Matt and I were innocents. Excited, upbeat, happy – we were thrilled to be leaving home for the very first time…
And that’s how it all began. That’s how the warrior and the angel came here.
Inside my home we have a huge library filled with books – some that
weren’t even written yet when we came down the first time. I have to
say the books have gotten better over the generations. No offense. I
mean, I would never say anything bad about Austen or Poe – they were the
best! But lately I’ve been getting really into what you call ‘YA
books.’ Young adult is an odd term. I know it’s based on age, but most of the books are so good they would appeal to all ages. Heck, even my divine teachers really liked that whole ‘Harry Potter’ phenomenon.
Matt and I love the angel books that have been published, even though
there are a lot of ‘fallen’ ones. They’re fun, of course, but not when
you have to go up against one of them for real. Believe me, then it
just hurts. But in a fictional world they’re interesting. Matt is into the ‘evil’ beings, sort of like that ‘old’ YA show I saw once about a girl named Buffy.
There were a whole bunch of creatures in there, but they really seemed
to have a good time. And that Angel, guy? Don’t tell anyone, but I
would definitely pick him over that Edward guy…although they both had really nice hair.
Anyway, I figured since all these other stories were out heralding
our species, that it would be a good idea to tell our tale. I have to
definitely give a shout-out to the Hush, Hush crowd, and the Fallen crowd, and others who talk about our world and our troubled souls. They’ve all been great, and they do
come pretty close to the way it is, but it’s a bit more difficult for
Matt and I because, well…we’re real. We’ve been at this for a long
time. Our lives haven’t been easy, that’s for sure, and the soul I keep
meeting down here – his name was Jason the first time around – is still
a bit of a problem between us. But our stories are adventurous, and we
went through some seriously cool historical times. I loved the
‘Roaring 20’s,’ but that comes in the next book. Until Next Time is simply how it all began; how we got to experience life, adventure, fun, freedom, love and…pain, for the very first time.
Our mentors asked Tribute Books to put out this story
because their name is perfect. The book is a real ‘tribute’ to all
we’ve been through – the choices we made and the lessons we learned.
They call it fiction and I understand that. If it was called
non-fiction it would probably cause all kinds of issues.
And I do like the cover; I look like one of those rock-and-roll
chicks. Matt will be on the next cover; he’s already primping for his
picture right now. All that’s left is to see how he decides to style
his hair. I know, he’s a little vain about his looks, but warriors
usually are. I hope you like our first trip. There’s always another
one. After all, our lives don’t end…they just begin all over again.