Favorite colors are not just for kids.
Back in 2002 there was a song called “The Red” by the band Chevelle. Loved it. Still do.
I joined a site called deviantart to try my hand at some poetry and lil art pieces and my nom de plume was TheRed.
I was biased towards the song for two reasons. One, my favorite color is? Blue. No, it’s red. All the way red. The second reason, perhaps THE reason I like the color is for what it symbolizes. Blood. The blood of Christ. Without the shedding of blood, I am not saved. Praise God…He did.
So, we fast forward to mid ’10 and I came to the conclusion that I wanted to write a full-length fiction book. An image popped in my head. The image? Not really an image but more of a scene, a moving one.
A little girl in red runs through a dense banyan filled forest, breathing heavily. The scene moves to a pack of beasts chasing her, though they cannot be seen. The scenes change back and forth from the girl to the stampeding of the beasts and back…and forth until she stops to face them…and says three words from under breath: Do your worst.
The reason she was wearing red? Because it stood out in the night. So I loved it. The idea. It could only mean one thing: Little. Red. Riding. Hood. It made sense. She wanted to speak. And she chose me to write her story.
It quickly evolved into an entire story, an entire world where I carefully chose the characters that would appear in the first book and the great surprises I have for it’s prequels, Book Two:The Bridge and Book Three:Fulfillment.
In The Stories:Book One we see her not as The Little Red but as L’orrah. The name her Grandmother gave her. You’ve never seen her like this.
The red is a symbol in the entire series. You’ll see.
My Great-Great Grandfather, Miltiadis Lemos came from Psara, Greece. His name, Miltiadis means red earth.
He named his son, Milton derived from Miltiadis.
My surname, Longoria has no known accepted meaning, this is true. But upon recent investigation I found that the Basque name Gorria means… RED.
I claim that. With all my heart that part of my name means red. The first part Lon is Basque for lion.
Genealogist’s studies prove our family name is from Spain but from the Austurian region. No matter. The Basque and Austurian regions are related.
One can see…my name that I am proud of, Longoria, most likely means Red Lion.
The point? “The red. It filters through.”
Before I found out about the meaning of Gorria I planned on getting a tattoo of a red lion rampant. I have a literal red lion statue in my home. and without giving too much away, “red lion” appears in my book.
Some things were meant to be.
Destiny. Fate. For me…all God.
I’m ready. Just looking at what I’ve written here, there is NO way I’ll let this pass me by.
I…writing this to share with any who read it…that some things were meant to be.
The gifts and calling of God are irrevocable.–Romans 11:29