Thursday, May 31, 2007

Pajama Chat


Okay girls and boys, put on your jammies and fuzzy slippers and get cozy. The Pajama Gardener has a treat for you: our first Pajama Chat! Author Elyse Singleton has stopped by to answer a few questions. Elyse is author of THIS SIDE OF THE SKY, one of my favorite novels.
A brief description:
In her funny, moving, and ambitious debut, Elyse Singleton introduces us to two inseparable and hard-minded idealists. Young Lilian endures the tribulations of Nadir, Mississippi, on the purity of her faith in people and her growing belief in herself. Her best friend, Myraleen, gets by on her sharp tongue and her unwillingness to give in -- and perhaps because Lilian is always with her.

In this lifelong story, Lilian and Myraleen struggle through dramatically changing times: From the stark realities of life in rural Mississippi, through the different sort of racism they find in workaday Philadelphia and France during World War II. For these women, the road to maturity in the messy American century is long and ragged. Along the way, Myraleen falls for a Tuskegee flier and Lilian for a German prisoner of war. And each time they reassert their oldest ideals, everything they believe in is tested again -- most of all what love requires in such a world.
Now to our Pajama Chat....
Pajama Gardener: I'm a huge fan of your novel, THIS SIDE OF THE SKY (it even shows up in my novel when someone recommends it!). It's a story of two women (Lilian and Myraleen) who are friends before, during and after WWII. Where did the idea come from for you to tell this story?

Elyse Singleton: Thank you. And I appreciate the mention in your own fantastic novel. The idea first mentally materialized as the story of two friends. At some point after that I decided to set it during the war because I had always been fascinated with that time in history.PG: You seem to have a real affinity for people from that generation. Why do you think that is?
ES: I was raised by my grandmother and around old folks. So familiarity is a factor.Many of that generation, or course not all, were impressive human beings. And, admittedly, whom we define as impressive is defined by our ego's worldview. My ego's worldview sees the best of that generation as being progressive without being decadent. Most folks had merely high school educations, but a high school education was quite different than it is now. And it meant that one knew the fundamentals of history and other essential subjects. Thus many of gen-WWII were quietly worldly and intelligent whether college-educated or not.
PG: I agree with you. I just spent some time with my grandparents and a great-aunt and great-uncle and the stories they shared and the lives they led are amazing!
ES: Also, I am socially conservative and politically liberal, which means that I would make a good Canadian nun. I am completely out of step with America, where it is currently okay for ten-year-old girls to run around wearing hooker outfits, but God forbid that they should be guaranteed health insurance. But then I guess I should not be so close-minded. There is another side. It is more popular to be sexy than healthy, especially at ten when you have got only ten more good years ahead of you before you're thinking Botox. Oh well, I guess they should shake it before it shakes on its on; perhaps I was just being an anachronistic fool. And gambling casinos are opening up all over like an overheated man's pores. Here in Chicago, where I am visiting, there may be a legal casino eventually if a new bill passes in the state legislature. One could say that will breed crime, prostitution, and addiction. But on the other hand it would be so sad if the people of this great city ran out of trouble to get into. Clearly there is not enough crime, prostitution, and addiction here already, and compassionate individuals are trying to address that problem. In fact, as caring Coloradans, Carleen, we should help. We should send any of our extra criminals here to assist, in acknowledgment of that fact that the Illinois legislature is working so humanely and so hard to build its own ample reserve of villainy and human suffering . . . And that was a long, painful way of telling you why I have more respect for many people of the 40s.
PG: The characters live in Nadir, Mississippi, which hints at the wonderful humor in your book (as do your answers here!). How do you write such funny scenes?
ES: Interesting that you should ask. I offer a workshop on humor. There are ways it can be consciously created. However, I believe humor is partly inherited from one's environment. My mother and grandmother were funny people. So my humor often is automatic. But with the label Nadir I purposely wink at the reader about the town's lack of desirability while coming up with a fictional name. Actually, my mother didn't think I was particularly funny. When I told her I was offering the workshop, she said, "I know we kid around. But you're not like Richard Pryor or anything." She was a fan of Lenny Bruce, Richard Pryor, Moms Mabley, and Woody Allen. So her standards were pretty high. And growing up hearing comics on TV and tape likely contributed to my sense of wit, too.
PG: Lilian and Myraleen seem both utterly of their time and very modern, like the reader can imagine sitting down for coffee and pie with them. Maybe it's because they are such flesh-and-blood, vital women. Are they based on anyone in your life?

ES: More than anything, the characters represent parts of my personality split off and reprocessed for fiction. The one character inspired by an actual person is Toby, the little boy who drives the German soldiers to his uncle's farm. A dear friend's father grew up in Louisiana during the war, and he had that experience and shared it with me.
PG: THIS SIDE OF THE SKY was a successful debut novel. What was the experience like for you? Writers fantasize about that moment when their brainchild is born. Was it what you expected? What advice would you offer a first-time novelist?

ES: It was rewarding in some surprising ways. Social and professional rewards emerged that I never would have expected. The reception from readers was remarkable. The novel's commercial performance was unremarkable. I hoped that it would change my life--make me more financially secure--and it did not. I would tell new novelists what I would have attempted to tell you, but your own wisdom preempted the need: keep writing. Follow the first with a second as soon as possible. And unless you have a powerful publicity machine behind you, take responsibility for your own promotion and success. There are lots of books and classes that will tell you how.
PG: I know you teach writing workshops. What's the best writing tip anyone ever gave you?
ES: GOOD QUESTION! I had to really think. Actually, I have said to consider failure and adversity built-in, nothing personal and the cost of doing business. Of course there are going to be those who are critical of your writing. But just keep writing because ultimately the whole that is the result is greater than the part that is the pain.
PG: What do you like to read? Who are your favorite writers? I have lots of favorites. Currently I am reading a series of books by David Sedaris (NAKED; ME TALK PRETTY ONE DAY; DRESS YOUR FAMILY IN CORDUROY AND DENIM--talk about funny!). And I have been reading Alexander McCall Smith's NO. 1 LADIES DETECTIVE AGENCY series set in Botswana. It's a delight: intelligent yet soothing. I like Alice Walker; Edwidge Danticat; Anne Tyler; Carson McCullers, etc.

PG: What's next for you?

ES: I am working on my second book, and it is not as easy as I thought it would be. Please ask your readers to send their good wishes and prayers.

PG: It’s never as easy as we think it’ll be! To paraphrase a Toni Morrison quote I read: “Women write like they have babies. If they knew what it was like going in, they’d never do it.” So you have my good wishes and prayers, and I know whoever might read this also wishes you well. Anyone who reads THIS SIDE OF THE SKY will wish you well because they’ll be like me: eager to read your next work!

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

And the winner is...


The advance reader's copy (galley) of Orange Mint and Honey is in production, and this is the photo (taken by Marilyn Eudaly) that will go on the back cover.

Monday, May 28, 2007

USS Anne Arundel


This is the ship that took my grandfather to North Africa.

Remembering the Sweet 16

Sixteen young black men from Omaha fought together in World War II.
They called them the Sweet 16. All of them came home.
My grandfather was one of the last two.
Richard Headley is the last living member of the Sweet 16.


My grandfather was a Quartermaster in the 530th Battalion.
He participated in 4 major campaigns, including the invasion of France.

Saturday, May 26, 2007

What a spectacular day!

Weeded and mulched.
Ate and drank.
Lounged in the hammock.

The weather is fabulous. I've got a wonderful husband and wonderful friends.
My life is full. My heart is full.
Thanks everybody for a great birthday!

Friday, May 25, 2007

Sugar blues

Wanna hear something sad? I can't even eat my own birthday cake. Low-sugar, schmo-sugar! I had the tiniest slice after a turkey sandwich today with a little milk and it made me instantly sick. It goes right to my head and stomach like booze. But only the un-fun part: no giddiness, no giggling. Just instant hangover. Guess it's official: I'm off sugar.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Best damn birthday cake ever!



In December I went off sugar. Everyone wanted to know for how long, so I decided until my birthday...which is Saturday. Between December and now, I've had 2 regular Cokes and 2 regular cookies (it was work; I was testing recipes for my book) and a few bites of fruitcake (it's a hubby/Grandmama thing...you wouldn't understand).

Today, I made myself a low-sugar chocolate birthday cake and good grief was it sweet! It was tasty and I immediately wanted MORE so I stuck it in the freezer until Saturday. But now I feel a little sick. This recipe is less than 1/2 the sugar in my usual chocolate cake recipe, but next time I'll use even less sugar. Give it a try:

1 stick butter
1/2 cup + 2 tablespoons Splenda sugar blend (too sweet for me!-could be cut to 1/3 cup)
1 packet (about 1/4 cup) baby food prunes
2 teaspoons vanilla
2 eggs
2/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
½ teaspoon salt
1 cup organic whole wheat pastry flour (bulk from Whole Foods)
1 cup white flour
3/4 cup water
1 airport bottle (about 1/4 cup) coffee liqueur (or eliminate liqueur and increase water to 1 cup)
2/3 cup 73% cacoa Dagoba choco chips (I'll cut these, next time.)

Frosting:
3/4 cup Splenda sugar blend (Will cut to 1/2 cup next time.)
1/3 cup cocoa
1/2 stick butter
3 tablespoons brewed coffee
1 teaspoon vanilla

For decoration:
1 cup chopped walnuts

This is a one bowl cake. Cream the sugar and butter together. Add the eggs, vanilla and baby food prunes and beat until smooth. Add the cocoa, baking powder, salt, baking soda and whole wheat flour, blend. Add the white flour, water and coffee liqueur, blend. Fold in chips. Bake in greased and floured cake pan(s) for 20 minutes or so at 350 (my oven runs hot, so cook until a toothpick comes out clean). Cool on a rack. Frost the bottom layer and cover with 1/2 cup chopped walnuts. Cover with 2nd layer and frost just the top and sprinkle with remaining walnuts. (There's not enough frosting to cover the sides--a way to cut down on sugar, don't you know.)

Snow, then and now

Snow in winter.
Snow-in-summer.


Though, it's hard to believe this is summer. For the past few years, May, especially Memorial Day Weekend, is chilly and rainy. Every year I get hopeful and think maybe we'll have a mild summer that won't fry the garden. Not this year. This year I know June and July will have weeks on end with temps in the 90s. But August will be lovely. That is, if history is repeated.


Sunday, May 20, 2007

Must they all be Mister?

Recently, I was interviewed for the Q&A that will go in the reader’s guide for Orange Mint and Honey. The interviewer was great, with really interesting questions about why I made the choices I made in the story. One of the questions was: Was it a political choice for me to make Oliver (the young love interest) a good guy? I answered as I did with most of the questions about the characters: It wasn’t a choice. That’s just who Oliver is.

A week later my critique group (which is quite diverse, though I’m the only black person) looked at the first 78 pages of my next novel. One of the comments was that the 2 husbands (who are both black, while one of the wives is white) seemed “too nice.” Now, admittedly both these guys aren’t fleshed out enough. It was a quick first draft and I ran out of time to devote to make them more dimensional. But, they’re still going to be good men. One of the women in the group (a Latina) gave my pages to a couple of her African American girlfriends and reported that they said if such men existed they wanted to meet them.

Has it really come to a point when people don’t believe that nice (not saintly) black men actually exist? When a writer has to justify good black men as characters? If so, now it is a political choice for me to write about good black men. And let me make it clear that I don’t mean as role models for real men, but to model the reality that I know. There are lots of wonderful black men out there and they can’t be all just in my family!

Pearl Cleage's books are filled with stand-up black men...I wonder if anybody asked her why.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Chapter Two

I just posted Chapter Two of Orange Mint and Honey to my website. Check it out!

Wake up and smell the...


...roses
These yellow roses (Baby Love, planted in honor of Lovie) perfume the air by our front door.


...coffee
One Heart Dancing has posted a lovely ode to coffee, or as I like to call it: writing juice. I'm still on mostly decaf, but I can tell the difference when I add some of the real stuff. Slowly, but surely, the Dark Lord calls. No, not that Dark Lord. As of this writing, he still has 611 days, 11 hours and 34 minutes. And, no, not that Dark Lord either. For him, we have to wait until 7/21.

Saturday, May 12, 2007

PMS--the good kind

From writer Mat Johnson's site comes this call for submissions from Honorée Fanonne Jeffers:

Dear Folks: I am guest-editing a special black women's issue of the journal PMS: Poetry, Memoir and Story, to be published in Spring 2008. The issue will feature poems, stories and memoirs by black women writers, both established and emerging. In case you haven't heard about PMS, it's a great little journal with (a funny name!) dedicated to all women's literature, edited by Linda Frost, and published out of University of Alabama at Birmingham. PMS is pretty unpretentious, but despite that, in just seven short years, PMS has published such writers as Ruth Stone, Carly Sachs, Remica L. Bingham, Allison Joseph, and Natasha Trethewey. And the journal has received several accolades as well: A reading “pick” by the Small Press Review; poems included in Best American Poetry 2003 and 2004; a story included in New Stories from the South 2005; memoirs included in Best American Essays 2005 and 2007; and a memoir included in The Best Creative Nonfiction 2007. In addition, work from PMS has also received special mention for the 2005 Pushcart Prize and work has been included on former U.S. Poet Laureate Ted Kooser's online weekly column, American Life in Poetry. If you identify as a black (or African American) woman and would like to submit work to be considered for this special issue, the deadline is October 1, 2007. Please send up to 5 poems or 15 pages of prose (fiction or memoir) with SASE to: PMS (Black Women Writers’ Issue)University of Alabama at Birmingham Dept. of English, 900 South 13th StreetBirmingham, AL 35294-1260. In addition to sending hard copies of your work to the snail mail address, please ALSO send an electronic copy of your submission (word format) to me at honijeff@aol.com. Take care, and please spread the word!

All best, Honorée Fanonne Jeffers

Friday, May 11, 2007

Hollywood's dubious compliment

I watched the preview of the new show Traveler last night. (It was on after Grey's Anatomy and I was lazy.) The premise was interesting: what happens if you found out your best friend wasn't who you thought? In this case maybe a terrorist or a government operative of some kind. The acting wasn't the greatest and the plot was pretty hole-y. But they really lost me with the arrival of the Helpful Mysterious Black Guy.

I suspect white Hollywood writers and producers think it's a compliment. Look, a black man saves the day! But I'm tired of black characters using mysterious powers to help white people. A quick list of movies with this theme off the top of my head:

The Green Mile
The Legend of Bagger Vance
Bruce Almighty & Evan Almighty (a black man as god is cool, but can't a black god help some black folks?)
Ghost (and more than a few other Whoopi movies)

There are many more. Check out Wikipedia's entry for "the magical Negro" and this list of 13 movies featuring magical black men.

The magical Negro is why I gave a recovering alcoholic a white sponsor in my novel Orange Mint and Honey. As Nona says, "Let the white folks do a little of the spiritual heavy lifting for a change." There is also a magical black woman in my book, but she comes to the aid of another black woman, as sisters do in real life.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Why they call it giving

I just came back from the last day of a somewhat disappointing semester of volunteering for the Denver Public Library's Read Aloud Program. This semester, for some reason, there were many instances in which the teachers "forgot" to tell me or couldn't figure out how to reach me to let me know that the class would be gone on a field trip, out because of parent-teacher meetings, have volunteers from another program in the class, or be unavailable because of something else "special" the teacher had planned. Today, it was the last day of school and they were having a party with parents and brothers and sisters. I barely got a chance to hand out the gift books the library gives to each child at the end of the semester.

Every time it happened I got angry. At first. But then I would think about it and realize these are the only times that this volunteer experience really asks anything of me.

Reading to little kids once a week? Not hard. The kids are adorable, funny and loving. The teachers are wonderful with them and with me. And you want to talk about giving! These women give--their time, their hearts and often their own money. The Read Aloud Program is such an easy way to give a little back that there's no room for complaint when sometimes it doesn't work out. Days like today remind me it's not about me.

Each semester I know I make a difference in at least one child's life. This semester it was with a little boy who went from hating stories to actually requesting them. I helped make someone a reader! The satisfaction of knowing I touched a child's life in a way that could affect him or her forever is remarkable. That I get any more than that from the program (and I do) is the beauty of volunteering. I highly recommend it.

Extraordinary music

Check out Extraordinary Renditions. The new CD from the trio of Dirk Dickson (bass), Ron Bucknam (drums and guitar) and Mike O'Neill (guitar). "It's out of this world, back in this world adventures for ears that have no lids." Very cool music! (And I named one of the songs...#10)
From Ron on CD Baby:
Extraordinary Renditions is a serious trio of improvisers with many years experience together and individually, trying to be true to the impulse to make music on the spot, through grace and skills. The emphasis is not on what hot shot players we are (no slouches in the ranks however), but instead on group listening & interplay. All sonorities, rhythms and approaches are welcomed, but the basic activity is: listen & contribute / listen & hang back.On the first track I am playing what sounds like a guitar. It is a guitar. When you’ve listened to the music you will see that it is not altogether straight forward what is coming at you). On the cuts where you hear drums (me) you are most likely hearing Michael O’Neill on guitar – unless he is playing the percussion part through his guitar synthesizer. At most other times it is difficult for me to listen and tell who is playing what, when. There was no overdubbing. All of the bass playing and engineering is from Dirk Dickson, who you might catch on a jazz gig, playing with a dance company or doing whole shows of solo bass. Michael is involved in projects ranging from playing guitar in a group otherwise comprised of computers, a free improve Flamenco / jazz duo and solo extended guitar performances. I play drums and guitar, but have spent a lot of time in recent years composing for electronics. Check out CD’s by Dirk and me elsewhere on CD Baby.
Enough with the words, we very much hope you enjoy our efforts. Ron Bucknam.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Grandmama

Papa fell in love with her when he was 16. No big mystery why. Isn't she beautiful?
(notice the backing behind the photo)

Still is.
When I was little I used to call her "my M&M"
because her name is Martha Melton (and because I
loved M&Ms).

Friday, May 04, 2007

Cool Cat Billy Melton

On April 24, my grandfather, William Oliver Melton, passed away. He was 85 and had lived a full, joyful life. We, his family and friends all over the country, were sad, but that night we knew they were partying in heaven!

In his obituary he wrote, "Without music life is a mistake."
(Any wonder I married a musician?)

At Papa's house, you could listen to music,

look up at music (This is the ceiling in one of the basement
rooms.),


walk on music,


sit on music,


tell time by music,


party to music (My grandparents once had more than 1,000 people
attend a 24-hour-long party in their one-bathroom house!),


learn about the history of black music in America,


(Grandmama, Count Basie, Papa)
And simply appreciate music and life.

He was one cool cat and oh how I miss him.