writing-while-black

And once upon a time I wondered: Is writing epic fantasy not somehow a betrayal? Did I not somehow do a disservice to my own reality by paying so much attention to the power fantasies of disenchanted white men?But. Epic fantasy is not merely what Tolkien made it.This genre is rooted in the epic _ and the truth is that there are plenty of epics out there which feature people like me. Sundiata__ badass mother. Dihya, warrior queen of the Amazighs. The Rain Queens. The Mino Warriors. Hatshepsut__ reign. Everything Harriet Tubman ever did. And more, so much more, just within the African components of my heritage. I haven__ even begun to explore the non-African stuff. So given all these myths, all these examinations of the possible_ how can I not imagine more? How can I not envision an epic set somewhere other than medieval England, about someone other than an awkward white boy? How can I not use every building-block of my history and heritage and imagination when I make shit up?And how dare I disrespect that history, profane all my ancestors_ suffering and struggles, by giving up the freedom to imagine that they__e won for me.

In the future, as in the present, as in the past, black people will build many new worlds.This is true. I will make it so. And you will help me.