![]() ![]() I don’t know what to say about feminism and how it often leaves out the experiences of Black Women. I don’t know what to do about our threatened democracy. “Silence is golden when you can’t think of a good answer.” – Muhammad AliĪnd right now, I can’t think of a good answer to the Crazy swirling about me. It’s weird that my usual go-to for expressing that outrage-the written word-cannot capture my feelings right now.īut today, I’ve wholly accepted that being a writer also means embracing that need to not say or write one word. I’m outraged and fatigued from being outraged. An iceberg the size of Delaware is about to break off Antarctica at any moment. Black folks continue to die at the hands of those sworn to protect and serve. Women’s lives are being literally manhandled again, and we’re all now living in a mashup of 1984 meets The Handmaid’s Tale. Mystery writers of color remain few and far between, and continue to face barriers in attention and readership. Until this morning, I was having a hard time. ![]() So, I’ve been trying to come up with something meaningful. ![]() And I didn’t want to revisit those issues in this post. All the issues I’d been wanting to write about but couldn’t before then, found its way into City of Saviors. The fourth novel in my Lou Norton series is out, and it’s a doozy-church corruption, elder abuse, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, love at last. It’s been difficult, coming up with a blog post. At this moment in time, I have nothing to say. ![]()
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