Ann Aguirre
Ann Aguirre
Ann Aguirre is an American author of speculative fiction. She writes urban fantasy, romantic science fiction, apocalyptic paranormal romance, paranormal romantic suspense, and post-apocalyptic dystopian young-adult fiction...
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CountryUnited States of America
cutting world razors
The whole world is like Whitewall's razors I burst out. It cuts us, and we bleed but there's no purpose to it.
fields steps razors
But it was like a dance across a field strewn with razors, and I bled with every step I took.
characters immerse
I immerse myself in everything I write; I feel what my characters do. I suffer with them. I cry as I type, sometimes to the point that I can't see the screen.
call demand respected sf
I had a respected SF writer call me 'girlie' and demand that I get him a coffee, before the panel we were on together.
afraid career excluded held
I've held my silence when I probably shouldn't have. But I was in the minority, a woman writing SF, and I was afraid of career backlash. I was afraid of being excluded or losing opportunities if I didn't play nice.
course inclusive jewish korean lesbian supporting three tried wrote
I've tried to be inclusive in my '2B' series. Over the course of three books, I wrote African-American characters, a paraplegic character, gay and lesbian characters, a bisexual, Jewish heroine, a multiracial hero, Korean and Chinese-American characters, and a multiracial supporting character.
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My life experiences are different than the average person because I've spent the last 10 years living in Mexico. I generally don't know what's going on in America, and when I do visit for work, I'm often interrogated about my life choices by random strangers.
acceptable less
I am a woman. I write SF. And it's not acceptable to treat me as anything less than an equal. I won't stand for it.
aware broader since stories
Since becoming aware of the need to be inclusive, I've tried to make my stories broader and more representative of our world.
fighting men who-i-am
He’s worth fighting for, but I won’t change who I am for any man. No more than he should alter himself to suit me.
effort dying
Dying isn’t like living; it requires no effort at all.
infinite solace single-word
His reply offers infinite solace in a single word. Always.
cutting fighting hands
I admired Stalkers style. He was incredibly fast using two small blades strapped to the backs of his hands. Slash slash slash. Fighting him you wouldn’t die of one great wound but instead bleed out slowly surprised to find yourself weak and dying after a thousand cuts.
had-enough enough
I'm Sirantha Jax, and I have had enough.