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More Fantasy and Historical Fiction Featuring Main Characters of Color
someone asked for this rebloggable!
[carryalaser asks: Was wondering (sorry if it’s been dealt with before) if you had favourite/recommended works of fantasy/historical fiction in regards to positive PoC representation? And thank you a lot for the effort put into this blog, one of the finest. My mother wishes it was around when she was homeschooling my sisters and I.]
OMG, Thank you!!! And your mom sounds awesome.
I’m a pretty hardcore Fantasy/Sci Fi fan and have been since childhood. The unrelenting whiteness of the genre (especially the late 70’s early 80’s stuff I was practically weaned on) really did a number on me, especially as a teen. That’s a lot of why this blog exists, in fact.
- The Crown of Stars Series by Kate Elliott
A must for medieval fans! I love the series for the awesome character development, realistic worldbuilding, and instead of “medieval England” going on and on through the entire map, you end up in versions of Hungary, Eurasia, Mesoamerica, Ethiopia and Egypt. Not only that, here’s your protagonist:
For those who are more into Steampunk and Historical Fiction (not me, in other words), I actually DO recommend another Elliott series:
- The Spiritwalker Trilogy by Kate Elliott (Cold Magic, Cold Fire, Cold Steel)
I’m still making my way through this series, but I’m actually really impressed so far. The worldbuilding is really impressive. Also, you won’t read a better summary than the one here.
- The Inheritance Trilogy by N. K. Jemisin (The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms, The Broken Kingdoms, The Kingdom of Gods)
OMG. YOU NEED THIS.
Seriously if you pick one, pick THIS one. Characters you never knew you couldn’t live without include Oree Shoth, Sieh, Yeine, Nahadoth, and many, many more. Description:
Gods and mortals. Power and love. Death and revenge. In the Hundred Thousand Kingdoms, gods dwell among mortals and one powerful, corrupt family rules the earth. Three extraordinary people may be the key to humanity’s salvation.
- Dreamblood (The Killing Moon, The Shadowed Sun) by N. K. Jemisin
YOUR MIND WILL BE BLOWN OKAY.
Magic system is really unique, and the characters will feel like your new, weird, difficult best friends who have hero complexes and martyr complexes and so much political intrigue and so much EVERYTHING.
- Acacia Trilogy by David Anthony Durham (Acacia, Other Lands, The Sacred Band)
This is a person with a background in Historical Fiction, so to MY taste, it starts a little dry but is meaty and totally worth it. The plot and the politics and the geography are really going to appeal to Historical Fiction buffs. The whole plots hinges around moral quandaries involving power, colonization, slavery, and drugs.
Also, the characters are pretty good. More plot driven than character driven.
- The Elemental Logic Series (Fire Logic, Earth Logic, Water Logic, forthcoming Air Logic) by Laurie J. Marks
AMAZING High Fantasy fare. These books read like a good meal. I don’t even have words for it, just….you’ll feel what the characters feel when they’re tested to the breaking point and beyond. You’ll love who they love, and need what they need. GLORIOUS DESTINIES tempered by incredible grittiness, and villains you will hate so much it’ll feel like a toothache. One of my very favorites. (NOTE: The cover of Fire Logic is whitewashed. Zanja is a woman of COLOR. I will post the cover of Earth Logic instead.)
Well, that’s what I’ve got for now!
Best way to make me late to work: ask me about books in the morning!
A lovely follower reminded me of a glaring, terrible error I made:
ESPECIALLY THE EARTHSEA SERIES
THE LEFT HAND OF DARKNESS.
THE ANNALS OF THE WESTERN SHORE
And for more Fantasy and Sci Fi written by Women of Color (original list source deactivated):
- Dawn by Octavia Butler
- Redemption in Indigo by Karen Lord
- Wind Follower by Carole McDonnell
- Mindscape by Andrea Hairston
- Racing the Dark by Alaya Dawn Johnson
- Dragon Sword and Wind Child by Noriko Ogiwara
- The Icarus Girl by Helen Oyeyemi
- Salt Fish Girl by Larissa Lai
- Half World by Hiromi Goto
- Silver Phoenix by Cindy Pon
- Guardian of the Spirit by Nahoko Uehashi
- Where the Mountain Meets the Moon by Grace Lin
- The Iron King by Julie Kawaga
- Who Fears Death by Nnedi Okorafor
- Hammer of Witches by Shana Mlawski
- Ico: Castle in the Mist by Miyuki Miyabe
- Orleans by Sherri L. Smith
- Dualed by Elsie Chapman
- The Killing Moon by N.K. Jemisin
- What’s Left of Me by Kat Zhang
- Filter House (short stories) by Nisi Shawl
- Huntress by Malinda Lo
- Legend by Marie Lu
- Signal Red by Rimi B. Chatterjee
- The Conch Bearer by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
- The Island of Eternal Love by Daína Chaviano
- My Soul to Keep by Tananarive Due
- Cast in Shadow by Michelle Sagara
And, adding one of my personal favorites:
I’m going to add Stormdancer by Jay Kristoff, mostly because its set in Steampunk Japan with a pretty badass woman of color as the protagonist. In my view, it avoids troping Japanese culture and mythology to create the world of the novel. It’s not terribly long but it sucked me in from the start.
lunitaire asked: What would be your recommended reading for someone who is interested in philosophy but has only dabbled reading random books and listening to random podcasts about it? Also are there any books you are particularly excited about right now?
Oddly enough, yes there are! I say that because I usually don’t get excited about text books, so much as I make like a pre-assholish Victor Frankenstein and mine them for the useful parts. in the past, this has led to me having as many as three text books for an intro class, which is really kind of unacceptable. This year, however, I’ve changed to a single text called Philosophy Here and Now, which does one of my favourite things ever: It uses fiction to help contextualise philosophical ideas.
All that being said, being a text book, it’s pretty damn expensive. $85ish.
Much smaller and cheaper ($11ish), but still quite nice, is Edward Craig’s Philosophy: A Very Short Introduction
I hope you enjoy them! :)
I’m thinking about going full Sisters of Mercy Cover Band & declaring Autumn 2013 my “Season Of Broken Promises”
john green is a genius because he creates books
and then he quotes those books
in his books
So does JK Rowling.
JK ROWLING ISNT THE ONLY AUTHOR ALIVE YOU KNOW
MOM! DAD! IT’S A BOOK!
(The Mirror, dir. Andrei Tarkovsky, 1975)
This book is written to sell.
This book is written to sell because we live in an uncertain time.
Uncertain time. There has never been a certain time. This is what it is. This is a portrait.
Right now, it’s a portrait of my survival instinct. Of my lizard brain. But when I look at the other side, at the end of this imaginary book that will likely never get finished because the other books never got finished, I see love. I see the way I will connect the greed I am showing now, in a desperate attempt to sell, I see how I will connect it with love. I don’t see it technically; I see it because seeing is available to everyone who wants to see.
But this is the start and as such it’s about vile things because the self-imposed tyranny of some parts of the Western narrative is a joy I will not say no to right now.
How do you save yourself from nothing?
CHAPTER ONE: NOTHING.
The sky was black and there was nothing worth saving. The mongrel limped towards the priest who indulged in fingering the last living tree on Earth while wearing a gigantic Haribo-bear shaped condom on his viagra ashwagandha curare cocktail propelled cock which has been merely a decoration since the time he left home back in the days when the sky was blue and the father was still virile.
“Allah Almighty! It’s still crying!”
There was no point in discussing the subtle appearances of trees with the priest. He ignored their aura. Once upon a time, as a missionary, he supposedly fucked so many trees that the sound of their cries embedded itself in his ears, echoing forever through his brain on a loop that went up and down in volume but never quite disappeared.
There were no myths about the mongrel because he did not exist. Physically he was there all right, yes, but no-one ever paid but a sliver of attention to him. He was the shit on Hillary Clinton’s sole and everyone knew that Hillary Clinton would not point at the shit on her sole, which was probably an important part of how this entire nuclear war thing played out.
CHAPTER TWO: HILLARY CLINTON
“I love you, Bill.”
“Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“To the left, Bill.”
“Can’t. Leg cramp. Fuck fuck fuck.”
“Bill. I love you. To the left.”
“Do I have to move you myself?”
“You signed the contract, Bill. Now fuck.”
“Uh. Uh uh uh.”
“Uh. Fuck. Hillary.”
“Uh yes. Bill. Fuck.”
“More words Bill.”
“Uh. Your pussy is so wet, Bill.”
Hillary stopped pounding.
How hard was it to role-play properly? Bill was upset. He took the wig off and started sobbing.
Hillary was not sure as to what to do next. She knew she made a mistake. But it was a mistake made out of love, because she lost herself in this ego-eroding process of gentle lovemaking with the man who became, for all intents and purposes, her true other half.
She absent-mindedly caressed her strap-on, imagining it was Bill’s hair, sweaty and…oh, shit. Fucking enemas. This never stops.
She dialed the secret service and ordered a big fucking duck.
When the agent rang the doorbell, she opened the door naked and slapped him with the – of course uncleaned – strap-on while simultaneously catching the plate with the still warm duck.
“Bill. I made you dinner.”
He stopped crying.
She knew his heart.
Their love was truly American. They were patriots and rebels.
This is not their story.
CHAPTER THREE: THE AMERICAN DREAM
The American Dream is a misguided name for a wonderful idea because no person or state or corporation can ever own a dream.
Dreams are free.
That is the beauty of them.
CHAPTER FOUR: THE AMERICAN SCREAM
Fuck sales. I am writing this because I need to.
(excerpt from unnamed first novel(la), to be released whenever, by me)
Jesus fucking Christ, Ales, finish this book.