Rastaman gone astray, the devout artist had adopted flesh for his canvas.

Everything about him was dark, including the curl of his brows. Including his countenance when he eased back and stood, studying his handiwork.

The silent woman in the claw-toed tub at the center of the room, sat leaning…

When I was growing up, an older adult woman told me:

“you were born with three strikes against you; you’re a girl, you’re black, and you’re poor.”

Before that moment, it had never even occurred to me that any of these things were reasons I was supposed to hate myself…

You have something you want to do.

Maybe it’s something you’ve always dreamed of doing. Something interesting and exciting that takes time, effort, and commitment. Something that has nothing to do with your job, or school, or any of the daily obligations that go right along with being a responsible…

For most writers, especially those who write speculative fiction get so caught up in the cerebral aspect of creating fantasy worlds that it becomes easy to forget the basic truth of storytelling.

Articulating ideas is highly dependent on one’s ability to affect an individual’s senses and perception with nothing more…