In his novel, Til We Have Faces, C.S. Lewis states that, “No herd of other beasts, gathered together, has so ugly a voice as Man.” Recently, I read through quite a bit of African American literature depicting the raw horrors surrounding so much of their history related to this nation. Torture. Abuse. Rape. Murder. Genocide. ... Continue Reading →
A Taste of My Fiction: The Dehumanizing Effect of Sexual Fantasy
The majority of my blog posts are non-fiction, with the occasional poem thrown in from time to time, but I rarely exhibit any of my fiction. I’ve completed one work of fiction and have been trying to gain some traction with another one, with little success (I’m hoping this post might spur me on a... Continue Reading →