I’ve been working on my latest project. Iniko is a short novella about the bi-racial daughter of the West African goddess, Mawu. This project has been intense and emotional but I believe that readers of the African elemental series will be excited. There’s plenty of sword action and of course, controversial issues that relate to Africana women. So far this series has tackled, domestic violence, female genital mutilation and now trokosi slave wives.
Over the last couple of months, I’ve been working on the foundation of my upcoming African Elemental series. In some ways, it’s been an adventure. Research always does that to writers. It’s a form of the creative process or creativity. Because I write dark paranormal, I don’t have to be as historically accurate or as precise as other authors. But it begs the critical question, when you’re unfamiliar with a culture or tradition, how far should you go? Then it dawned on me, why am I so unfamiliar with West African gods and goddesses? I don’t seem to have this disconnect with Greek, Roman, or Norse ones. What’s up with that?
“In a million years, when kids go to school, they gonna know: Once there was a Hushpuppy, and she lived with her daddy in The Bathtub.”
Over the holidays, I had the opportunity to sit back, relax, and watch movies. Beasts of the Southern Wild pulled me into the world of Hushpuppy in the Bathtub and forced me into a Sankofa/Satori moment that had me blubbering and crying like a baby.
I’m a rather private person and I usually only share my woes with very close friends and family. So, it is hard for me to publically disclose the fact that I haven’t been writing. Writing is one of the most important things in my life. If I’m not writing, I feel like I’m dying or dead inside.
One of my favorite cities is New Orleans. When I walk the streets of the French Quarter, I feel as though I’m reliving history. Most of the original buildings from the 18th and 19th century still stand in the Quarter along with cobblestone streets. None of the other coastal cities, Savannah, or Charleston leave me with the feeling that I can reach out and touch the African slave experience of two hundred years ago.
The Future is already Here. It’s just unevenly distributed.
The word “futurism” embedded in the term Afrofuturism denotes a forward-looking aesthetic or theme that envisions the prospective future of humanity. If popular media, literature, and film are any indication, the images that people typically draw to mind when thinking of the future generally involve either 1) post-apocalyptic scenery 2) highly-advanced technology or 3) interplanetary and outerspace travel.