I first met the Santa Muerte in Tijuana, Mexico, where I lived for five years. Once a freelance writer with no clients, I offered a single gold candle upon a Santa Muerte altar, in the hopes she might help to put my writing talents to work. Today, I write spells and rituals for a small but growing audience. Nothing I publish should be considered doctrine - only one way of interacting with Holy Death. To manage the volume of messages I get, I can now only guarantee responses to patrons on Patreon.