“Sasquatches, demonic Tinker Bells, purple hippos wearing party hats; they were all real now.” (p.167) Auntie Mryss, cousin of Scotch’s white Jamaican dad, has been waiting for the End Times – looks like maybe they’re here and somehow related to the tarry growths inching along Scotch’s chocolate brown skin. Hopkinson’s comments on “Noticing Race” are … Continue reading The Chaos, by Nalo Hopkinson (book review) – myth to reality on city streets