Ever decided to do something that seemed like a good idea and in the second before there’s no turning back think, I musta been totally mental when I came up with this? And, then, Oh, well, here goes.
That’s how Angel inTraining Grace Lightbourne felt right before she asked the Big Kahuna to go straight to Earth on a mission as a Guardian Angel. The problem? She never was a great student and now she won’t even finish her last three years of school. To make matters worse, Archangel Michael isn’t happy about her special assignment, but Grace is convinced she’s on a fast track to her wings. Besides, how hard can it be? She’s working with humans, after all.
Winging It! is the first book in the Angel inTraining series, an irreverent and light-hearted take on Angels, Heaven and everything else that's divine.
This book is the first in a three-part series. It sold roughly 2,500 copies before I made it perma-free in English. Since that time it has been downloaded more than 60,000.
Have you ever decided to do something that seemed like a good idea—maybe even an inspired idea—and in the second before there’s no turning back, you think,I musta been totally mental when I came up with this? And then, Oh well, here goes. Confession: That was exactly what ran through my mind when Gabriel sounded his trumpet and I took my leap of faith.
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In the enormous circular room at the center of the Temple, Archangels stand against the walls. Everything in the room is made of white marble—walls, floor ceiling, columns—which makes for a hard, chilly atmosphere. What I wouldn’t give for a shaggy rug, a comfy chair or a space heater. Strangely, even though someone has the AC set to frigid, my palms are sweating, so I wipe them on the plaid skirt of my Catholic school uniform.
I ditched the traditional white linen robe we’re supposed to wear in the hope that dressing memorably would show The Big Kahuna I’m different from all the other Angels-in-Training. Independent. Non-conformist. Holy, hip, and human.
That kind of thing.
Confession: I’m not human, and don’t want to be, but I gotta play the part for this whole thing to work, you know?
Today is Declaration Day. Or as I call it: D-Day. After our first three years of general schooling at the L’académie de Divinté, a.k.a. Angel School, it’s time to specialize and pick our eternal vocation. Then, we’ll study that for the next three years. Finally, after that—and if we pass—we’ll receive our wings. In between, we get other junk like a scepter, scales or flaming swords. Some can’t wait to get their chariots, but I’m all about the wings. Who needs wheels when you can fly?
Three more years feels like for-e-ver.
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Translated by Beatriz Ezcurra
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