I’ve been helping out at the Words and Music Literary festival the past few days. I have a notoriously hard time sitting still (audio only is a real challenge) but it's been so worth it.
First, several of the folks involved in Seeing Black, the photography/book/multimedia project, spoke and took questions. It was a treat to see and hear Kalamu ya Salaam, Eric Waters, and Chelsea K. Shannon. I bought the last copy of the book immediately and got it signed (to complaints from a crusty OWD I beat out who insisted the Community Book Center RIGHT NEXT DOOR didn’t have it -- PS they do). Sorry not sorry!
There was also a (woefully underattended) screening of Time, a movie about a young Shreveport couple incarcerated for a bank robbery. Fox was released after serving her time but her husband Rob was sentenced to 60+ years. Decades later, both Fox and Rob attended the screening and graciously answered our questions after in an intimate small circle. So grateful for their vulnerability and grace.
All this culture and creativity is inspiring me to dig much deeper in my own writing.
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