So after my last posting I froze. That’s why I’ve been away for a week. I feel like I opened up a can of controversal worms and I was terrified. The controversy, minorities and the lack there of in literature and the arts. My soul shakes with the possibility of truth on this subject. My first inclination is to apologize. To bow my head and say, “No, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. Everyone is conveyed equally in literature and the media!” but I won’t do that. The fear in me shouts I am on to something. So I’m going to push the envelope. But I will also inform and research. I’m going to put my money where my mouth is. I am going to put minority artists out there.
Went into a bookstore today, Women’s and Children’s First in Chicago, and got this book: Love Medicine by Louise Erdrich
(From the book jacket)
“The stunning first novel in Louise Erdich’s Native American series, Love Medicine tells the story of two families, the Kashpaws and the Lamartines. Written in Erdrich’s uniquely poetic, powerful style, it is a multi-generational portrait of strong men and women caught in an unforgettable drama of anger, desire, and the healing power that is love medicine.”
I am excited! A story written from a Native American perspective! Don’t see that a lot. Started reading it. It’s a bit heavy, so we’ll see how this one goes. My book club is on August 7th. So far the novel is eloquently written, very sad, but well written. It seems here is another depressed minority character, but I’m sure it’s a good read. I’ll keep you posted. Read it with me! We can discuss over the blogosphere, and you too will be supporting different point of views in literature and the arts. 😉 -A. Black-Writer