The man in the novel was Sebastian Rodrigues, a Portuguese Jesuit priest sent to Japan in the 17th century. He was there to minister to Japanese Catholics suffering under a brutal regime and also to find out what had happened to his mentor, a priest rumored to have renounced the faith under torture. (New York Times article excerpt. Click on image below to read the excellent article by Paul Elie.)
What an honor to receive the Reader’s Favorite Book Award! Even EB was proud of me. I met many wonderful fellow authors at the awards ceremony in Miami as did EB. He was all over the place. Thank you to everyone at Reader’s Favorite for doing such a fine job organizing the event. Authors traveled from as far as Spain to receive their award.
If you have not yet read A Rabbit’s Tale, An Easter Story, pick up a copy and check it out. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BEIQYPC.
EB: So, your dumb book got another award?
Me: Yeah, isn’t it great…and it’s not a dumb book.
EB: An Easter Story without the real Easter Bunny, that would be me, is dumb.
Me: Are you coming with me to Miami for the awards ceremony?
EB: If I’m in a coma, maybe I’ll join you.
Me: What’s that supposed to mean?
EB: Boring. That’s what I mean. It would be like watching bowling on TV. I think I would much rather spend my time engaged in nasty political banter with my fellow rabbits.
Me: I didn’t think rabbits were interested in politics.
EB: Usually we’re not.
Me: Why now?
EB: Are you kidding? It’s the best entertainment ever.
Me: It’s not supposed to be entertainment per se. This is serious stuff. People have to vote for the candidate they think is most suitable for the presidency… What are you laughing at?
EB: Your species is in big trouble.
Me: If humans are in trouble, so are rabbits.
EB: I don’t think so. When was the last time you went camping or had to go without running water or electricity? Rabbits can fend for themselves when everything shuts down.
Me: What does that have to do with any of this?
EB: Boy, your dumber than you look. You’ll have plenty of time to get used to roughing it after the elections.
EB: Because your candidates are special this election year. One of them is the anti-Christ, the other will cause Armageddon. I’ll let you figure out which is which. Anyway, the theme song for your species is “It’s the End of the World as You Know it.” Oh, and by the way, I feel fine.
Me: Wow, EB, I have never seen you this nasty and pessimistic.
EB: I’m usually a very upbeat rabbit. I love to hop for no reason and binge on carrots. But I have to say, humans tick me off.
EB: Don’t get me wrong, I love some of your kind and have seen some of the incredibly good things that humans can do. I’m not just talking about the invention of Silly Putty and the Clapper. But lately, I have never seen such a bunch of whining, hate-filled, self-destructive, greedy bastards as you humans. I can even overlook the fact that some of you actually enjoy rabbit’s stew. But, for the most part, you are all guilty of negligence.
Me: Negligence of what?
EB: …being human.
The beloved Easter Bunny, or EB as he is known to his friends and loyal fans, has given Eugene Taylor’s The Rhythm of Life CD five carrots! When asked why he gave Taylor’s music such a high rating, he said,
“Most of the stuff I’m hearing these days sounds the same. Taylor’s CD made me want to hop like I used to. It brought out the hopeful bunny in me. Yes, even the Easter Bunny gets in a rut sometimes, listening to all the awful news on TV and hearing the same old mind-numbing rump a thump thumping banter that gets the vast majority of airplay. I just can’t stop listening to Eugene Taylor’s music. The guy is brilliant! His musical partner, what’s his name, is OK too.”
When asked about a favorite track on The Rhythm of Life album, he said,
“I have two favorite tracks. The Rhythm of Life because of it’s great groove and Tears because I like bears. Although I like them better with eyes. You just have to listen to it if you don’t know what I’m talking about.”
We asked EB if he purchased the digital copy of the album or the actual CD.
“I downloaded the digital album off Amazon. Here’s the link. https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B01EE9NJB4/ref=dm_ws_sp_ps_dp. People should get it and support Taylor. I think the music is outstanding. It’s fresh, good for hopping and good for hoping. Listen to it while munching on a good carrot.”
For more information about Eugene Taylor and his music visit http://www.drumprophet.com
We come to the end of another Easter Sunday. But Easter is really all year. It is an everyday, equal-opportunity miracle. There are still a few hours left. Download a copy of A Rabbit’s Tale and see what I mean. Suitable for readers age 13+.
Dear friends, I wish you all a very Happy Easter! May the light of Christ shine in each one of us through everything we do. God bless you.
Juan Arias is a gifted fifth grader with a passion for photography. His goal is to someday be a staff photographer for National Geographic magazine, but he has given up on his dream. Now an adult, he is an unfulfilled computer programmer.
When Juan dresses up as the Easter Bunny for his nephew’s party, he winds up having a life-altering accident and becomes a freak, a medical marvel. As he tries to pick up the pieces of his shattered life, Juan uncovers evidence that can help convict a suspected murderer hellbent on unleashing the most addictive drug known to man.
Still battling the side effects of his accident, how can Juan prevent a murder and help catch the lunatic. When everything is stacked against you, and life unravels, how can you hope to survive? How can the very worst day of your life be the best day for your eternal soul?
“This is not a fairy tale…as you’re reading along don’t be surprised if you smile often and even laugh out loud. Diogenes is a great story teller.” – Fr. David McBriar O.F.M.
Me: How do you like my new book cover, EB?
EB: Hmmm, well, it’s much better than that crappy cover you had before. I guess it doesn’t stink anymore.
Me: Wow, EB that means a lot to me, especially coming from you.
EB: Yeah well, it only took you two years to listen to my advice.
Me: Is there anything about this cover you don’t like?
EB: Actually, the guy’s nose looks like it was drawn by a four-year-old.
Me: It’s not supposed to be a realistic nose.
EB: Well, you got that right. Did a four-year-old do this new cover of yours?
Me: No. I thought you liked it.
EB: I’m liking it less and less now.
Me: I don’t understand. Why?
EB: It’s just…
Me: It’s just what?
EB: It’s just that it reminds me of a really bad nightmare I had.
Me: What happened in your nightmare?
EB: It was too horrible for words, I don’t think I can talk about it.
Me: Go ahead. Sometimes it helps to tell your nightmare to someone. Then it doesn’t seem so bad.
EB: I don’t know.
Me: Come on, buddy. We’ve been friends for a long time. Tell me about your dream.
EB: OK, but let me get a fresh carrot first. I think I’m going to need it.
Me: OK, so what happened in your nightmare?
EB: I was in this tiny booth. It had curtains on three sides and there was a piece of paper.
Me: What was on the paper?
EB: It had four words on it and I started to tremble. Then my trembling turned into uncontrollable shaking. I could not breathe. I woke up screaming, soaking wet from sweating.
Me: Wow, EB, that’s terrible. What were the four words on the piece of paper? What did it say to make you have such a horrible panic attack.
EB: There were four words and two little circles. There was one little circle in front of a pair of words.
Me: Sounds strange, EB. What did they say?
EB: The first little circle was followed by the words Hillary Clinton. The second little circle was followed by the words Donald Trump.
Me: If it’s of any consolation EB, I’ve had a similar nightmare.
EB: Does this mean it’s the end of the world?
Me: I’m afraid it’s worse than that, EB.
EB: What can be worse than the end of the world.
Me: Having to listen to political coverage on every channel of the questionably civilized world.
EB: Is “questionably” a real word.
Me: Who cares EB. It’s the end of the world.
EB: Here, have a carrot it will take the edge off the apocalypse.