Urban
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Don’t Throw It Away: How Short Stories from My Teenage Years Became An Urban Fantasy Fiction Novel
When I was about seventeen and eighteen, I wrote stories about my sisters and our friends in this red notebook. Then, we would all sit on the porch, and I would read it to the neighborhood. Everyone had nicknames but also knew who they were so it was hilarious, and they loved it. When I… Continue reading
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Originally posted on quixoticmuses: As a writer, I have come to understand that in every capacity the term “urban” is synonymous with “Black people.” I don’t want to be an urban fiction writer; I want to be a writer. But I’m Black writing about Black people and not exclusively Black people drama. So I feel like… Continue reading
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Spoken Words for Silent Wars
I speak for the people in places where hope hangs its strings in the crack filled streets of Harlem where iron style floors and bronze heavens are polluted with “I told you so’s” morgues loitered with toy soldiers who died believing defending a street corner was keeping it real Continue reading
