NaNo

When I was a kid, we used to have a song we sang when we walked down the street, deliberately bumping into people we didn’t like. I am blind and I can’t see, and if I knock you down don’t you blame it on me. As if that absolved us from guilt. Being “color blind” requires […]

At first, the question the novice writer asked seemed simple. A member of one of my writing groups asked whether describing one of her characters as “a black man” was racist.  That one word (racist, not black) often seems utterly terrifying for many white people – especially white authors. I started simply, by asking if