No one ever wanted me to share my stories because they thought they were too weird. In their defense, SciFi and Fantasy just weren’t cool for black folks, especially in Detroit. In my late thirties, I was rear-ended by a truck. I just remember seeing the oncoming semi in my rearview mirror and thinking “that truck is not stopping.” I suffered whiplash and a horrible concussion. It seems that I lost my memory and it took my body time to heal. When I came out of all of that, I just made a choice to live my life to the fullest. I dusted off my stories and started to REALLY focus on my writing. It took me a while but I slowly began to build my writing career by taking classes and joining professional organizations like Romance Writers of America. At that point, I became free and I didn’t much care what family thought. Now, I just write what I love. I enjoy it and my family has come to accept what I write even if they refuse to read it.
Alicia McCalla on "Paranormal Wednesday" at The Paranormal Blog, February 26, 2014