I Write with Love

My love of horror goes deep and being Black and Mexican and queer, seeing characters who look like me or who have similar backgrounds to mine was always a challenge. It was a struggle and journey to find authors and filmmakers and media in general that I could connect with on an identity level. And for me reading books and stories, watching films, and experiencing art and music has always been about finding a connection on multiple levels not just emotion, but identity, experience, and culture.

So I CHOOSE to write fiction that is diverse, multicultural, multiracial, multi-ethnic, Queer, gender fluid, and complex. I want to share my horror stories, fantasy tales, Sci-Fi dreams, and wild, mysterious adventures with the world especially those fans like myself who search high and low, far and wide, for media that connects with their identity and culture.

Check out some of my diverse horror below:


Clouds: Poetry

To check out the drawing by my friend Chris that inspired this story click HERE.

A Tale of Storms and Shadows


Tei’Mele rushed past the thick trees, trying to get free
He did not look back, fearing it would be there
His brown skin covered in goosebumps, he could not see
The thick branch hanging ahead, knocking him square
He fell to the dirt, a loud howl, out of control
The monster, the beast that was searching for his soul

The beast growled in the darkness fear starting to form
Tei’Mele sat straight up, the wind knocked out of his lungs
Tei’Mele’s heart racing; his mind was in a storm
He struggled to ready himself, his courage flung
The monster with sharp teeth and pointy claws jumped out
Tei’Mele was so terrified, he let out a shout

The monster was ready to bite, hungry and mean
Tei’Mele could feel it’s deadly breath, evil and hot
It was the most frightening thing that he had seen
Escaping the monster filled Tei’Mele’s every thought
Tei’Mele waved his hands and the beast froze in the air
His eyes glazed purple and gray clouds began to flare

The monster roared, then disappeared
The gray clouds swarming far and near
Tei’Mele found power he never knew he had

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New Novella Serials

Hello! I have begun writing two new free novella series one which is Urban Fantasy and one that is a Space Western. Urban Fantasy to me is a story where the city is as much of a character as any person in the story; for me this is a very important concept/definition because much of what is considered “contemporary urban fantasy” completely ignores two things in the genre. One being the city as a central point/character of the stfox-in-the-streetfgory (authors will have a setting that is not urban but rather rural which to me makes no sense) and two is the diversity which is present in all major cities in America and even Europe (e.g. New York City, Chicago, LA, Hollywood, London, Paris, etc.). Without both of these points present I do not consider these stories Urban Fiction.

This mistake comes along when writers are struggling to classify their stories. I love many different genres and I enjoy writing in genres that mix or cross, so I don’t get upset when novels that are more Paranormal Romance end up in the Urban Fantasy section, but as a writer who believes that reading is the way to improve ones own writing, it can be annoying when reading a specific genre, like Urban Fantasy only to discover that the book you thought you were reading to improve your skills in writing Urban Fantasy stories is actually of no particularsouthwest-design-1-23441281361702fVXrrular help in that specific genre. But that is all just my own opinion.

My Space Western novel came along as a new character began speaking to me. His name is Micquel and I couldn’t get him out of my head so I sat down and started writing. He explained to me that he was a decedent of scientists from Earth who traveled to Mars to help finish terraforming the planet before they lost contact with Earth and were forced to survive on Mars. The planet was survivable but the scientists on Mars lost contact with Earth before it could be industrialized which forced the surviving scientists, engineers, and others to “start from scratch” in terms ohintergrund-tapete-1453k035515V58f innovation and technology. Which brings in the Western aspect of the novella, much of the towns and cities on Mars are mining towns and other labor centered jobs, with few vehicles and minor technology. It’s like the Old West on Mars. It’s been fun writing both of these series and I have decided to post each part/chapter on my blog.

ce-space-scene-1 I will be “releasing” (posting) each chapter as a serialized season. Each season will consist of a certain amount of episodes and each episode will consist of a certain number of chapters. Be on the look out later in the week for the first episode and chapter of each story! I hope you all enjoy!

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Poetry & Music: Soneto Cinco, Cuatro, y Cinco

I love music; when I write, I like to escape into the sounds of melodies and harmonies and bass, like a soundtrack to my stories and poetry. One artist who has recently inspired me is Carla Morrison, a Mexican indie-pop singer, songwriter, and composer. Her music and voice are beautiful and stirring. They provoke deep thought and emotion. I have written a sonnet inspired by her song Disfruto..

She Waits: A Soneto Cinco, Cuatro, y Cinco

Mari waited in the shadows
Knowing she might meet the gallows
But she was not afraid at all
She came to far to let it fall
Her heart was no longer hallow

And it was all because of her
Celia made Mari secure
She saved Mari from her dark past
A life she feared would always last

No one in their town understood
Mari did not expect they could
And now she waited in the night
For her love to swoop in and fight
The rejection she hoped she would…

*Soneto Cinco, Cuatro y Cinco: a 14 line poem based on the Spanish Quintain and each stanza normally follows the rhyme scheme, except to keep it in conformance of the sonnet, the middle stanza consists only of two rhyming couplets. Here is the rhyme scheme: aabba ccdd eeffe or abbaa ccdd effee. Each line has 8 syllables.

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Throwback Thursday: Poetry Edition

I wrote this poem at the end of last year for an amazing website that I write for called, Collected Young Minds. The mission of Collected Young Minds is to give young minds “the opportunity to think, discuss, and engage on issues and topics that affect the world they live in. Through communication mediums – blogging, microblogging, videoblogging, photoblogging – young minds will tell their stories and share their views on national and local politics, spoken, visual, and written arts, music, sports, film, and television entertainment, businesses, and causes. Collected Young Minds will give young minds a forum for their voices to be heard and shared, to collect their thoughts in a structured way, to be used for inspiration and action in their communities.”

I hope you enjoy!

I Pray

I say a prayer every night
A prayer from deep in my soul
Asking that the world becomes whole
I pray that love will win the fight

I pray for you; the one that spits in my face as you call me vicious names
I pray for her; the one always by my side, cleaning up my bruised and bloody face
I pray for them; those who remain silent and ignorant to injustice and oppression
I pray for him; the one that is afraid to trust and love; I extend my hand in peace
I pray for the poor, the rich, and the broken, the lost and the lonely, for those with no love and those with abundant love
I pray a lot; I pray for peace and joy and love and protection, for everyone

Asking that the world becomes whole
I pray that love will win the fight
I say a prayer every night
A prayer from deep in my soul

I don’t want you to hurt or cry or bleed in pain; I want you to find peace within
I don’t want her to go unappreciated for all of the kindness and strength she brings to the world
I don’t want them to go cold or hungry or thirsty or ignorant to the wondrous joys the world has to share
I don’t want him to grow bitter or spiteful or wrathful or become lost in suffering because there is so much more beauty in the world
I want more music and singing; more dancing and praising; more hugging and sharing; more laughing and smiling and acceptance
I want everyone to know what love is. I want everyone to want to share their love with each other and themselves

Love God with all your heart and soul. And love your neighbor as you love yourself.
                                                                          That is what I pray for, every single night.

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New Blog, New Adventures!!!

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So after the success and fun I had writing my 365 Days of Creativity blog in 2015, I have decided to continue with my creative writing adventures with a new blog titled fiction. art. music. which will not be as busy as my last blog which I wrote a post every single day for an entire year but will be a blog that I will write on as I am inspired. Writing everyday was a lot of fun and a lot of work and now that I know I can do it, I am ready to challenge myself to create more. This blog will consist of short stories, poetry, photographs, film, videos, music, paintings, drawings, artwork and any other work that I feel inspired to share.

I will set some rules for myself, first one being that I must post at least twice per week. Also, I will not be writing on weekends, this will force me to keep a writing/creating schedule that can go along with my work schedule.

I hope you all enjoy!

I choose to be the change I want to see in the world.

Copyright © 2016 by Nilo D. Thomas

All rights reserved. No part of these stories or poems may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author.

These are works of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.