I see the world as a magical place. Therefore, it was only natural that magic wafted from my fiction like smoke.

I think speculative fiction has fewer unspoken prerequisites than literary fiction for writers of color.

I would try to write 'realistic' fiction, and someone would fly, or there would be a black hole full of demons or a girl who attracted frogs.

I love ocean life. I'm fascinated that so much of it remains unexplored by human beings. Diluted seawater consisted of nearly the same concentration of elements and minerals as blood plasma. They've got the same amount of sodium, too.

I go to the ocean to calm down, to reconnect with the creator, to just be happy.

Feet away, Professor Dema stood, carrying a large gunlike weapon with both her hands and a snarl on her lips. This was not the way final exams were supposed to go.