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   Okay, this week I’m going to talk about the up coming sabbat: Mabon.

Mabon, (pronounced MAY-bun, MAY-bone, MAH-boon, or MAH-bawn) is also known as the Autumn Equinox.

The Autumn Equinox divides the day and night equally, and we all take a moment to pay our respects to the impending dark. We also give thanks to the waning sunlight, as we store our harvest of this year’s crops. The Druids call this celebration, Mea’n Fo’mhair, and honor the The Green Man, the God of the Forest, by offering libations to trees. Offerings of ciders, wines, herbs and fertilizer are appropriate at this time. Wiccans celebrate the aging Goddess as she passes from Mother to Crone, and her consort the God as he prepares for death and re-birth.

Basically, it’s the Wiccan Thanksgiving where pagans give thanks for the fruits of the earth and a recognition of the need to share them to secure the blessings of the Goddess and the God during the winter months. It usually takes place between September 21st to September 24th a month before Samhain (commonly known as Halloween).

A really great website is http://www.earthwitchery.com/mabon.html it has everything from altar dressings to little arts and crafts that are a blast to do.

Blessed Be )0(

I”ve been talking about a book of the month page for a while and here it is! The very first Book of the Month will be a novel that is close to my heart and changed my life forever. It’s a little romance novel called “Love Bite” by Lynsay Sands.

This was the very first romance novel that I ever read. I know that everyone has their own opinion on romance novels with the debate if romance should be considered having “literary merit”. But let’s take a look at the key word ‘literary’ deriving from ‘literature’. According to Webster, literature is the art of written letters and literary merit being that the letters are a work of art. Everyone has their own version of what art is. Some like Picasso and others like velvet Elvis.

I think every genre or writing whether it be romance, western, historical, sci-fi, or contemporary that it’s a masterpiece…no matter how poorly written the book may be. Consider all the work the author put into this. Having written a book I know that writing a novel is like being pregnant and giving birth. Your idea is your baby that you carry inside you and care for and nurture with your own life essence. Typing the manuscript is the birth. It’s long, scary and it’s painful (sometimes finding the perfect verb is like pulling teeth). You start having second thoughts half way into it thinking “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea” but it’s too late now, you’re already seeing a light at the end of the tunnel. Then it’s done, and you have a competed manuscript in your hands, a piece of yourself that you’ve spent months maybe years on and now you smile and think, “It was worth it. I’m glad I did this.”

I am so sorry for my rant but back to the book. It’s the first book in Sand’s Argeneau series , but I think it was the second published… don’t quote me on that. It’s about a woman named Rachel who longs to see the light of day and not because she’s a vampire but because she works nights at the local morgue in Toronto. When a handsome corpse shows up on the slab she can’t help but be attracted to him. Luckily for her he’s only undead. This is a great book for anyone who loves vampires and a good love story. The most interesting part is how Sands Made her vampires not by mystical means but by ancient Atlantean science. But it doesn’t make her books any less magical. I give this book 4 out of 5 broomsticks for originality, sexy love scenes and funny vampire humor.

*looks around, blows dust off computer*

Wow, it has been a hectic couple of months! After so much I finally have the time to sit down and get back to things, like this blog. But where to start off…

I made it pass exams and finished out the year successfully (yay!) but the happiness was short-lived. When I finished class in February I had a message on my phone from my dad saying to call him back as soon as possible. My first thought was “Crap, I must have forgotten to so something at home.” But that wasn’t the case.

On February 24, my grandmother Gloria, a women who helped raise me and inspired my love for nature, myth, and fairies passed away. It hit me harder than I thought it would, I knew she was sick for a long time and my mom told to prepare myself…but like many people say “you can’t prepare for death.” My mush-mush *that’s what I called her* put me on the path that lead me to my love of writing and to my faith, but  with her gone it was like my faith and love were gone too.

I didn’t  know what to do, I felt like there was a big void in my life and I didn’t want to do anything. It was three months before I started writing again. But still, it got me thinking about life and death and that if I stopped living, it doesn’t me the world stops living. It will go on and I could either forgo everything I worked to achieve: my writing, my work at school, and do nothing or I could go with it and just live every day as much as I could.

I have finished my first manuscript and currently working on the sequel to In My Nature, called Making Moon Eyes! I am planning my book out for upcoming NaNoWriMo in November, which I will me posting my progress here.

I will be blogging again, at least once a week, maybe more depending on school. So everyone here is my final words for this post…Life can be smooth like chocolate or bitter like lemon but we have to take the bitter with the sweet and make something out of it.

Blessed be,

Sam

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