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Happy 2014! Only Kick-A$$ Black Women Heroines Need Apply…

faerie in the cityIt’s no secret that I love Urban Fantasy. It’s one of my favorite genres along with SciFi, Dystopian, and dark Paranormals. I adore Faith Hunter’s Jane Yellowrock series and Patricia Brigg’s Mercy Thompson series. But when it comes down to it, I get all excited when I see kick-a$$ black women heroines like in Kenya Wright’s Habitat series or Seressia Glass’ Shadow Chasers series. So, there I was in the middle of writing the Soul Eater when Noelle Pierce unveils this awesome dragon fairy with two guns drawn.  Why did she agree to redesign my website? Why did she provide me with this distraction? The dragon fairy princess would not stop assaulting my sleep until I wrote her introduction. I guess, it’s fitting, she is now the main focal point of my awesome website re-do so why shouldn’t I write her tale? Happy 2014! Let me know what you think of my new 2014 web design and meet Aisha, the Dragon Fairy Princess and descendant of darkness: 

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Guest Blogger Deleyna Marr: It’s All About POV. The Need to Write Multicultural SciFi.

Deleyna_web_2I do not believe I am a racist. And yet I can make thoughtless comments, be oblivious, be hurtful without realization or intent. Like when I offered a hairdrier to a black friend. Hey, I thought I was being helpful. Forget color-blind. I can be down-right blind.

I don’t classify people by race. Why? I grew up with parents who were from the deep south. They would whisper things like, “well, he’s black…” as if that would explain something. Those comments made me ill. I grew up in Silicon Valley in the middle of the dot com boom. My early jobs were so multi-cultural that to me the world was a rainbow. I tour guided at a museum that drew international tourists and tried to learn phrases in as many languages as I could.

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A Black Woman asks if she’s a racist for analyzing Fantasy, Futuristic, and Paranormal stories with race in mind

handcuffed-handsYears ago I would have patted my foot in aggravation if someone asked me if I were racist. In college one of my white roommates, told me that I was racist because I ate dinner with other Black students. Give a sister a break. I just thought that it was plain old foolishness. I used to go into this huge HUGE diatribe about how Black people couldn’t be racist because they were disempowered in government, politics, and business. And furthermore, that because we were disenfranchised, the most I could be was prejudicial because being prejudiced was an individual event. Woa! That’s a mouthful.