Where are my Black heroes at in fantasy?

Sazh, I love you but your afro has gotta go bro. It's not helping.

When I sit down and write, I already have an image of what my characters are supposed to look like in my head. I don’t think in color unless I’m describing scenery. I am not an established author, so all I do sometimes is sit and gnaw at ideas that I think a publisher would want to sell. I can’t help it; part of writing a book is creating something people want to read, and the publisher is the linchpin in getting that story out to the masses. So when I have to sit down and be frustrated because I feel like a fantasy novel with a black main character won’t sell, and that I have to whitewash the hero, I don’t feel like I’m crazy. I feel justified. … Continue Reading

The Traveler

he stood on a field so green he could taste it in his pores. the wind created arabesque designs around him. from here he could see everything and beyond. much later, after many lives were lived and miles traveled, he would look back at this moment and realize that this was the place where he found god in himself. if he squinted he could see the end of the world. its snow capped peaks towering even from this distance. thats where she lived.

she stood on the frozen precipice, her breath frosted in the air each tiny particle a different memory of their time together. she didnt feel the cold, the dead cant feel. part of her knew she should feel something but it was a primal memory of life in a time forever ago when her cheeks flushed red with excitement. when her lips knew the taste of others and her fingers knew the face of love.
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