You can’t make this shit up (“Alice in Arabia”)

You ever see something so fucked up that you can’t even get mad?

It’s one of those things that, if somebody told you about it, you wouldn’t believe it unless you saw it yourself. And if you saw it, you’d just stand there staring at it like, “This is so fucked up that I wanna keep it as a specimen for further study. I wanna pin it to a board and dissect it.”

That’s how I feel about Alice in Arabia.

Here’s how ABC described it:

“Alice in Arabia” is a high-stakes drama series about a rebellious American teenage girl who, after tragedy befalls her parents, is unknowingly kidnapped by her extended family, who are Saudi Arabian. Alice finds herself a stranger in a new world but is intrigued by its offerings and people, whom she finds surprisingly diverse in their views on the world and her situation. Now a virtual prisoner in her grandfather’s royal compound, Alice must count on her independent spirit and wit to find a way to return home while surviving life behind the veil.

(And the English major in me notes the parallel between Alice in Arabia and Alice in Wonderland. That’s right–countries with lots of Brown people in them, especially Arabs, are not real places in the real world with real people in them. No, they are nonsensical realms akin to an alternate universe where cakes turn little girls into giants and people play croquet with fucking flamingos and Johnny Depp can breakdance.)

Get this: this was not satire. This was not a joke. This was not a market survey designed to test the waters for what audiences like and don’t like.

A real live human being–not an alien, not a robot, not a mermaid who recently switched out her fins for legs–decided that this was a good fucking idea. Even more than that, that human being convinced other real live human beings that this was a good fucking idea. And they didn’t even need to make an offer the other people couldn’t refuse!

Pro-tip: If you have an idea for a story about people of color, and it sounds like some shit straight outta The Onion or The Colbert Report, DON’T FUCKING DO IT!


Equinox – Cautiously Cautious… With A Side Of Caution

Hello everyone, and in this video I discuss my concerns about DC Comics’ newest character, the Canadian Cree teen superheroine, Equinox.

My main concern boils down to DC Comics’ past racial failures, so anything like this just makes me awfully damned cautious.

For added context, here is an article from the CBC talking about Equinox.

West of Sunset: Dramatis Personae

One of the most exciting things I love about releasing and promoting a new book is the opportunity to make fun and creative posts like this one where I discuss a little thing called dreamcasting. Now what is dreamcasting, some of you may ask? For the uninitiated, dreamcasting is where I share who would be my ideal picks to portray the players of my novel in the hypothetical live-action adaptation. This often gets very interesting for me because how I envision the characters in my head while writing the characters and the actors portraying them can sometimes be vastly different and it sort of creates a sister universe of my own source material. That will probably make sense to absolutely no one else except a fellow storyteller. In any event, let’s proceed.


sacha m'baye

meet the players by clicking here…….


Being Mary Jane



All right, I realize I’m going to catch heat for this but you all know me, I have to keep it 100, 24/7 365.

I’m watching the season finale of BET’s original series Being Mary Jane and assuming this train wreck returns for a second season, I certainly won’t be back.

I had misgivings about this show from the start, mainly because it’s on BET, the network that claims to be for black people but secretly hates black people and works to do the work of destroying us on levels that only Klan could dream of.

If you need any more reason to hate this network, simply google the discrimination lawsuit between BET and B. Scott.

The only reason I gave this show a shot and watched it through the entire season is because of my adoration of Gabrielle Union. She’s an extraordinary talent and her longevity in the business is a testament to what an amazing actress she is.

You all know my commitment to marginalized media and often I’m usually more patient sometimes with shows and movies than I normally would be.

For that matter, the rest of the cast is first rate. However I can’t say the same for the writing and storylines.Being Mary Jane is another example of Black Woman Pain Porn that rivals the tripe of anything from the Tyler Perry/Lee Daniels ouevre.

Despite being a successful national tv news personality, Mary Jane Paul is a miserable woman who leads a miserable life. Despite being from an affluent family, one wouldn’t know it given that MJ finances her niece who keeps having kid after kid and her brother who is a recovering addict. Her mother is the definition of passive aggressive and MJ’s father just can’t wait for her to die, as we’re reminded in every recap.

I haven’t even covered the fuckery of MJ stealing the sperm of one lover and her having an adulterous affair with another lover and playing as the quintessential home-wrecker. The less said about MJ’s speech to a women’s luncheon on how being a mistress and second best will get you places, the better.

The biggest problems is that these characters are not sympathetic and are absolutely horrid. I get flawed and complicated characters but this show plays into yet another deplorable attack on the image of black people by a white supremacist network.

What’s even more tragic is this show is such a missed opportunity in terms of storytelling and representing black women and other women of color as something other than a train wreck.

Coming Soon: West of Sunset


I’m baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!!!

Mark your calendars, my second novel, West of Sunset, is scheduled to drop on April 30, 2014.

My sophomore title will be released through Parker Publishing and will be available in both print and digital. Words cannot properly convey the excitement.

“I recalled some sage I once received from two friends, seraphim. They confirmed that the old saying was true. If you ever want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.”

For Brecken Everett, there’s never a dull moment. When he’s not dealing with a demanding course load and honing his magic as top student at Lightmage University, he’s working as a private investigator and using his skills to protect the innocent from the darkest forces. In two action-packed adventures, Breck demonstrates that outnumbered and outgunned is when he’s at his best:

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