Monday, March 30, 2009

Run Tell That!


I had to come out from under my rock to let you know that my characters haven't killed me (although I often find their motives suspect) and to share a few reads that you may want to dig into. Me, I can't partake just yet but I hope to in the nearer, warmer, work free future.

Have I mentioned that I have tons of respect for self-published authors? YES I DO! 'cause they have to be the butcher, the baker and the candlestick maker - you get my meaning?

A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of attending the book launch gathering for self-published Jacquie Bamberg-Moore's new book; The House on Monroe Street. She had a wonderful turn out. The prologue is sure to rattle you..



I spent my Sunday morning trolling through the stacks of books at The Strand and was happy to find that Rita Dove has a new book of poetry, Sonata Mullaticca: Poems and Paule Marshall has a memoir entitled Triangular Road: A Memoir

A few years ago I fell in love with a novel called Quakertown, written by Lee Martin. He's written others since then, and I can't tell you why I haven't read them (that is now on my very, long to-do-list) but he also has a new one called, River of Heaven.

Oh, what did I buy at the Strand on Sunday??

The Soloist, Steve Lopez
Crumbs from the Table of Joy and other plays, Lynn Nottage
Breath, Eyes, Memory, Edwidge Danticat

OK, well I'm going back under my rock.

Pray for me ya'll....












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  • Thursday, March 12, 2009

    Moon Rat dishes the dirt!

    Finally, FINALLY -- someone in and of the publishing world and of the CAUCASIAN PERSUASION - speaks out on racism in publishing. Read it here. Talk amongst yourselves, but please let me know what you think.






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  • Tuesday, March 10, 2009

    These memories, these people, these writers, they linger...

    In honor of Women's History Month Carleen Brice has put together a list on her White Folks Welcome blog entitled Memorable Female Characters. I'm proud to say that my child, you know the hooker with the heart of gold - made that list.

    I've added my own memorable female characters to that list and I encourage you to visit and add your own.

    What I'd like to do today in honor of those women in and of literature that rock my world, is share with you two stories about two female authors who made a difference in my writing life.

    Many, many moons ago I went to see and hear author, J. California Cooper. I had never attended a book signing. Ms. Cooper was my first. She was appearing at the now closed Nkiru Bookstore in the park slope section of Brooklyn. I crammed in alongside her other admirers; my well read and worn copy of her novel FAMILY clutched to my chest and waited for the moment when the woman whose story had brought me to tears while I stood in the Fulton Street train station, waiting for the uptown #4 train...during morning rush hour no less.

    She was short and slight in build, but her spirit was as bright as a thousand watt bulb. She was funny as all get out and then she said something that made me pause. She said that her stories where brought to her by guides and that sometimes those guides went away for a spell and she had to wait for them to return before she could finish the story. She said that the trees spoke to her, as well as the flowers.

    I looked at the faces around me. Some people had that star struck look, while others had that "she done lost her mind look" and then there were the people who had the same expression I wore - OH SHIT, ITS NOT JUST ME.

    A few years later I sent Ms. Cooper a letter, expressing my love and respect for her stories. I went on to tell her that I was an aspiring writer. Do you know that woman called me up? I came home to find a message from her on my answering machine. I must have played that message a million times. A few more years passed and our paths crossed yet again. She and I were guests on a literary cruise. I told her about my letter and her gracious and wonderful reply. I thanked her wit a big hug and kiss. More years passed and I was honored to be asked to blurb her 2006 novel, Some Place, Some Other People.

    Life is amazing ain't it?

    March 24th Ms. Cooper's newest masterpiece will be released:



    The second writer I had the honor of meeting was Diane McKinney Whetstone. Tumbling had just been published. Me and friend went to see her at the Barnes & Noble on Astor Place. I remember that it was raining and that Diane was wearing a plaid jacket that she kept tugging on. She was nervous. There were only about four people there to see her. She talked about her husband and her twins, the process of writing and the process of getting published. At the end she offered to sign our books. I told her that I had written a novel which I was having no success with selling. She told me to keep at it and then she inscribed her book with these words: "Keep writing, the world needs your voice."

    Do you know what that meant to me? THE WORLD ...and so I pay those words forward every chance I get.

    Diane honored me with a blurb for Sugar.

    Don't life just curl your toes?














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  • Monday, March 09, 2009

    My child...the hooker with the heart of gold



    21 years ago I gave birth to my daughter, R'yane Azsa.

    About a year or so later I gave birth to my second child, another girl who arrived in the form of a book. I named her Sugar.

    I carried R'yane in my womb. Sugar in my soul.

    R'yane spilled out drenched in amniotic fluid, Sugar spilled out in words.

    In January 2010 Sugar will celebrate her 10th birthday (being published). With more than 100K copies in print, it's a heart thumping achievment.

    How will I mark this very, special occasion? Well a party is certainly in order, complete with confetti, balloons, champagne and live music.

    She's older and wiser - the world has seen some significant changes during this decade so I'd like the publisher to change the cover, replace it with something that has a little more of a universal appeal ...if you know what I mean. *wink*





    I'd also like SUGAR to get what she deserves, which is a chance to strut her stuff across the screen (big or small) She's always been movie material in my mind.

    I guess I want what most parents want for their children -- EVERYTHING...










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  • Saturday, March 07, 2009

    Colored, Cut and Coiffed...Hair part II




    That's Fanta in the pictures. She is from West Africa. She started my locs umpteen years ago and still maintains them today.

    She was finishing up a client when I walked in, the woman paid her and said, Thank you Dr. Fanta. She went on to tell me that she doesn't tell people she's going to get her hair done, she tells them that she is going to the DOCTOR!

    Fanta has magic fingers when it comes to twists and locs.

    You know hair is a very funny thing. You can't just let everybody and anybody get all up in it. I remember I had a girl cut my my hair some years back, just because I was too lazy to travel to Queens where Fanta has her shop. Well, it was like someone poured weed killer on my locs. They became excessively dry, and just stopped growing. I tried everything and then I went back to Fanta - she clipped, washed and twisted them and set me on my way. I know hair is dead, but after she worked with it, it took on a new life and started growing like...well...weeds.

    Your hair is like a sponge for energy. Often people will cut their hair off after the dissolution of a bad relationship or after they've over come a bad patch in their lives -- I think it's the best thing. You don't want to carry that negative energy into the new phase of your life.








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  • Friday, March 06, 2009

    Hair



    A few weeks back when the "25 Random Things About Me" was circulating on Facebook like wild fire (great fun btw) I began mine with: I have a love hate relationship with my butt.

    Looking back I should have started with: I have a love hate relationship with my hair. My butt should have held second place. Its been with me longer. I was born bald. And from the way things are going, it looks like I may die that way too.

    Sometimes I love my hair -- I mean LOVE my hair -- and then other days I can't stand it. I whine that its too thin - and it is. I have very, fine, silky hair. Blame that on my paternal grandmother. My daughter has inherited the same type of hair (sorry R'yane)

    My mother has always had a head full of thick, gorgeous hair. She inherited it from her mother who got it from her mother. My sister has this type of hair and so does her daughter.

    As I've gotten older, my hair has gotten thinner. My hairdresser is forever combining my locs. My fear is that in a few years I will have one thin, doody-loc hanging from the side of my head. Yeah, you read it correctly - THE SIDE cause I have male pattern baldness issues too - Thanks dad!

    I've had my locks for 12 or 13 years now..I think. I've lost count. I've been toying with the idea of cutting them off and starting anew. But what would I do in between time? Maybe a curly weave. The last time I had a weave was in 1990. I'm sure advancements have been made in weavology, right?

    Today, I'm going to get my hair done. I have three colors going on right now: dark roots, Clairol #35 in the middle, and a sun-kissed bronze thing happening on the ends.

    I looked a pic of myself from 2006 taken a few weeks after I had about six inches cut off. I think I might be ready to do it again. I dunno, everything changes when I sit down in that damn chair.

    Stay tuned.....


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  • Monday, March 02, 2009

    The Madness of March

    It started with a news report..and then the flakes began to fall...



    I watched for hours....





    I woke up this morning to this.....i'm still in my pajamas...i can't seem to bring myself to shovel




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  • Sunday, March 01, 2009

    Happy Women's History Month

    Women’s History Month is like Black History Month to me — I celebrate both all year long. I love being Black and simply adore being a woman. I’ve been influenced by so many women, many of whom are my own family members. Of course as a writer, my greatest influences have been Toni Morrison, J. California Cooper & Alice Walker.

    We are such magnificent beings, don’t you think?

    In my 2004 novel, Camilla’s Roses, I described how I felt about being a black woman:

    “……black women are women at the very least; magical at their zenith and biblical at the core, being with a black women was a s sacred as dousing oneself in holy water.”


    So biggup to all of my sisters out there!

    Take this month to embrace your maginificent, amazing selves and those magnificent, amazing women who inspire you.


     



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