What happens when your good intentions are not enough to earn someone’s trust? A reflection on racial caution, the inherited scorecard, and what we owe one another.

I have heard it more than once in more than one country. You are one of the good kind of immigrant. It was always meant kindly. This post is what happened when I started thinking about what it meant.

How do traditions change when their original purpose disappears? I am researching the culture of my dystopian novel Marked and inviting experts to contribute.

It was February 2020. We had just landed in Ireland. I stood in front of the Famine Memorial in Dublin and started reading about Irish history.

I miss Ireland.