I was at work and some customers had black ash crosses (lol*) on their foreheads. It signaled to me that today is Ash Wednesday. I’m usually on top of my religious game.
Anyways, I alerted my friends and family and asked what they’re giving up, if anything. I’ve been giving something up every year consecutively for about two decades. Every year was a different sacrifice, if you will. Read about them in my previous slice – Bent on Lent.
Before I let y’all know what my new Lent event is, let me
quickly sum up last year’s ordeal since I didn’t so already. Last year was a real challenge, being that I gave up meat. Read about the pregame in 40 Days w/o Meat. Out of the entire time, only three times I accidentally ate meat, which I made up by extending the Lent challenge – as I call it – to 43 days. Because of that, I will freely admit that I lost last year. In other words, I didn’t beat my meat…challenge. Haha. However, I’d say my record is 16(?)-1. Oh well, even champions lose then and again. After that, my cuzo Joe and I treated ourselves to Galeto’s in Oakland, an AYCE (All You Can Eat) Brazilian steakhouse! So good! Mmmmm…meat.
As for this year, I didn’t wanna do any repeats, and now that I’m 34, it’s tough tryna think of something new to give up since I’ve gave up a lot. Think of every indulgence and/or vice you think I do and most likely I’ve given it up. Yup, that. And yes, that, too. Lol
Without further ado, my new Lent event – instead of giving something up – is actually doing something for 40 days. That something for me is writing. It helps that that is one of my New Year’s resolutions.
My personal Lent challenge is this:
Write at least 300 words per day. (300 x 40 = 12,000)
This excludes emails, texts, social media, sexts and group chats of any kind.
This will definitely include slices (blog posts), reviews of all kinds (bouta step up my Yelp game!), poetry/spoken word, jokes, short stories, scripts and whatever comes to mind!
I will not be posting everything I write, but I’ll keep it real with y’all if I succeed or not.
Stay tuned, readers! Tis gonna be an interesting journey.
*I’m loling not at the symbolism, but at the phrase “black ash crosses,” which sounds close to saying that the crosses are very black in an urban manner. Get it? Lol