Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Leaving for LaLa Land

Mani? Check. Pedi? Check.
Hair curled? Almost.

Bag packed? Soon as I get the cat out (is that where that saying comes from?).



Music uploaded to MP3? Check. I highly recommend Simone on Simone!! Wonderful reinterpretations of some of Nina's famous songs (especially "Black is the Color of My True Love's Hair") and an original and very touching song called "Child in Me" that speaks of a daughter's loneliness while her mother is away. Another place for good music is Tayari Jones' "rejection correction playlist."

Left to do? Print out pages to take with (rather than my laptop) to get some edits done while I'm gone.

BEA here I come! I'll post a report and pictures when I return. (Be sure to check out the Author Studio Podcasts at the BEA site!)

Monday, May 26, 2008

Sunshine on a cloudy day

Today is cool and cloudy, but I don't mind because the garden is beginning to bloom.



These are shrub roses in the front yard. The red one was here when we moved in. The yellow I planted. It's called Baby Love in honor of my friend Lovie who passed a few years ago.


Front yard blue salvia, which I "rescued" from a vacant lot a few years ago.

Behind it is the 100-foot hedge Hubby planted all by himself!



A little triangle bed in the backyard where I throw all the extra stuff from the front yard (see the salvia?). Because here's something I wish I had known when I started planting 4 or 5 years ago: EVERYTHING that goes to seed will spread...and spread...and spread. There's yarrow here too that's not yet in bloom. And my pink peonies did well this year. This picture also shows Echinacea or purple coneflower (in front of the salvia) not yet in bloom and over on the right is oregano that winters over and is now a wonderful ground cover.


Another shrub rose, I think called "It's a peach." Shrub roses are fairly drought-tolerant and easy maintenance. The garden stone next to is is a b-day gift from my friend Debby. Thanks Debby!

California poppies, fire witch dianthus (the pink) and blue flax.

The irises are beginning.


So is the snow-in-summer in front of them.

This rose is taller than me! It's called Mr. Lincoln and it smells wonderful. There are roses called Westerland, Polar Star, Just Joey, Henry Fonda and Heart of Gold are in a row next to it. They haven't opened yet. Tea roses take a lot more water and care, but there's nothing better than the fragrance of a home-grown rose.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Planting for Peace


I decided my peace garden is going to be a melon and pumpkin patch. I planted cantaloupe, watermelon, and pumpkin seeds. It's just a mound of bare ground now, but I'll post pics once I get some sprouts. I've never tried melons before, but I grew pumpkins a few years ago and they were fun. The only problem? Squirrels! Luckily the little bastards (who were also eating our roses that year!) tried a few pumpkins while they were still green and yucky and gave up on them even when they were orange and yummy.
To get the peace started sooner (it's going to be months before I have any fruit), I also filled some pots with purple petunias, yellow and orange marigolds, red zinnias, a yellow & purple annual called sunsatia mango and some vining flowers called bacopa orange (bacopa is apparently an herb used for memory enhancement. who knew!). This is the most vibrant color combo I've done in a long time. I wanted the peace to be seen from a distance!

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

I heart Book Clubs! - Part II

Last Sunday I had the pleasure of chatting with two book clubs. One was the ladies of "Books over dinner" in Charlotte, NC. They were kind enough to invite me to sit in over the phone and we had a great time. Thanks Jade for recommending my book and putting it together!



The other was the BBB book club here in Denver, hosted by my friend Tanya Fernandez (in the yellow shirt), who went all out!
She found orange mint to plant for a centerpiece!
The menu included meatballs in a honey bbq sauce, ribs (as Stephanie's dad served when Shay went to visit), an orange, mint & red onion salad, orange mint water, mojitos and last but certainly not least creme brules infused with mint and honey. Wow.


As good as the food (which was GREAT) was the discussion. I'm honored, tickled, amazed and humbled by the insights readers are bringing to my novel. Seriously, y'all are thinking of things I never thought of! And that's so cool. Hearing from readers about my work is better than any ranking or review, so thank you all so much!

Monday, May 19, 2008

My First White Friend-Update

Just heard from Patricia Raybon that her wonderful memoir My First White Friend (which I recommended in March) is still available in paperback on Amazon and elsewhere. How did I miss that? Anyway, yay! Now everyone who reads this blog can buy a copy or two. And tell your friends!

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Orange mint recipes

There are recipes in Orange Mint and Honey for orange mint tea and orange mint cookies. But I adapted and tested a couple other recipes that didn't make it into the book.

My recipe for orange mint mojitos has already been posted over at Tayari Jones' blog. She also has recipes for lots of other yummy drink recipes from writers so check it out.

The other recipe that we ran out of space for is:

CHICKEN A L’ORANGE WITH MINT

Because woman can’t live on cookies and drinks alone, here’s a little protein. You can make it even healthier by using skinless chicken and skipping the browning step. Simply season the chicken and bake.

Serves 4-8 people

INGREDIENTS

4-8 pieces of chicken
2 oranges
¼-½ cup flour
1½ teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon paprika
1 teaspoon ground white pepper
1 teaspoon garlic powder
1 cup chicken broth
Canola oil to brown chicken
Fresh mint leaves for garnish



DIRECTIONS

1) Grate rind of 1 orange. Squeeze juice over chicken. Slice the 2nd orange into thin slices and set aside (make sure you have enough slices for each piece of chicken).
2) Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
3) Mix flour and spices.
4) Dredge chicken in flour mixture.
5) Heat oil in skillet and brown the chicken on both sides.
6) Place browned chicken in a cake pan, leaving space between pieces.
7) Sprinkle grated orange rind over chicken.
8) Pour broth around chicken. Put a slice of orange on each piece of chicken.
9) Bake uncovered for 45 minutes or until chicken is done. Sprinkle cooked chicken with fresh mint leaves and let rest for 5 minutes. Serve with rice or roasted potatoes.

Friday, May 16, 2008

10 Questions


Time Magazine has a great feature online. It's called 10 Questions. They allow readers to ask a question of someone like Toni Morrison and then ask her 10 of the questions on camera and post the interview. You have to watch a commercial first, but it was well worth the 6 minutes of time with Morrison! She talks about writing and why she endorsed Obama.

David Sedaris is up next. You can post a question for him here.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Everything I know about author events I learned at Head Start

Today I'll be reading to my Head Start kids (as part of the Denver Public Library Read Aloud Program) in the morning. And I have a book event in Fort Collins tonight. It got me thinking: reading to kids and to adults is really not much different.

Bookstore owners and event coordinators tell me I'm a good reader and if that's true it's because of what I learned reading to kids 30 minutes a week for four years. So for those of you who may be doing public author events soon, here are my tips of what works with kids and adults:

1. Relax, you don’t have to be Meryl Streep.

A relief, no? You don’t have to act out the scene with different accents. I don’t do voices (I rarely do with my preschoolers). But I do vary pitch and tone. I vary pacing, speeding up and slowing down at important points. I pause to let emotions sink in. I also use facial expressions to back up what I’m reading. If I smile while I read a funny part, kids and adults will typically laugh.

Head Start students can be a tough audience. They sometimes are much more interested in other things, like their shoelaces, than they are the story. They yell “No more reading!” when they don’t feel like listening anymore. They ask questions like “Why is your hair funny?”

Trust me, adult audiences are much easier. If you’re lucky enough to have people show up for a book event, it’s because they want to hear about your book. They’re rooting for you. I’ve done readings in support of three nonfiction books and a novel and never has anybody come out to heckle me. So, again, relax.

2. Share your excitement about your story.

My god it’s your story! The one you worked so hard on. It’s finally published. And somebody, if only the event coordinator, is sitting there waiting to hear about it! If that’s not exciting, I don’t know what is. So act like it. I mean really, if you’re not excited, why should your audience be?

When I feel my students’ attention start to drift, I turn the page and gasp loudly at what I see. Without fail, the kids stop smacking each other or playing with their buttons and look back at the book to see what has wowed me.

Now that probably won’t work for adults. The adult version of a gasp is to wrap it up. If you feel your audience slipping away from you, get to a good stopping place and stop. Then ask them what they’d like from the rest of the session. (For example, are any of them writers interested in learning about getting published?) This does two things. It shows your audience you respect them, and it enables you to feel more confident and engaged because you know what they want.

3. Only read your best stuff.

The Read Aloud Program sends all volunteers out each week with five pre-selected books. But we don’t have to read all five. If a book doesn’t interest me or I don’t think it’ll grab my students, I skip it. There are some beautiful children’s books that just don’t lend themselves to group reads as well as others, so I don’t read them. This is allowed.

It’s also allowed when you read from your own book. I know you want to set up the book and explain who all the characters are, but if your opening isn’t gripping, paraphrase it. Take a couple of minutes to let your audience in on the background, characters and setting. Give them enough info so they’re not confused. If they can’t follow you, they won’t follow you. And then pick a scene that has action, dialogue or strong emotion. Or read a passage that you think is especially beautiful. (Again, if you’re excited about it, your listeners are more apt to be.)

4. Reward your audience.

After the kids in my class sit crisscross-applesauce and use their listening ears for three whole stories, they want a little sumthin’ sumthin’ for their effort. So do grown-ups. Your audience is giving their time and money to come out to a book reading. That deserves a treat.

While your typical adult audience might not go for stickers, candy almost always works. I’ve been using an orange mint theme for treats this year. I’ve doled out Metromint Orange Mint Water, Hershey’s Orange Crème Kisses and Lindt Chocolate Mint Truffles. I also make sachets and small bags of bath salts with orange mint from my garden. Women love them! (Don’t forget something for the hardworking folks at the bookstore.)

Treats come in especially handy when it comes to the Q&A. People at book-signings are typically shy about asking questions. But pass around a bag of chocolates and without fail people will start raising their hands. Once I made up a gift bag filled with orange mint treats and offered it to the person who asked the most interesting question. The Q&A went on for 20 minutes and would have gone on longer, but we ran out of time. (The winner was a nine-year-old girl who asked if there were any characters in my original draft that I cut out, but still miss. Great question, right?)


5. Have a plan, but be flexible.

How many times have I shown up at my Head Start class with plans to read certain books in a certain order only to find the kids bouncing off the walls or teachers who forgot I was coming (something that can happen at bookstores too)? In which case I know probably one book will do.

Works the same with adults. Assess the room and adjust. If you planned to read for fifteen minutes, but something tells you to only read for five, only read for five.

Actually, you never want to go on too long. Even the best reader probably shouldn’t go longer than twenty minutes. I never read more than three books to my students. That’s about how long preschoolers can sit still. Adults aren't too different. You’ve heard it before: Leave them wanting more.

If you have a really small audience, it’s even more important to be brief. You don’t want to shortchange people, but time seems to stretch when there’s only a couple people in the audience.


So those are my tips. Last year, a little boy in my class greeted me for the first few weeks by saying, “No books! Don’t read!” After a few weeks, he started saying, “Only one book.” By the end of the semester after I read three stories, he would beg for another. The last week of class he gave me a hug. Follow this advice and you too just might get a hug from your audience.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

One more Mother's Day post

Click on the picture to start the video. Very funny and safe for work!

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

What's next?

Children of the Waters goes into production in June or July (The Writer's Group has a great explanation of what "production" means in the publishing world), so I've been thinking a lot lately about what I want to write next.

One idea is to write a book that's not so much a sequel to Orange Mint, but is told from Nona's POV a few years later. So we'd get to see what happens with Shay and Oliver, but it would really be more about Nona. What's next for her? I'd love to explore what it's like for her to attempt a healthy relationship with a man, and there's some challenges I could see to her sobriety.

I have another idea, but so far the premise is pretty slight. But I'm excited about it. I think it would be fun to write; it'd be a love letter to my funny, crazy family. Then again, some members of my funny, crazy family might not see it that way. But litigation might give the book a little publicity right?

Of course, I'd like to write a blockbuster, breakout, BIG book. A few years ago this family named Gottschalk started sending Hubby and me Christmas cards. For the life of us we couldn't figure out who the hell they were. So we started talking about a book called "The Gottschalk Enigma." Great title, right? Unfortunately, everytime we talk about it we start giggling so hard we never get past the title.

I keep thinking that one of those books in which cats help solve mysteries would be good. Hazel growls when strangers come near the house. Could that be something? A woman alone in a house at night. A cat growls. The woman says, "What's that you say Hazel? A stranger is in the yard?" The problem is after that Hazel always runs into the closet leaving the woman to fend for herself.

And the only mystery I can get Vishnu interested in solving is the daily mystery of "Did Hazel leave any wet food on the plate or on the floor under the plate?" Somehow I don't think that's big enough.

Back to the notebook.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

For the motherless ones

I started this post with very different intentions, but this is what came out: I want to pay tribute to those of us who are motherless. For all of us who have to mother ourselves. Maybe our mothers have passed away. Maybe they live still but abandoned us. Or maybe they stayed but can't/don’t/won’t give us what we need.

I am a motherless child. I was birthed by a teenage mother who did the best she could, but sometimes it wasn’t good enough. Sometimes even though she was around, I was on my own. In some ways I raised myself (and her too).

Then when I was 28 she died, and I missed her best-that-sometimes-wasn’t-good-enough. I still do.

Whichever is your situation, here’s to all of you who parent yourselves. Who raised yourselves up from child to adult. Who learned how to be from books, movies, tv shows, teachers, pastors, shrinks, the streets, from whoever and whatever would teach you. Who have found others-play mamas, girlfriends, boyfriends, husbands-to give you what you didn’t/couldn't/won’t get from your mother.

I'm lucky. I have a beautiful stepmother, a loving grandmother, a great stepmother-in-law, wonderful girlfriends. I thank them all today. But on this day of mothers I have to say I miss the one I had and the one I wished I'd had.

And I pay tribute to all the motherless ones out there. For us:

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Underground Railroad

I had a great time last night at the Underground Railroad Bookstore. Here's a couple of pix.

Ann, the owner, (on the right) and me. Ann made really yummy mint M&M cookies and served up a nice spread of cheese, crackers and fruit. I brought some iced orange mint tea.

J.D. Mason, author of 7 novels! (on the right), and her book club buddy Jessica came out to say hi.

Thanks Ann, Linda from Circle of Sisters (see your book club in July!), Jessica, J.D. and everyone else who came out to support an African American bookseller and author.

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

RIP Mildred Loving


Mildred and Richard Loving fought the law against interracial marriage and won. As a black woman married to a white man, I owe a debt to Mrs. Loving. A couple of things about this on my mind this morning: Mildred was arrested for marrying a white man (spending more nights in jail than he did) and 33 years later I married my husband at the Denver County Courthouse in front of a judge with the full support of the law. And now the son of a white woman and a black man just might be our next president. The times they are a changin'.
Here's Mrs. Loving's obit from the NY Times (I'm proud to note she agreed with me on the rights for everyone, gay and straight, to be able to marry):

Mildred Loving, a black woman whose anger over being banished from Virginia for marrying a white man led to a landmark Supreme Court ruling overturning state miscegenation laws, died on May 2 at her home in Central Point, Va. She was 68. Peggy Fortune, her daughter, said the cause was pneumonia.

Mildred and Richard Loving, in 1967, were arrested in Virginia. The Supreme Court ruling, in 1967, struck down the last group of segregation laws to remain on the books — those requiring separation of the races in marriage. The ruling was unanimous, its opinion written by Chief Justice Earl Warren, who in 1954 wrote the court’s opinion in Brown v. Board of Education, declaring segregated public schools unconstitutional. In Loving v. Virginia, Warren wrote that miscegenation laws violated the Constitution’s equal protection clause. “We have consistently denied the constitutionality of measures which restrict the rights of citizens on account of race,” he said.

By their own widely reported accounts, Mrs. Loving and her husband, Richard, were in bed in their modest house in Central Point in the early morning of July 11, 1958, five weeks after their wedding, when the county sheriff and two deputies, acting on an anonymous tip, burst into their bedroom and shined flashlights in their eyes. A threatening voice demanded, “Who is this woman you’re sleeping with?”

Mrs. Loving answered, “I’m his wife.” Mr. Loving pointed to the couple’s marriage certificate hung on the bedroom wall. The sheriff responded, “That’s no good here.” The certificate was from Washington, D.C., and under Virginia law, a marriage between people of different races performed outside Virginia was as invalid as one done in Virginia. At the time, it was one of 16 states that barred marriages between races.
After Mr. Loving spent a night in jail and his wife several more, the couple pleaded guilty to violating the Virginia law, the Racial Integrity Act. Under a plea bargain, their one-year prison sentences were suspended on the condition that they leave Virginia and not return together or at the same time for 25 years.
Judge Leon M. Bazile, in language Chief Justice Warren would recall, said that if God had meant for whites and blacks to mix, he would have not placed them on different continents. Judge Bazile reminded the defendants that “as long as you live you will be known as a felon.”
They paid court fees of $36.29 each, moved to Washington and had three children. They returned home occasionally, never together. But times were tough financially, and the Lovings missed family, friends and their easy country lifestyle in the rolling Virginia hills.
By 1963, Mrs. Loving could stand the ostracism no longer. Inspired by the civil rights movement and its march on Washington, she wrote Attorney General Robert F. Kennedy and asked for help. He wrote her back, and referred her to the American Civil Liberties Union.
The A.C.L.U. took the case. Its lawyers, Bernard S. Cohen and Philip J. Hirschkop, faced an immediate problem: the Lovings had pleaded guilty and had no right to appeal. So they asked Judge Bazile to set aside his original verdict. When he refused, they appealed. The Virginia Supreme Court of Appeals upheld the lower court, and the case went to the United States Supreme Court.
Mr. Cohen recounted telling Mr. Loving about various legal theories applying to the case. Mr. Loving replied, “Mr. Cohen, tell the court I love my wife, and it is just unfair that I can’t live with her in Virginia.”
Mildred Delores Jeter’s family had lived in Caroline County, Va., for generations, as had the family of Richard Perry Loving. The area was known for friendly relations between races, even though marriages were forbidden. Many people were visibly of mixed race, with Ebony magazine reporting in 1967 that black “youngsters easily passed for white in neighboring towns.”
Mildred’s mother was part Rappahannock Indian, and her father was part Cherokee. She preferred to think of herself as Indian rather than black.
Mildred and Richard began spending time together when he was a rugged-looking 17 and she was a skinny 11-year-old known as Bean. He attended an all-white high school for a year, and she reached 11th grade at an all-black school.
When Mildred became pregnant at 18, they decided to do what was elsewhere deemed the right thing and get married. They both said their initial motive was not to challenge Virginia law.
“We have thought about other people,” Mr. Loving said in an interview with Life magazine in 1966, “but we are not doing it just because somebody had to do it and we wanted to be the ones. We are doing it for us.”
In his classic study of segregation, “An American Dilemma,” Gunnar Myrdal wrote that “the whole system of segregation and discrimination is designed to prevent eventual inbreeding of the races.” But miscegenation laws struck deeper than other segregation acts, and the theory behind them leads to chaos in other facets of law. This is because they make any affected marriage void from its inception. Thus, all children are illegitimate; spouses have no inheritance rights; and heirs cannot receive death benefits.
“When any society says that I cannot marry a certain person, that society has cut off a segment of my freedom,” the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. said in 1958. Virginia’s law had been on the books since 1662, adopted a year after Maryland enacted the first such statute. At one time or another, 38 states had miscegenation laws. State and federal courts consistently upheld the prohibitions, until 1948, when the California Supreme Court overturned California’s law.
Though the Supreme Court’s 1967 decision in the Loving case struck down miscegenation laws, Southern states were sometimes slow to change their constitutions; Alabama became the last state to do so, in 2000.
Mr. Loving died in a car accident in 1975, and the Lovings’ son Donald died in 2000. In addition to her daughter, Peggy Fortune, who lives in Milford, Va., Mrs. Loving is survived by her son, Sidney, of Tappahannock, Va.; eight grandchildren; and 11 great-grandchildren.
Mrs. Loving stopped giving interviews, but last year issued a statement on the 40th anniversary of the announcement of the Supreme Court ruling, urging that gay men and lesbians be allowed to marry.

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Every day is Mother's Day!


Over at A Place of Our Own Book Club, they've designated the entire month to celebrate mothers. They have a number of different bloggers who will be participating and the ones who get the most comments will win prizes (one of which is a copy of Orange Mint and Honey!). And the folks who visit the most blogs, leaving comments, also have a chance to win a gift basket filled with FREE BOOKS!

Blogger Angelia is discussing "community mothering" today, which is the same concept as "it takes a village to raise a child." Be sure to check out all the blogs each day and leave a comment. You'll read something interesting and you could win FREE BOOKS!
Addendum: Due to popular demand (LOL) I'll be participating in Every Day is Mother's Day...on Mother's Day! Watch for my post (and leave me comments please!) on Sunday, May 11.

Monday, May 05, 2008

Pajama Chat with Pearl Cleage

Okay girls and boys, get your fancy jammies on for this Pajama Chat. Pearl Cleage is in the house!

Carleen Brice: You started out writing plays, correct? What led you to the theater?

Pearl Cleage: i have always loved the theatre. my mother and my father used to take us when i was growing up in detroit. we saw everything, from ossie davis and ruby dee in "purlie victorious" to dame judith anderson in "agamemnon" to rudolph nureyev with the royal ballet to jose greco and his passionate flamenco dancers to an updated version of shakespeare's "taming of the shrew" where they drove real motorcycles on the stage to alvin ailey's "revelations." i loved it all! i loved the movies, too, but the immediacy of live theatre was always so exciting. anything could happen! so i started writing short plays when i was really little.

i was one of those kids who always put together a chrsitmas play or a thanksgiving play that everybody had to watch after they've eaten that huge holiday meal and they are powerless to move. i'd recruit my cousins and my big sister and we'd do the christmas story or the pilgrims landing at plymouth rock. i doubt that we were very good, but we always got an enthusiastic response from our captive audience, and i was hooked! i acted and wrote plays all through school, but when i got to college, i stopped acting and concentrated on writing. i have written thirteen plays and i'm really happy to say they have all been professionally produced.

CB: How is writing a novel different than writing a play? Do you have a different process?

PC: i never intended to write novels! i had been happily writing my plays and then i had an idea for a story that would not fit on the stage. it was too long, there were too many characters, too many settings, too much internal dialogue. so after weeks of trying to change it enough to make it fit the stage, i gave up and decided i'd try to write it as a novel instead. since i had never written a novel, i was intimidated by the form. i didn't know where to start, how to proceed, how to wrap things up. as a playwright, i had been working to develop my craft for years. now here i was, facing something totally new. i took a deep breath, and calling on the spirits of alice walker and toni morrison to help me, i plunged in.

this, of course, was a mistake. anytime you try to conjure up great writers to work on your book with you, there is bound to be some confusion. for me, it was trying to write third person like they do. i was used to writing dialogue, not description. when you write a play, you say: "it is a sunday afternoon on the sidewalk outside of a harlem brownstone. the year is 1930." then the set designer does the research and creates a set that looks like that harlem sidewalk. the costumer designer creates authentic period costumes, the lighting designer makes it look like a sunny city afternoon, and the actors bring their charisma and skill to making the characters come alive. now, as a novelist, i had to do all that myself, in addition to creating characters and making them walk, talk and move through their story.

i was overwhelmed and after a few months, i was floundering around with two hundred pages that i hated. i was trying so hard to be a serious novelist that i wasn't having any fun and reading my pages, i knew the reader wouldn't have any fun either. so i took a bold step. i said a mental apology to alice and toni, threw away all those pages and started again, but this time i was writing first person. it worked like a charm. as a playwright, i'm used to letting the characters speak. once i started writing in the main character's voice, the book came alive. ava johnson had a story to tell and all i had to do was get out of the way and let her tell it. i had a ball. the book turned out to be what looks like crazy on an ordinary day, and i've been writing novels ever since.

CB: Are you still writing plays? What about screenplays for any of your books?

PC: i still write plays. i just wrote one last year called "a song for coretta." it takes place in atlanta as five women wait in line to go and pay their respects to mrs. coretta king who lay in state at ebeneezer baptist church. when i saw the television coverage, i was very moved by the picture of all those folks, standing in the rain at midnight, waiting to say good by to someone they admired and respected so much. the play was done at spelman college, where i was teaching at the time, and then at seven stages theatre. we had a great cast and a wonderful director in crystal dickinson. we sold out every show! the play is currently going into production in several other cities. "a song for coretta" was the first play i had written in ten years and it felt good to be working in theatre again. i am thinking about another play already!

as far as screenplays are concerned, my husband, zaron burnett, who is also a writer, is working with me on screenplays of several of my books. i am curious to see how they will translate. people are always casting the movies for me, especially blue hamilton! of course, denzel washington in blue contacts is always the first one they mention!

CB: Your books always include messages about social justice and just being good to one another. Is that a conscious plan on your part when you start writing?

PC: i am a true child of the sixties so i'm always trying to make the world a better place! i am convinced that if every person would just do their part, we could solve any problems we have, worldwide! i grew up in a very politically conscious and politically active family and i'm sure that's part of why the people in my books are always so deeply rooted in their community. the southwest atlanta neighborhood i'm writing about has been my home for thirty years so i am acutely aware of our problems, but i am also aware of what a vibrant place it is. i hope the books encourage people to look around at their own communities and get involved in something to make it better. the women in my books work with young people, support refugees, help new mothers, employ the homeless, grow peace gardens and participate in anti-war demonstrations. they also find time to fall in love, have babies, raise families, go to the beach, fly kites and laugh with their friends. i never thought you had to give up romance to be a revolutionary!

CB: It’s been a while since I’ve been to Atlanta. Is the West End you describe in your latest books really the way you describe it: well-kept with all-night businesses and men who tips their hats to ladies and women who feel safe walking at night? Or is this an urban African American neighborhood as you’d like to see it?

PC: i wish i could say that west end is exactly as i describe it, but we're not there yet. one of the things i'm always trying to do in my books is to create the kind of neighborhood i want to live in. i want to be able to walk at midnight, fearlessly. i want to be able to sit on my front porch and not hear gun fire and i sure want to have some men around who tip their hats and know how to say "good morning!" i want to eat fresh vegetables from the bounty of community gardens, so, i try to paint those pictures. i try to make readers remember how it feels to be safe and happy and loved and free. if we can see it, we can be it! (i told you i was a sixties child!)

CB: A lot of writers (published and not-yet-published) read the blog. What’s the best advice anyone ever gave you about writing?

PC: my father gave me some wonderful advice when i was working full time and raising my daughter and keeping up an active social life. i was spending my time doing everything but writing and, of course, i was whining about it. my father listened to me for about fifteen minutes and then he said, "nobody's going to give you permission to write. they're always going to have other things for you to do. if you want to write, you better start writing." my feelings were hurt because i was looking for some sympathy, but he was right. nobody is going to give anybody permission to write. if you want to do it, it is up to you to make a way to do it. the best book about the writing process that i've come across is anne lamott's bird by bird. it's widely available in paperback and it's got lots of good advice and laugh out loud stories about the craziness that all writers think is theirs alone, but which is really just part of the process.

CB: What changes have you noticed in publishing since your first novel, What Looks Like Crazy on an Ordinary Day, which was an Oprah Book Club pick?

PC: i think the biggest difference i've noticed in publishing is that there is a lot more emphasis on business and a lot less emphasis on the artistic development of the authors. publishers are struggling to find a way to make books commercially viable in an age when people are getting so much of their information from electronic sources. i think writers feel this pressure, too, and sometimes it gets in the way. the craft of writing doesn't have anything to do with the business of best sellers. when the two get confused, nothing good can come of it.

CB: Those of us who are black female writers sometimes feel especially discouraged about the current book scene. (Did you see Denene Miller’s essay? NOTE: You have to scroll down.) Any words of encouragement?

PC: there exists a vibrant community of black women writers. some of these writers are commercially successful and some are less well known, but many of them are working at the top of their game. they are writing wonderfully and their work deserves to be widely read, reviewed, discussed and enjoyed. the problem is that we don't have viable publishing houses with viable distribution systems that are dedicated to publishing black women authors and aggressively marketing their work. what we need are some businesswomen who can see that publishing can be both culturally significant and commercially robust. there are so many avenues for marketing the work of black female authors that have not been fully explored, including book clubs, churches, sororities and professional organizations. to my sisterwriters who are feeling downhearted about the current book scene, i suggest that maybe we should start trying to find some bright young women with business degrees and see if we can make them see the possibilities for a future in publishing. in the meantime, our job is to keep telling our stories. if not us, who? if not now, when?


Thanks Pearl for your time!

Saturday, May 03, 2008

Pajama Gardener contest!


I thought I was doing something gardening in my p.j.s until last year when I heard about World Naked Gardening Day, which this year is being celebrated today.

In honor of this holiday, I'm reopening a contest I launched last year. Email me (carleen at carleenbrice dot com) a jpeg of you gardening in your jammies and I'll send you a free, signed copy of Orange Mint and Honey! This contest is open to the first 7 people who email me. The contest was originally for the first 10 people and we had 3 winners last year:





I was going to offer 2 books to anybody who sent me a naked gardening picture, but, no offense, I don't really think I want to know y'all that well!

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Fort Collins rescheduled

Due to the weather, I won't be signing at the Reader's Cove tonight. We have rescheduled the event for 7 p.m. May 15th (when we ALL hope it won't be snowing!).