I do a lot of talking about supporting authors of color and today I realized that I could be doing more in that department besides being a mouthpiece. After a brief moment of racking my brain it finally came to me: I’m writer but I was a reader first. And this reader is choosing to make her voice heard with her wallet. I’ve been known to spend as much as 50 bucks a month on books. Why not use it to support authors of color?
I’m not asking you to join me in this challenge, gentle reader.
I’m a member of several book clubs on Goodreads but I find that their lists usually consist of classics that I’ve already read or best sellers that I have have no desire to read so I understand if you won’t do this with me.
But I really, REALLY hope you do.
Diversity in literature is so important and I truly believe that only a combined effort will cause a shift in the publishing industry and consumer consumption (how’s that for alliteration?).
If you do choose to join the challenge, you do not have to read the books I’m reading. Just choose 12 authors of color whose books you will read over the course of the year and if you have a blog, Twitter or Facebook page, talk about it. Review it if you feel so inclined. I plan to and I will post those reviews on Amazon, Goodreads and here. I’ll label it with #AOCReadingChallenge2015 so you all can follow along.
So without further ado…
The book I’m reading this month is Half Resurrection Blues by Daniel Jose Older.
“Because I’m an inbetweener—and the only one anyone knows of at that—the dead turn to me when something is askew between them and the living. Usually, it’s something mundane like a suicide gone wrong or someone revived that shouldn’ta been.”
Carlos Delacruz is one of the New York Council of the Dead’s most unusual agents—an inbetweener, partially resurrected from a death he barely recalls suffering, after a life that’s missing from his memory. He thinks he is one of a kind—until he encounters other entities walking the fine line between life and death.
One inbetweener is a sorcerer. He’s summoned a horde of implike ngks capable of eliminating spirits, and they’re spreading through the city like a plague. They’ve already taken out some of NYCOD’s finest, leaving Carlos desperate to stop their master before he opens up the entrada to the Underworld—which would destroy the balance between the living and the dead.
But in uncovering this man’s identity, Carlos confronts the truth of his own life—and death.
Sounds like an amazing read, right? I’m halfway through this book and loving every word of it.