I’m writing a novella to finish the Fallen Angel series. That series started with Enoch grabbing his friend/fellow angel, Caleb, and wrestling him to the ground so that he couldn’t join Lucifer when he tried to overthrow the One. Enoch did save Caleb from the pit, but he couldn’t save him from himself. Funny how that works in life, isn’t it?
When my sister (who hates to cook) learned that she had diabetes and had to take insulin, I offered to cook extra for supper every night and send her home a healthy meal. Patty stopped at our house on her way home from work every night and appreciated the effort, but the experiment failed. She missed carry-out so much, she’d freeze the food I sent and chow down on something from Taco Bell. Soon, her freezer was full and her sugar was still high. She wasn’t quite ready to embrace new habits yet. You can’t help someone who doesn’t want helped. Enoch learned that the hard way, too.
When the One tossed Caleb to Earth to punish him, Caleb discovered that he loved it here. Actually, he loved it a little too much, so Enoch was sent down to clean up after him. Another lesson learned. Good intentions can bite you in the ass. For poor Enoch, it looked like he’d never get to return Home because Caleb never intended to change his ways. There’d always be a mess left in his wake.
I didn’t want to end the series with Enoch, who’s too conscientious for his own good, stuck here because of Caleb, who’s too self-involved to ever do the right thing. That’s why I’m posting DISGRACED, AGAIN on my webpage each week. A couple more chapters, and I can end the series the way I want it to end. Yes, Enoch made a mistake. Should he be punished for it for eternity? Not my style. I suck at discipline, so I want a happy ever after–of sorts–for both Enoch and Caleb. Soon, I can wrap up their stories, and then I’ll concentrate on my fifth romance again. Those always have happy ever afters. So my writing life will be good:)