Wadadli Pen Dreaming II

Weeks after Wadadli Pen I’m only getting started planning the Jhohadli Writing Project workshop I’m paid (by patron Garfield Linton) to deliver. It’s been between not being 100 and trying to stay on top of life and work ish, time spent doing all the uploads to the Wadadli Pen blog and YouTube channel, the logistics of …everything, and trying to clear a busy inbox (just one of several busy inboxes). BUT and this is why I’m here again writing about Wadadli Pen, it’s in the Wadadli Pen inbox that I came across one of my favourite outcomes…when a father wrote to say that not only had his daughter’s win emboldened her writing

She has been writing more poetry as she has been inspired by her win

, it had emboldened HER

Her self confidence was not the best and this has boosted it tremendously

. That does make it feel worthwhile. It’s not the first time a parent (or grandparent) or past participant has reached out to say what the programme has meant to or done for them but that doesn’t make it any less affirming.

I also want to thank the team member who assisted with media logistics – it was vital to us even being able to have this first ever Wadadli Pen post-season video gallery.

Check it out.

Wadadli Pen Dreaming

My dreams for this project are big. It started because I wanted to create something that hadn’t been there for me in my own dreaming as a wanna-be writer. A consistent opportunity to create and challenge yourself and to get a leg in this room where writing meets publishing – the kinds of opportunities I reach for every time I submit to journal or other market, or contest – was first. It’s had its stops and starts and a year in to the pandemic was as good a time for a stop as any, but we kept it going. These months later (actually at the end of May), the results were announced. You can read about that on the Wadadli Pen blog, view video from our virtual announcement at the Wadadli Pen YouTube channel (and our video gallery on the blog), and see photo gallery of winners including our schools winner and the public library to which we contributed a number of books.

The blog is the other Wadadli Pen project I’ve been able to do in a consistent (if ununiformed) way. As a writer, blogging is right in my wheelhouse, so the only hardship really is that I don’t have much time to research and build content (especially the Resources for writers and Databases relevant to our literary culture in Antigua and Barbuda) for the site (there is no shortage of ideas).

And on the ideas front, I have flashes of the so much more I’d like to do (beyond the here and there workshops and showcases, and other forms of action and activism).

I want to get our non-profit status settled; I want Wadadli Pen to be legally positioned to access grant funding and fundraise and secure a purse to do more in other ways.

One of those things being adapting one of the winning pieces for film, a short film but still, a film – I have had conversations around this.

Keeping in mind that this project started with me wanting to do what my environment had not done for me as a writer, I want to be able to offer an annual fellowship, a week, a weekend even to a writer, that gives them time and space and financial relief to write or dream of writing or just be. That’s a new one but supporting other writers and artists’ dreams is a dream.

I am happy that Bocas is a patron this year and hope the winning writers take advantage of the workshop opportunities afforded to them by the Trinidad and Tobago based Caribbean literary festival which has a menu of workshops between now and the end of the year for their choosing. Our winner will have access to all of their programmes with the membership in the Friends of Bocas programme that’s included in his prize package. Main prize winner Kevin Liddie has said in one of his post-awards media interviews that he’s looking forward to claiming this prize.

“I’m going to be trained in writing…I’m looking forward to that one.”

There is also the workshop for all longlisted writers that I am organizing and will be facilitating thanks to another patron, US based Jamaican writer and philanthropist Garfield Linton. He reached out to me some time ago (more than a year or more) and we discussed different ways of him getting involved in the work I do here and we had decided on a project but had to pause due to the pandemic (and the uncertainty around that). As I looked to Wadadli Pen 2021, I restarted the conversation (turning it toward this project) and he agreed to fund me to offer one of my Jhohadli Writing Project workshops and maybe some other things – but we’ll start there. I have had some unforeseen delays (life comes at you fast) but I’m working to put this workshop on soon soon.

I will admit that in many ways I have been wading through water this past year, longer, but especially this year. You ever wade through water? You don’t move how you want, at the speed that you want. The water is a force bigger than you. It gives resistance. The resistance will slow you but it can also strengthen your legs for the journey. Help you build the muscles to keep walking. Keep dreaming. And when tired, the water gives you something to lie down on and float for a while. Like Wadadli Pen, I’m not there yet, in terms of finding that balance, manifesting those possibilities, but I’m trying.

Reading Update 14.06.21

“He blinked, distracted from his reading as a certain quality of the quietness set the parental super senses on high alert.”

This is from Barbadian writer Karen Lord’s ‘The Plague Doctors’ in the anthology Take us to a Better Place. Which is one of the things I’ve been reading for a while now. I’ll finish it because it’s interesting so far – with its climate themed future underpinnings focus. More people should read it actually. And you can download it free and legal at the Robert Wood Johnson Foundation Website.

Do you know the name James Berry? He is a Jamaican poet who went to England in the 1940s and can be classified as part of the Windrush generation. Appropriate then that I should come across his name in a collection entitled Windrush, curated by Heady Mix, the UK book box subscription service in which my story ‘The Other Daughter’, originally published on the Commonwealth Writers Adda site, was recently republished. I’m only 32 pages in and just finished the first essay and it was a good opener. I was so engaged, learning so much about the narrative and the facts, not necessarily the same thing, around the Windrush. It’s the name of a ship but it’s also come to define a movement of people from the then British West Indies to Britain between the 1940s and 1970s, people recruited from the colonies to assist with post-WW2 rebuilding, who then met with racial discrimination in law and practice. That these people had to fight to prove they belong as recently as a few years ago (and ongoing) is a reminder of the persistence of anti-Blackness and othering of all people of colour (i.e. the centering of whiteness) globally (colonialism and cultural imperialism did their jobs). I’ll save full thoughts for when I’m done reading and for my review but this is so far a very interesting read.

Speaking of interesting reads, I noted in my last reading progress journal that I had finished The Art of White Roses #readCaribbean and predicted that Maeve Binchy’s Chestnut Street would be my next book finished and it is.

Review excerpt:

“Yes, the book is largely peopled with good hearted, small town people, some, like hardworking Bucket whose criminal son resents him, seeming almost quaint in their modernizing world. But their stories are full of bumps and bruises, bad choices and bad luck. And, as a reader, I do feel the emotional pull of their journeys – though I found myself often impatient or fed up with too many of them (even, or especially, the blindly goodhearted ones) this time around. Which is not to say I didn’t enjoy reading the book; there is still always something warm and engaging about how Binchy writes her homeland that suggests that even when she is herself frustrated by the people she meets, she still loves them (I can relate). Her characters often have a charm that’s hard to resist (and it is perhaps because I cared for the people of Chestnut Street that I sometimes felt such anxiety or irritation on their behalf) – hardly comfort food stuff. But still alright.”

If I was to call it, I would say Windrush next based on how much it’s hooked me, though I’m only a few pages in.

That or Americannah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, though much as I’m digging that as well, the fact that I’m mostly listening to the audio book means a lot of rewinding and ‘rereading’ because, focus. I’m about three hours in.

This week, I also started the Shake Keane poetry collection, The Angel Horn. I was not familiar with the writing of this Vincentian poet, who lived between 1927 and 1997, but so far I’m liking it. I’m at 24 pages. If you’re looking for a poetry read for your #Caribathon, you can’t go wrong.

To wrap up, I’ve also dipped in to BIM Arts for the 21st Century (I’m up to page 5) – which contains the poem, ‘Antigua, at night’, for which I received a rejection from another publication a few days ago after the publication because, #thewritinglife; New Daughters of Africa (I’m up to page 390) – one more story down; Gayle Gonsalves’ My Stories have no Endings (I’m up to page 46) – started strong but waning a little; Monique Roffey’s Mermaid of Black Conch (I’m up to page 11) – and would be further along with more reading time because I’m in to it; Apple Gidley’s Fireburn (I’m up to page 76) – pushing; Lasana M. Sekou’s 37 Poems (I’m up to page 22) – but haven’t kept count re how many poems that is; Vol. 5 No. 1 of Interviewing the Caribbean (I’m up to page 9) – this is not to be confused with Vol. 5 No. 2 which I mentioned in the last journal; and Joan Underwood’s Manager’s First Aid Kit (I’m at page 11 or 29) – for real I’m not sure but I’m still finding value in reading it though I’m not necessarily the audience for it, so I’ll continue reading it.

The writing and writing journaling has fallen off and generally my confidence took a hard knock recently, but I’m on my way back. Reading helps. Fingers crossed.

I’ll end as usual with some things I’ve blogged (that’s writing too…right?)

This update to the #readCaribbean blog post-remember its Caribbean American Heritage Month all June long and read something

Updates to my Appearances page including the posting of my Medellin flyer

At Wadadli Pen, collecting much of the site’s research in to a Resources and Database (i.e. R & D) page

Check them out.

Top Ten Tuesday – #ReadCaribbean

I’ve belatedly realized that it’s Black Music Month – in addition to being Caribbean American Heritage Month (with its #readCaribbean and #Caribathon memes) and Pride Month, not to mention World Environment Day is in there as well (and the environment being one of my areas of deep concern, I’ve got to shout that out too). So, here we go.

I’m adding to my original #readCaribbean post some books with music and the environment (as a key character or plot point, or key to setting and/or atmosphere). As with the original list, I’m pulling from books I’ve blogged (so not my entire reading history) and linking my review, and not including books from my BHM Book a Day project.

Black Music –

The children’s book The Masquerade Dance by Carol Ottley-Mitchell with illustrator Daniel J. O’Brien, which includes the “drum drum drum” of the masquerade beat.

The Masquerade Dance

Another children’s book How to be a Calypsonian by Desryn T. A. Collins with illustrator Ricky Sanchez Ayala

How to be a Calypsonian

The non-fiction book Bob Marley: Lyrical Genius by Kwame Dawes, breaking down the work of the reggae icon.

No Woman, No Cry by Rita Marley, a music-filled memoir from Bob’s wife and stellar artiste in her own right.

Environment – 

Two of my picture books Lost! A Caribbean Sea Adventure and The Jungle Outside, one using the marine and the other the terrestrial environment as setting and theme.

Lost the-jungle-outside

Gone to Drift by Diana McCaulay, and even more so a read-in-progress also by the Jamaican author Daylight Come, both heavily influenced by her career in environmental activism.

Pictured are the Caribbean edition, left, and the US edition, right, of McCaulay’s Gone to Drift.

jhohadli

June is #ReadCaribbean Month (shout out Book of Cinz) and today is Top Ten Tuesday (shout out the Artsy Reader Girl) That’s right, bookish worlds are colliding on my blog today. I’m putting my own spin on it though because I can’t promise I’ll get through a reading challenge but I’ll use the challenge, inspired by Caribbean Heritage Month, to post my top ten, this being a choose your own adventure freebie Tuesday.

If you’re a regular here, you know I’m a Caribbean author, reader, and blogger, and I stay reading Caribbean, but I could stand to read a lot more and I’d bet you could too (so consider yourself recc’d). I’ll be picking from among books I’ve blogged (books I’ve blogged because that’s easier to track), some books organized under the various 2021 #ReadCaribbean sub-themes for my top 10. I’ll try not to repeat books from my Black History…

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Reading Update 06.06.21

First things first, how’re you reading? Some of y’all are reading The Jungle Outside and thank you; thank you especially to whoever left these online reader reviews:

“It was a cute and heartwarming read. Can’t wait to pass it on to my young nephew and niece.”

“The illustrations by Trinidadian Danielle Boodoo-Fortune are glorious. My daughter had a wow moment when she saw the picture of Tanti. The illustrations really bring the story to life. Would recommend to parents who are wanting to support children to discover nature. “

Tanti and Dante from The Jungle Outside.

Now my (non-work-related) reading.

I’m up to page 386 of global anthology New Daughters of Africa (only 400 or so more pages to go). My most recent read in this anthology is an excerpt from Claudia Rankine’s Citizen: an American Lyric.

“The space next to the man is a pause in a conversation you are suddenly rushing to fill.”

Citizen is already on my TBR and ever more so with each excerpt I read or reading I come across on YouTube. Also I can’t believe I’m in a collection with the Claudia Rankine and, on the next page, the Leone Ross. I wish I could zip through the remaining pages but at the same time I love that life is forcing me to read it slow, bit by bite-sized bit. So far, this collection has been nothing but greatness; a formidable accomplishment by editor, the Margaret Busby.

I finished The Art of White Roses, my 15th book finished for the year, though technically my fifth novel-length book, more technically third if counting books in print (as opposed to audio books), a short novel at that, but who’s counting. I liked this book. It’s a historical novel set in the early days of the Cuban revolution, from the point of view of an early teens girl, written by Puerto Rican author (whose grandmother, per the author notes, was Cuban) Viviana Prado-Núñez.

Review excerpt: “The descriptions alone, and the way the changes taking place in the country are happening but are a bit out of focus as they would be as you focus on your day to day. There are for me some improbabilities and conveniences in the third act, where everything happens very suddenly but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t engaged by it. And mostly it’s the interest in the period and the beauty of the language -richly descriptive and symbolic and atmospheric with, at times, a real sense of menace.” (Read the full review in Blogger on Books IX)

The Art of White Roses won the 2017 Burt Award (and if you’re looking for teen/young adult books to read during Caribbean Heritage Month – i.e. June, the month of the #Caribathon and #readCaribbean campaigns on social media – you can’t do better than any of the winning Burt Award books for teen/young adult Caribbean fiction). It was longlisted in 2020 for the Dublin Literary Award.

Also finished in June, the second in the Old Guard anthology series – graphic novel, quick read, even quicker review.

ICYMI check out reviews of reads from earlier in the year, including children’s picture book The Wonder of the World Leaf, journals – The Caribbean Writer Volume 32 and Skin Deep: Race + Culture: Is This the End?, and graphic novel The Old Guard: Tales through Time #1. They’re in Quick Takes II.

I received two collections including work by me this week. Windrush, part of an anthology series by Heady Mix, a book box subscription service, essentially curated reading, in the UK, arrived in the mail; it includes my short story ‘The Other Daughter’, originally published on the Commonwealth Writers platform Adda (see My Books here on the blog). The other is online, BIM: Arts for the 21st Century, perhaps the oldest and longest running Caribbean literary journal still in print; it includes my poem ‘Antigua, at night’. You can read the poem in my tab of published poetry here on the blog and you can read the current issue of BIM here. #readCaribbean

I started 37 Poems by St. Martin poet Lasana M. Sekou (I’m at page 20) and continued reading Volume 5 number 2 of Interviewing the Caribbean (I’m up to page 25), the one with my book With Grace by Cherise Harris as the cover image.

That’s what’s been up since my last reading journal update in terms of leisure (i.e. non-client/non-editing/non-work reading). I predicted in that last update that The Art of White Roses would be the next book I finished; this time I predict Maeve Binchy’s Chestnut Street – it was my companion on the bus and on the road this week and I’m now up to page 298.

Let me end with this:

“Some people take the carved
path, the paved road, use the well endorsed map. I have been the wild woman
with the machete in the bush, often in the dark, with little but the next step to
lean into.” – Maria E Govan, the Bahamas, Post 1, Blog 1, Catapult Stay at Home residency

Catapult, you may remember, is the initiative that supported a number of artists around the Caribbean in 2020 (I wrote about it in my first CREATIVE SPACE column of 2021). My own grant award supported the production of this video:

I like to linkup with a meme whenever I do one of these and this week, I randomly picked, for the first time, Six for Sunday, focussing this week on LGBTQIA fic, and this isn’t exactly a neat fit BUT I’m going to pull from this post

The Old Guard: Tales through Time #1. (graphic novel series by Greg Rucka and Leandro Fernandez which has become a Netflix film and this anthology series, and which features timeless lovers Joe and Nicky)

and from my #readCaribbean post

The Swinging Bridge by Ramabai Espinet
My Brother by Jamaica Kincaid
A Brief History of Seven Killings by Marlon James
Fear of Stones and Other Stories by Kei Miller
Considering Venus by D. Gisele Isaac
+ Greyborn Rising by Derry Sandy
+ Home Home by Lisa Allen-Agostini

for my six.

Top Ten Tuesday – #ReadCaribbean

June is #ReadCaribbean Month (shout out Book of Cinz) and today is Top Ten Tuesday (shout out the Artsy Reader Girl) That’s right, bookish worlds are colliding on my blog today. I’m putting my own spin on it though because I can’t promise I’ll get through a reading challenge but I’ll use the challenge, inspired by Caribbean Heritage Month, to post my top ten, this being a choose your own adventure freebie Tuesday.

If you’re a regular here, you know I’m a Caribbean author, reader, and blogger, and I stay reading Caribbean, but I could stand to read a lot more and I’d bet you could too (so consider yourself recc’d). I’ll be picking from among books I’ve blogged (books I’ve blogged because that’s easier to track), some books organized under the various 2021 #ReadCaribbean sub-themes for my top 10. I’ll try not to repeat books from my Black History Month #abookaday series.

10. Talk Poetry to Me –

Poems by Martin Carter (Guyana)

Other options – Evolution: Weaving in and Out of Consciousness while the Truth is Somewhere in the Middle by Felene M. Cayetano (Belize); 40 Dayz by Motion (Canadian-Antiguan); The Nakedness of New by Althea Romeo-Mark (Antigua-born, USVI-raised, US-Africa-Britain-Switzerland-resident); YaYa Surfeit by Chadd Cumberbatch (Montserrat); Pineapple Rhymes by Veronica Evanson Bernard (Antiguan and Barbudan); The Fountain and the Bough by Eileen Hall

9. Queer Caribbean Reads –

Fear of Stones and Other Stories by Kei Miller (Jamaica)

Other options –A Brief History of Seven Killings by Marlon James (Jamaica); and (breaking my own rules since I don’t have a link from my book blog series but I would have to revoke my own Antigua and Barbuda card if I left these out) – Considering Venus by D. Gisele Isaac and My Brother by Jamaica Kincaid. ETA: Can’t believe I forgot to throw in my favourite read of 2020 (it’s a lot of dark fun; I see potential for a series) Derry Sandy’s Greyborn Rising which has a number of queer-coded characters including trans and, I believe, bi characters.

8. Caribbean Folklore –

With Grace by Joanne C. Hillhouse (not a book I’ve blogged but a Caribbean faerie tale of my own)

Other options – The White Witch of Rosehall by Herbert G. de Lisser; Broo Nansi and the Tar Baby – Story as told by Ector Roebuck, Collected and written by Lois Hassell-Habtes (USVI); Littletown Secrets by K. Jared Hosein (Trinidad and Tobago); and (rules broken again, no link) How the East Pond got Its Flowers by Althea Prince (Antiguan-Barbudan-Canada resident)

7. Caribbean Women Authors I love –

Lucy and Annie John by Jamaica Kincaid (Antigua and Barbuda)

Other options – After Leaving Mr. McKenzie and Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys (Dominica); Dido’s Prize by Eugenia O’Neal (BVI); The Whale House and Other Stories by Sharon Millar (Trinidad and Tobago); The Farming of Bones by Edwidge Dandicat (Haitian-American); (and breaking my rules again because I don’t have a link) Buxton Spice by Oonya Kempadoo (Guyana and more recently Grenada); Ladies of the Night and The Politics of Black Women’s Hair by Althea Prince (Antigua and Barbuda); The Swinging Bridge by Ramabai Espinet (Trinidad-Tobago); White Woman on a Green Bicycle by Monique Roffey (Trinidad and Tobago); It begins with Tears by Opal Palmer Adisa

6. Books from each Caribbean Island (how about I do books from islands I haven’t mentioned yet) –

A Dark Iris by Elizabeth J. Jones (Bermuda)*

Dancing in the Dark by Caryl Philips (St. Kitts and Nevis); Juletane by Miram Warner-Vieyra (Guadeloupe); (no link but) Praisesong for the Widow by Paule Marshall (Barbados); The Road to Wadi Halfa by Claudia Francis (Barbuda); The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz (Dominican Republic); The Art of White Roses by Viviana Prado-Nunez (Puerto Rican author + Cuban setting); Saint Lucian Literature and Theatre: an Anthology of Reviews compiled and edited by John Robert Lee & Kendel Hippolyte (St. Lucia); (couldn’t think of a Bahamian book off the top outside of the Sydney Poitier autobiography, so I’ll drop this award winning story) Granma’s Porch by Alexia Tolas; also clearly I need to do more literary island hopping.

*I don’t have a link but I was one of this book’s editors and it is a Burt award winning book.

5. Books from the Indies (meaning locally published and/or self-published books) –

Pink Teacups and Blue Dresses by Floree Williams Whyte

That’s where #readCaribbean ends so I’m going to add some categories of my own.

4. Anthologies and Melanges*

Lonely Londoners by Sam Selvon (Trinidad and Tobago)

Other options – Pepperpot: Best New Stories from the Caribbean, Closure (edited by Jacob Ross) who is from Grenada, Miguel Street by V. S. Naipaul (Trinidad and Tobago); Round My Christmas Tree (edited by Carol Mitchell) who is from St. Kitts-Nevis with writers from some islands not already mentioned including Tortola, Aruba, and Anguilla

*Writers from several islands or a Carnival of characters.

3. Hottest Male Lead

Fire in Waiting in Vain by Colin Channer (Jamaica)

2. A Caribbean Writer writing a world outside of the Caribbean

Home to Harlem by Claude McKay (Jamaica)

Other Options – Small Island by Andrea Levy

  1. Historical epic

Unburnable by Marie Elena John (Antigua and Barbuda)

Other Options – The Book of Night Women by Marlon James (Jamaica)

This took way longer than anticipated – it’s almost Wednesday; I’ve got to stop here. If you’re looking to #readCaribbean, here’s hoping something sparks your interest. I think many somethings will. If (improbably) not, there’s always, my books.

#TeamOsaka

I think it was after a Serena Williams presser. I just remember seeing that she was struggling while the questions kept coming and she probably just wanted to retire somewhere to lick her wounds. This is the winningest women in sports so smallest violin, right. Yeah, well, still human. And it was her humanity, as well as the unique struggle of being a Black woman in white spaces (yes, tennis is still predominantly a white space that the Williams sisters broke barriers in), that resonated with me when I commented to someone just a few weeks ago that I would hate to have to dissect my worst day on the job, or even just an ordinary day, before interrogators and flashing lights. It’s rough enough having to face my fuck ups myself. Hell, even on triumphant days I am sometimes mentally exhausted. So, I can’t even imagine. Not because they are millionaires and I am not but because there are some things that money can’t heal (yes, money can give you access to health care including mental health care that I don’t have; so in that sense, it can provide access to healing, but it can’t prevent depression or anxiety, situational or clinical, from occurring in the first place).

I am 100% TeamOsaka with her saying timeout on access to her no matter the state of her being as a part of her job. But, in my opinion, this is not just about her. We are not entitled to that. We are not entitled to access without barriers to any celebrity. I am not a celebrity and I too have struggled with people respecting boundaries, so I mean this.. And we are not entitled to an athlete’s tears for the price of a ticket (or often not a ticket, since we’re mostly catching the replay).

Maybe it’s because I too struggle and so very much need a timeout myself, but I understand. Self care is not selfish. And it’s fucked up how much we have to say this to ourselves to believe it.

Reading Update 26.5.21

A little progress.

I’m up to page 74 of Fireburn by Apple Gidley.

Speaking of painful moments in Black history, I tried to start Barry Jenkins’ Underground Railroad TV series based on the Colson Whitehead book and I had to hit pause about 23 minutes in. It starts rough and despite me not being one to write off narratives related to Black enslavement (the particularly and incomparably brutal form of slavery known as chattel slavery), the trauma was too much. I do want to continue it though, which is why I hit pause, unlike Them, Amazon’s other venture in to Black horror, which I backed away from altogether. Maybe it’s still that Moonlight magic but I have faith in Jenkins as a filmmaker. I’m not in a place to stomach drawn out Black pain gratuitously, so I’m trusting him to make it count (and to make it about us not the white gaze). But I’m going to need to pace myself.

I’m up to page 385 of the Margaret Busby edited New Daughters of Africa , last read was a story of two girls in what at first looks like a heroin den but it turns out the injection is a whitening chemical of some sort, as the two girls try to become paler targets in a world of micro-aggressions.

I started Monique Roffey’s Costa (and many other awards) award winning The Mermaid of Black Conch. I’m only 8 pages in but I am so hooked.

Through a combo of audio and print book reading, though restarting some weeks ago when I was already eight chapters in (my lack of focus), I’m up to p. 66/chapter 4 of Chimamanda Adichie’s Americanah which I am very much enjoying.

I stumbled with Amanda Smyth’s Fortune. I need to start that one over. But I’m only one page in, so that’s okay.

I started Shakirah Bourne’s Josephine Against the Sea and I’m up to chapter 2, page 17; it’s fun so far – though that main character is a trip.

I think the only other book I’ve cracked since posting my last reading journal is The Art of White Roses by Viviana Prado-Nunez. I’m up to page 95 and I have a feeling this will be my next book finished based simply on the pace at which I’m reading it. Fingers crossed.

I DNF’d another book, sharing a little about it on my current Blogger on Books page, my most ever, ever-ever, I think; which I hope the authors understand means these are not normal times.

While you’re here, check out the following blog updates:

New additions to CREATIVE SPACE 2021 including The Art of Illustration

New CREATIVE SPACE – a good one for anyone interested in fashion

Update to my Appearances page – a cancellation unfortunately due to COVID spikes in my virtual host country

The Jungle Outside is on the board with its first reader review (what took y’all so long?…lol…gratitude gratitude) – and if you’re looking for something “cute and heartwarming”, this reader says my book is it (thank you) and this means I’ve made some additions to my Books page

As for new writing. Not enough. Not nearly enough. Trying to finish up some work projects.

How about you? How’s your reading going?