Yeah. I know it looks a little strange, sometimes.
Looks a little strange to people when a black author (me! Nadine) pulls out a book she’s written and the person or people on the front cover are another color, or other colors, besides black.
(Black. As in, one of the terms many of us use to help describe one category of something we call “race.” But to literally speak of color, I’m not black. I’m tan, or something close to it, and when I’m embarrassed, I’m pink. Or, my face is pinker than usual, at least.)
People have asked me before about the ethnicities and skin tones of my fictional characters. To that I must say that I, an African American woman, have come across a good variety of people in the few decades I’ve been around on earth. Because human beings come in a variety of colors, and I aim to write about a variety of human beings, the people I write about will continue to come in a variety of colors.
It’s a part of my acknowledgment of the beauty of humanity.
Just so you know. 🙂