Keep On Keeping On

This month didn’t begin how I’d hoped. Before the election, I was filled with anxiety and now, I am trying to pick myself up. I am trying to write, trying to live, trying not to dwell on the future. It is hard! As a Black queer woman, I am TRYING to find peace while I stand in the aftermath.
This will be a rough four years and I don’t know what lay ahead. I can only hope the universe will see fit to align and intervene. This can not be it. I have faith in humanity and in our community but I am allowed a cynical moment. We are allowed to be angry with EVERYONE!
While the silver lining may not be within reach I must believe it is there. I have to keep my eyes on the horizon. This is not toxic positivity bullshit. I am not preaching, I am talking myself into power and strength. Which I, as an individual, need so very badly. I tend to lean toward pessimism but I don’t want to be that person right now. I can’t afford to think as I always do.
As I move forward in a nation divided I can only TRY MY FUCKING BEST to get along the only way I know how…
I will write word, after word, after word, until I make myself smile.

Killing the Art of Sexual Intimacy

Puritan culture is going to kill the arts. Sterility is what they seek and I loathe it. To say this generation is more sexual than the last is not only ignorant but false. To speak on sex in novels without having any knowledge of old works of fiction is absurd. I can understand if you’ve read every book on planet earth and have facts to back your claims. Then I’d say good day, sir, ma’am, ENBY you have stunned and stumped me.

But nah! Hell nah.
Most who recite these points on intimacy in literature and film haven’t read enough. They haven’t researched enough or cared to. They have a ‘me’ mentality about it. ‘I don’t like this so I don’t think it’s called for’. SAD! Please, go sit down and open a book which has what you crave within those pages.
There are too many novels and movies out there w/out sex for them to complain and gripe. If you wanna nitpick about the resurgence of sexuality, genitalia and nudity then fine! Has if ever occurred to them, some may be squeezing in these sex scenes out of spite?!
I have written my fair share of sex scenes because of this. I have made certain in my recent works to make those characters fuck! I can’t take a world filled with this evangelical approach to all things linked to passion and carnality.
Sex will sell! Nothing you can do will stop it. Even if these bible thumping Neanderthals ban erotica and ‘displays of intercourse’ it won’t put an end to this.
Sex and art have ALWAYS been and will always BE one!

Fourth Book Blues!

I loooooove writing book series! I mean, I really enjoy it! I tend to have a lot going on for my MC’s. Once they start talking it takes a long while for them to shut up. Which I am not complaining about. Cause well, when they go dark it’s typically in their last book. Hearing them gets harder and they often don’t know what to do or where to go by then. I often refer to myself as a messenger cause I don’t seek out much. Everything comes along naturally. But during the fourth and typically final installment things get stagnant. Not in W*iters B*ock (I hate that word) sorta way, but more of a slow crawl to the finish line. Third acts and the last hundred pages are a pain in the arse to write. I don’t know what it is, but I’ve had this issue for two years. Eventually I type “The End” but it’s a hassle getting there. And being that I’m on a fourth novel as we speak, the turtle pace has begun. I am feeling the drag!

That One Girl In the Dark…

As far back as I can remember, I’ve had this love for inky gloomy things. I can’t recall a time where I wasn’t captivated by dark and creepy. Along with being a writer, I am also a cinephile (film fanatic). At about eleven years old I saw my first vampire film, Blade.

And from then on, it got worse, I saw Interview with a Vampire and so on. But before that, I was heavy into films which were on the darker side. Rated R, bloody and visceral. Imagine an eight year old telling you, their favorite movie is Goodfellas. At age ten, I made certain to let everyone know I saw Fight Club and would get a tattoo of Brad Pitt on my arm.

That never happened.lol

Anyway, after a while I started searching for books along the same lines. At seventeen, I stumbled upon Katie MaCalister and that’s how I got acquainted with adult novels. Pretty much from there it all went down hill. My Paranormal Romance obsession burned out of control! Tons of titles from that genre followed and by various authors.

Then the day came where I said, “you know what, I can do this.I can write this…I wanna write this.” Books that are on the darker side I often pledge loyalty to. Novels that keep the nasty, reckless and crazy coming are *chefs kiss*

I’m a wee bit of a messy writer too, cause drama, and sordid behaviors are deeply rooted into my stuff.The worlds and characters I scribble about aren’t for thinned skinned or faint of heart.

Moments may get uncomfy, and you’ll read things you don’t like. But, there is a theme at play…love conquers all! I don’t mean to sound so cliche, but it’s true. I make sure to showcase this over and over again.

CAUSE I’M A HOPLESS ROMANTIC!

But one who also writes about demons, dead bodies and excessive amounts of sex.