Jackson wrote on her blog last month that her health had taken a turn for the worse and that she'd be offline for awhile as a result. Jackson was the author of several African American romances, and had self published several new books.
I'm terribly sad to hear this news. Monica Jackson was one of the most outspoken people I've ever met online. She was not afraid to challenge anyone and anything she disagreed with. She was fearless. When I was drafting a chapter in Beyond Heaving Bosoms, trying to explain the obstacles African American authors faced in romance succinctly, trying to do justice to the topic when the topic could easily have been a book in and of itself, I asked if Monica would be willing to talk to me. She gave me her phone number, and in that conversation, I typed so fast I am amazed I could read my notes. I didn't always agree with Monica, but online and off, I learned a tremendous amount from her.
When I heard that she'd died, I felt like one of the loudest voices had been silenced. My sympathies to her family. May her memory be a blessing.
ETA: Laura Vivanco's tribute is really beautiful. Jackson was one of those “move the needle” people, and I think her presence and her voice made people think differently, or at least reconsider assumptions and expectations. That's a powerful thing to have accomplished, and I am so sorry that she is gone.