MagnifiqueNOIR: Prism Pink
Briana Lawrence and Jessica Walsh write some amazing books! They are having a Kickstarter in October for their newest project and I am in love with the designs. So I had to draw at least one of them. This is Prism Pink.
Look at this amazing fanart of Prism Pink!!!
So one of the things I plan on doing for my new book series is having little comic pages in the book :) They’ll be little illustrated snippets from select scenes in the book.
Enjoy! And don’t forget, you can follow the progress here <3 <3 <3
“Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re not magical.”
Marianna Jacobs is an 18-year-old college student with dreams of being a baker. She often does things by the book and could be considered as the leader of the group. She’s kindhearted and always wants to do what’s best for everyone. As a plus sized girl, she sometimes has moments of being insecure about her weight, but as she progresses as a magical girl, she’s becoming more confident in herself.
Check out the page for more updates on my upcoming book series :)
What does it mean to be magical?
Who decides who is magical?
What does it take to be magical?
Am I magical?Are we?
Welcome, everyone, to the world of “magnifiqueNOIR”, a book series that delves into the lives of a group of extraordinary magical girls who defend the lives of the people around them. Along the way, they face new challenges that may undo everything that they’ve become, but even so, they always work to be the best women they can be.
This page is dedicated to their adventures, adventures that I feel many others can identify with (minus a horrific monster or two, lol), and I hope their stories can make people realize something very important:
You. Are. Magical.
Many thanks to my good friends over at MuseTap Studios for creating this amazing print of the ladies.
There seems to be this idea that poc wanting to create safe spaces for their own people is segregation. No honey, segregation is when you beat my grandfather nearly to death when he entered in a whites only entrance.
Seriously do people not realize what the word “safe” means?
Safe means that you need a place where you don’t feel scared, not “I’m better than you so you go and use that crappy water fountain over there.”
Furthermore, do people think we like the fact that we need to set up safe places when it’s almost 2016? Do they not get how tragic it is to hear stories from our parents and grandparents about how terrible the world was because they were around during actual, legalized segregation? Do they not get how heartbreaking it is to see their faces when they realize that my generation and younger generations are still facing that bullshit today, only now, people can disguise it with “we had the Civil Rights Movement, we’re fine, so stop making it about race.”
Honestly, do people think we want these safe places and black movements to be necessary? More than anyone else we want to be able to say “this stuff is unnecessary, we’re fine.” But guess what? We don’t have the luxury of wearing those blinders.
We can’t afford to.
we are all aware that marriage is only one step on the road to true equality but please do not dismiss how significant the legal right to marriage is, when us federal state and marriage laws guarantee couples over 1200 different legal protections including:
- hospital visitation when there’s been an accident or illness
- the ability to obtain “family” health coverage
- taxation and inheritance rights
- their role as parent of their children and better stability in the lives of their children
- even protection in case the relationship ends
marriage is a big deal. it is not the final deal. but it is something to celebrate [insert ten thousand rainbow and crying emois]
This. I mean I know there’s still work to do and there’s still issues that I face as a person of color and as a lesbian woman but… let me have a moment. Just because I’m celebrating doesn’t mean I forgot about the injustices of the world, but the point of the fight is to accomplish things, and when something gets accomplished it’s worth celebrating.
Just because I’m happy doesn’t mean I’m done fighting.
