Reader Favourites

Look, I don’t have favourites but I was curious (plus I am my own marketer and engage with this stuff anyway) so I went there.

On Goodreads, based on average ratings (keeping in mind that some have many, some have only one, so the math may not be mathing), reader favourites are, top to bottom:

The Jungle Outside (Harper Collins, 2021)

“This wonderful book follows the adventures of Dante and his Grandma who helps him to discover the garden has so many wonders if you just pay attention. …The relationship of Dante and his Tanti is warming, she helps him to keep boredom at bay, overcome his fears, and gain courage so he can enjoy the sweet fruits of life. 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.”

Excerpt of Goodreads reader review of The Jungle Outside

With Grace (Little Bell Caribbean, 2016)

Musical Youth (Caribbean Reads, 2014, 2019)

Lost! A Caribbean Sea Adventure (Caribbean Reads, 2017) – tied – The Boy from Willow Bend (Hansib, second edition, 2009)

Oh Gad! (Simon & Schuster, 2012)

“Oh Gad has an interesting structure and drive that keeps you curious for more. …From the first page, we enter into Nikki’s world, and stick with her through all of the ups and downs, twists and turns that shake her. … we read about her navigating a move, new love interests, political unrest, career changes, cultural differences, and a whole lot of family drama. Hillhouse doesn’t stop at just developing Nikki, but also developing the multiple characters that are an integral part of the story. …Once I did reach the end, I still wasn’t ready for it to be over.”

“A wonderful invocation of place filled with in-depth characters. Interesting pacing moving time forward to keep the reader perfectly engaged. Only criticism is abruptness of the ending.”

Both of these are Goodreads reviews from 2019 Oh Gad! had been out of print for a while. Real talk, a book going out of print (like The Boy from Willow Bend and Dancing Nude in the Moonlight, both originally published by Macmillan, both finding their way back in to print with other publishers, before it), is a low light on the publishing road. So seeing people still discovering these characters and their lives and journeys is…I don’t know, is something (words fail).

Dancing Nude in the Moonlight (Insomniac, second edition – Dancing Nude in the Moonlight: 10th Anniversary Edition and Other Writings, 2014)

And now Amazon reader rankings based on average ratings:

The Jungle Outside (Harper Collins, 2021) – tied – Dancing Nude in the Moonlight (Insomniac, second edition – Dancing Nude in the Moonlight: 10th Anniversary Edition and Other Writings, 2014)

Pictured are The Jungle Outside character studies and the original cover of Dancing Nude in the Moonlight (remember when you’re buying, buy the blue cover).

“Fun book weaved with many lessons – …It weaves together information about many of the fruit trees and other food plants found in Antigua, some of their local names, all the while telling a story about a boy’s discovery along with related tangents from his grandmother. …It is heartwarming once the boy gains appreciation for all around him. It can be simply a story for a young (or not-so-young) person to read. … It was a cute and heartwarming read. Can’t wait to pass it on to my young nephew and niece.”

Amazon reader review re The Jungle Outside

Musical Youth (Caribbean Reads, 2014, 2019) – tied – Oh Gad! (Simon & Schuster, 2012)

Pictured is the original cover of Musical Youth and an image from the launch of Oh Gad!

With Grace (Little Bell Caribbean, 2016)

Pictured is an image from Carnival mas, 2017, when I played as the mango tree faerie from With Grace.

“This is a lovely story set in the tropics that children everywhere will be able to relate to and while you are here check out her two other children’s books Lost and The Jungle Outside.”

Amazon reader review of With Grace

Lost! A Caribbean Sea Adventure (Caribbean Reads, 2017)

Pictured is the cover of the Spanish language edition of Lost! – Perdida! Una Aventura en el Mar Caribe.

The Boy from Willow Bend (Hansib, second edition, 2009)

Pictured is the original cover of The Boy from Willow Bend (same scene, different mood than the second edition, the green and bright cover above which is, of course, the one I’d prefer you to buy for business reasons)

The rankings are interesting. For one, if Dancing being the bottom of one list and the top of the other doesn’t underscore the subjectivity of it all, I don’t know what does. Its sales figures align with the Goodreads ranking to be honest, though – if we want to go there. But we won’t, this is just for fun.

Have you read any of these books? Do you agree with these reader rankings?

Thanks for the Love

Readers taking the time to leave feedback is love, especially when they love the book.

“I deeply enjoy YA books that touch upon the complexities of that period in a young person’s life, while also addressing other important societal issues, such as colorism and class. The plot is simple, but the characters are truly delightful, and made me think back on my own teenage years, and the things I failed to see then, but see more clearly now.”

Musical Youth reader review on Goodreads

And Musical Youth is feeling the love.

“A Caribbean author writing sensitively about teenagers in Antigua, with a lovely focus on music and performing as a way to make friends and overcome shyness.”

Musical Youth reader review on Goodreads

“A feel-good Caribbean YA. I enjoyed the storyline and the important discussion in this novel.”

Musical Youth reader review on Goodreads

These are some reviews added to Goodreads in the past year by new readers and recently added to the Musical Youth Reviews and Endorsements page where I collect and boost reviews from reviewers, bloggers, booktubers, bookstagrammers, and readers alike as part of my marketing strategy and embrace of my books’ journey. It took a while for me to gain any kind of critical attention and even now (Kirkus selecting Musical Youth as one of its top indies of 2020 notwithstanding) there’s not a lot, a lot of it. So big up to the readers every time for being my books’ angel wings. Give thanks. Give thanks. Give thanks.

“I cried with the characters at the end. I love this book so much. Review later when I’m less overwhelmed. 4.5”

Musical Youth reader review on Goodreads


The reviews aren’t always good. These are people’s honest opinions after all and I’ve gotten everything from a 1 star to 5 starts over the years. But when they are good, they are so good. And I am so grateful.

New on the Blog

ParadiseThe latest Blogger on Books update (Take Time for Paradise) is less a review, actually a throwback review, and more a memory with my niece whom I used to let practice her reading by reading aloud to me in the car…and apparently while watching cricket.

The previous review, also a throwback review, because reading-what-reading, is archived here.



Rick as Cotton on Dr WhoThe latest CREATIVE SPACE, CREATIVE SPACE 12, spotlights the art of the recently departed George Rick James. Here’s an excerpt:

Theatre on the Road and on the Stage: Rick James

With the passing of playwright, actor, and mas builder George ‘Rick’ James this September, I find myself moved to reflect on his contribution to the creative arts – as much has and will be said about his contribution to electoral reform and transparency through his Free and Fair Election League. Also on the need for us to archive our arts. And publish our plays! A question on my mind is what will become of his papers (i.e. his plays and any creative side work). Such items, depending on the artist’s impact, have been donated to or acquired by libraries, educational institutions, archives, governments (see the Caribbean Literary Heritage Project for more on the archiving of artists papers). In Antigua and Barbuda, though, who knows? So consider this, CREATIVE SPACE’s first obituary, a recording of sorts.

Read the whole thing.

The previous CREATIVE SPACE, CREATIVE SPACE 11, Musical Harmony, can now be found here.

The CREATIVE SPACE series remains an opportunity for businesses in Antigua and Barbuda to boost their brand while boosting local art and culture.

  1.  Sponsored posts – Your logo or other company image featured prominently on the post you’re sponsoring (your sponsorship supporting coverage of Antiguan and Barbudan arts and culture) with a link back to your web page or social media (your brand linked to that post as it’s syndicated on Antigua Nice, promoted on social media, and archived here on the Jhohadli site). For a fee.
  2. Brand partnership – for companies that have a creative/cultural product they want me to sample and/or cover and/or participate in, and write about. For a fee. I decide if the product is a good fit for the series and I retain editorial control of the content (I’ll be honest and fair).

October 2018

The Jhohadli Writing Project Creative Writing Workshop Series continues. New sessions begin in October as soon as the sessions started in September wrap. We’re going BACK TO BASICS.

Lost! first copies

Finally,  Lost! the Caribbean Sea Adventure and I will be in Miami in November for the Miami Book Fair. Details of that appearance here.


Haven’t checked out any of my books yet? Children’s picture book to teen/young adult fic to adult novels? Read more. If you’ve read any of my books, please consider posting a review to amazon, goodreads, or other online space if you haven’t already done so. It makes a big difference. Keep in mind…

help writers.jpgThanks!


One more thing. Here’s a link re my services as writer, editor, writing coach, and course/workshop facilitator if you should ever need them.

Food as Culture

Today, Good Friday 2017, has seen the Great Ducana Debate among Antiguans in my Facebook newsfeed (not sure where the Barbudans come down on the whole raisins/no raisins debate but among Antiguans it was epic). Apparently ducana is not ducana without it. Wait let me check with Cooking Magic

cooking magic 2013 with host Erna Mae

Me on Cooking Magic in 2013 – no that’s not ducana; that’s another Antiguan staple, fungee.

the longest running TV show in the Eastern Caribbean and the last word on matters cooking related in Antigua and Barbuda.17795781_742268889277758_7891803104330105082_n Nope. No raisins. I’m team no raisins only because I don’t eat raisins and I didn’t grow up seeing ducana with raisins. But, really, I’m team no ducana. No. Never liked it. Eaten it maybe two times in life. But people swear by it and to diss it in any way shape or form is sacrilegious, Good Friday level sacrilegious. Hungry belly (no disrespect to the chef) made me eat the ducana my sister-in-law made for me today (so, make that three times). But the love of ducana in Antigua is so deep, my dislike for the coconut-sweet-potato-grated-floured-nutmgged-cinnamoned-and-boiled-in-a-fig-leaf concoction may get me exiled to Antigua’s uninhabited-by-humans-second-sister-island Redonda.

All this back and forth about ducana has me reflecting how embedded food is in culture. It is as much as dress, music, language etc., a reflection of who we are and what made us. I use it in my books and stories in this way. And so on this Day of Ducana in Antigua, I thought I’d share some of the times food showed up in my stories or books.

Food as Comfort.

“So, when the kettle whistled, they drank their tea and she set him on the couch for some rest and she retreated to her room to pray and think. Come morning, before even cock crow, she was up and got him up for a shower and the hard work of helping her lug the boxes out to the corner where dogs and people would have ample time to pick through them before the trash men came on Tuesday. She fed him saltfish and chop up for breakfast and they still made it to church on time. She could tell he hadn’t been in a while the way he fidgeted in her late husband’s old clothes and scratched at himself all through mass. She almost expected him to bolt when finally Father George set them free. But he stuck to her side on the way home and throughout the day as she cooked a dinner of potato salad, macaroni pie and goat meat. “

– from ‘Teacher May’, published in Poui (Number Xll, 2011) and Dancing Nude in the Moonlight: 10th Anniversary Edition and Other Writings. In this scene, after trying to understand how a former student had fallen so far in life he had attempted to rob her, Teacher May gives him tea (if I could go back and edit it, I’d make it bush tea, specifically soursop bush tea like my tanty used to serve at night to put us kids to sleep).

sour sop
“The piece of fudge her father slipped her wasn’t enough to make her forget that feeling but it was enough to distract her from it for a time. Brenda didn’t have much of a sweet tooth, wasn’t one for suckabubbies and sugar cakes, but she did love fudge, the way it was slightly sandy textured but melted on the tongue, almost too sweet, but, no, just enough.”

– from ‘Breaking with Tradition’, published in Round My Christmas, in which the main character’s sister is outgrowing her and, seeing how it hurts, her father tries to comfort her with the homemade-and-sold-by-street-vendors sweets, in this case the pale brown squares of sweetness made of sugar, milk, sometimes peanut and …more sugar?


Food for limin’.

“He had once been the adventurous Captain of their little seaside village; braving storm, hauling fish pots and telling the best at-sea fables while roasting fish over a grill made from a steel drum in the ‘Shack’s’ backyard, under a blanket of stars.

As a child, Rita had sat on the sand, breathing the smoke and sweet aroma, face turned to the stars, wishing for romance and adventure of her own.”

– from ‘At Sea’, published in Munyori and Dancing Nude in the Moonlight: 10th Anniversary Edition and Other Writings. This references the practice of fried and roast fish as street food (other cooked food street food favourites include goat water, rice/blood pudding, jerk-or-barbq chicken, conchs water, bullfoot soup, and souse) particularly on weekends.

“He was ex-U.S. Army, had eyes in the back of his head; or so the boys gossiped among themselves. He’d heard them, and knew this was one of the reasons they didn’t rob Sister Brown’s Shoppe or Moses’ haul from the Fish Fry which they huddled around every Friday.

He didn’t fool himself that it was his company that drew them; knew it was the random scraps of fish and cassava bread which they devoured like the neighbourhood’s stray cats devoured the fish guts. But then, that’s just what all those boys were, strays; not one of them sure of his place in the world.”

– from ‘Friday Night Fish Fry’, published in Sea Breeze and in Dancing Nude in the Moonlight 10th Anniversary Edition and Other Writings, which even more illustrates the way the street-food-set up becomes a meeting place, giving some a sense of community.
It also references cassava bread, which I write about more extensively here.

Food to mark the seasons.

“Sometimes, during the day, the only sound was the distant rumble of traffic rushing along the main high way to Lookout Ridge – a favourite tourist vista – and the song of the occasional bird checking to see if the mangoes were in season as yet.

She might venture out then; sit under the mango tree in the backyard. As she was now, watching a bird – maybe the usual one, maybe another – peck eagerly at the pregnant orange-coloured flesh. It ate a hole through the fullest side of the mango, only to dash off to begin anew on another. The mangoes were plentiful this summer in spite of the rain’s usual stinginess; only they were mostly half-rotted and hollowed out thanks to the birds’ industriousness. Glory couldn’t bring herself to care.

She remembered when the tree was just a sapling; remembered driving cows away during the recurring cycles of drought when their owners set them loose to menace the highways and find their own sustenance. She remembered trying to beat the birds to the best fruit, but leaving a little something behind for them to sup on. That was Hector’s influence. “Dem ha fu eat, too,” he said whenever she fussed.

He’d planted the tree, for her. She saw him as he’d been then, digging the resisting earth: Smile big, white and wide; eyes jumping, as if to an inner and constant soca rhythm.”

– from ‘After Glow’ published on Tongues of the Ocean, in So the Nailhead Bend, So the Story End, and in Dancing Nude in the Moonlight: 10th Anniversary Edition and Other Writings. Mango marks the seasons – summer and, if you’re lucky, pre-summer is mango season – and the seasons of your life.

The mango is my favourite fruit, so, of course, when I wrote my second children’s book, With Grace, I built the whole story around the mango:

“There, at Grace’s Peak, oranges and sweet sops, plums, papayas, and ripe bananas, guavas, sugar apples, and, mangoes – of course, mangoes – grow. Unlike the rest of the island, the mangoes at Grace’s Peak don’t bloom only in the summer. Their tantalizing fragrance is a year round perfume, the trees budding at Grace’s will, the juicy fruit plopping into her open palm as she desires, its orange-gold sweetness adorning her breakfast plate each morning.”

There’s even a mango faerie who “…looks like nothing more than a mango blossom.”

tree faerie
Food to reflect differences.

‘“I can help with snacks,” the woman was saying. “Finger foods for during rehearsals and performance night.”

The woman seemed almost shy. Was that Granny Linda? He’d pictured someone taller. Her voice had sort of a shake in it too. This was Zahara’s no non-sense, ‘take no bullshit’ grandmother? Wow.

“Maybe some grilled pork and pineapple skew-ers?” she added.

“That sounds good,” Mr. Perry said, nodding. “Although you know, some of the kids are vegetarian; pork might not do for everyone.”

“That’s okay, I can substitute chicken,” Granny Linda said, and at that everyone fell out laughing.’

– from Musical Youth, reflecting a Caribbean where vegetarianism hasn’t quite caught on, generationally at least, ital living and eating being primarily associated with Rasta. I enjoyed coming up with food for Granny Linda to contribute to the food station at the teens’ rehearsals and performance night.

Food in all its gendered problematicness.

“The smile that stretched her face felt more like a grimace, but he seemed satisfied with it. Celia set the food in front of him and they sat on opposite sides of the table watching him eat. Celia had that look of pride on her face – or was it fulfillment – that she had seen women like her mother get whenever someone – in particular, a man – was enjoying a meal she’d prepared.”

– from Dancing Nude in the Moonlight, a scene very much reflective of a Caribbean in which girls are still chided that if they can’t cook, they won’t be able to hold a man.

Dancing 10 cover

Food for good times.

‘And Tanty showed improvement.  By early November, she was even getting out of bed some days.  It was good to see her up and about again.

One day, she and June even made sugar cakes and the house was thick with the smell.  And when he sneaked in through the back door to steal one of the cakes hardening on the kitchen counter, and Tanty sang out, “I see you, you know,” it felt like old times.’

– from The Boy from Willow Bend, in which for a window of time the smell of grated coconut and reduced brown sugar smelled like hope.

The Boy from Willow Bend - COVER.p65
Cooking lessons.

‘When she was done chopping the vegetables, about midnight, Audrey told her to set them to boil in one of the huge pots under the cupboard, twin to the one already on the stove with the “meatkin’.”

“No, no, no,” Audrey called out as she moved to dump the mountains of vegetables into the pot.


“The ‘troba and pawpaw can’t go in the cold water so,” Audrey said, coming over. “Dem will boil hard.”

Nikki raised her eyebrows at that.

Audrey took over the task, explaining as she went. “You ha fu mek the water boil up first. Plenty people that call themself cook always mek that mistake an’ you eat them ‘troba, e tough tough. You wait til e boil up, then put um in. You put any salt?”

“No, I didn’t know how much…”

“Is to your taste,” Audrey said. “Pass it here.” And Nikki did.

Jazz laughed. “That reminds me so much of my mother. ‘Mom, how much of this, how much of that?’ To give it some flavour, she’d say. And I’d be no clearer.”

“Is so my mammy did stay, too,” Carlene said. “‘You wan’ learn, come watch,’ she’d say. ‘Don’ ask me nutten.’”

Laughter filled the crowded kitchen. “Hey, Nikki,” Jazz said, “You should get Fanso to publish a cook book. Put down some particulars.”

“Please, cook book!” Audrey scoffed. “The knowing in the doing.”’

– from Oh Gad! and in many ways Audrey here is my mother – who I got to give me her recipe for making pepperpot, reluctantly, because like Audrey she swears by the Antiguan philosophy that “the knowing in the doing”. There is a lot of cooking in Oh Gad!; after all, one of the main secondary characters is a chef who likes to experiment, but the scene of the women cooking up in the overheated kitchen for the CARICOM Day picnic was an essentially Antiguan moment and so there was no other choice.


Ooops not the Pepperpot I meant to post (but since we’re here, check it out). Here we go (pepperpot – chopped up greens and pickled meats as the thickest and tastiest soup you’ll ever have – served up with fungee, though I didn’t grow up eating fungee with pepperpot, that I helped cook on Cooking Magic…oh the things I do to promote these books):


p.s. as I mention here, Pepperpot is my favourite Antiguan food – so, my dislike of ducana aside, nobody better come for my Antigua card.