For more information visit the Stratford Library website.
]]>Here’s the link to the Authors@Google I did presented in February. It was an amazing experience. I enjoyed a warm welcome. Google is an amazing place.
Enjoy!
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I began writing The Black Girl Next Door because I couldn’t find a book like it on the shelf. As I travel and listen, I’m learning that all kinds of people connect with my girlhood. More than that, I connect with their experiences. Each account adds texture to the fabric of our shared humanity. Thanks.
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Few, if any, Americans had any idea what would happen when the segregationist barriers that had defined this nation for centuries began to crumble. Children, like me, riding buses to new schools and playing soccer together, were the first to find out.
The 1970s and 1980s were daunting years for American “race relations” precisely because black and white Americans began living next door to one another and had to confront the shared and separate histories that no one discussed in polite company.
The history of integration, was, and remains, the history of children.
In Palos Verdes Estates, California– the polite and well-heeled suburb where I spent my youth–Civil Rights was not part of the curriculum. We didn’t discuss Dr. King, or any other Civil Rights leader in school.
On August 27, 1983, after my mother, sister, and I returned from a European vacation, we stopped in Washington, D.C. and joined nearly 500,000 people to commemorate the 20th anniversary of the March on Washington and press Congress to create a federal holiday honoring Dr. King.
That day, I was a fourteen year-old girl who had spent her childhood living off the beaten path of blackness. I had never attended a protest rally. I had never been surrounded by so many other African Americans. I had never seen white people in the minority, and yet so comfortable in their solidarity.
I had heard Stevie Wonder’s song, “Happy Birthday” countless times before on the radio. But standing in that crowd, I felt that song in an entirely new way. I watched people raise their fists in time with the beat as they sang that song. On that scorching Washington afternoon, that song was a chant for justice, a celebration, as much as a demand.
As summer yielded to fall, I listened to the political debate over the proposed holiday with new ears. The polite tones in which people denounced the legislation couldn’t cover the raw emotion and anger surging beneath the surface. I recognized that stiff-lipped fury from my own hometown. I realized that the opposition was a matter of more than candles and birthday cakes.
When Senator Kennedy’s King holiday bill passed in October, I was overjoyed. I watched President Reagan signing ceremony on the news. I thought back to my day in Washington DC, to Stevie Wonder’s song and the small part I played in history.
Birthdays, like school dances and soccer games, can change the world. Happy birthday, Dr. King.
]]>Writer friends and folks from the publishing world helped me understand the rare achievement of having both major papers review my book on the same day. It almost never happens, much less to a rookie writer like me. What has happened to me is almost unheard of.
Of all the books published and submitted for consideration, The New York Times and The Los Angeles Times picked my book out of the stack and paid attention to the words I wrote from my gut. I know I’m blessed.
But for as gratified as I am by the recognition that the reviews represent, I want to explain why today was a dream come true for me.
This morning, my child awoke at 4 am complaining of itchy skin. Like so many other mornings, I tended him and helped him get back to sleep. We sat down to our usual breakfast and then I took him to school.
I made a batch of vegan chocolate chip cookies last night and dropped them off at my girlfriend’s house so that she can munch them tonight as she supervises a teen slumber party.
Sure, I tried to find a copy of The New York Times and asked my mom to set aside a copy of The Los Angeles Times. But I only read each review once.
This afternoon, after my son and I came home, the love of my life stopped by with extra copies of the New York Times and a loaf of Italian bread. We set the newspapers aside because he had to get back to work. He kissed me and gave me one of his signature hugs.
My son and I have laid out blankets on the floor and are watching television, his weekend treat. I’m wearing a worn fleece jacket and the same sweats I put on this morning.
Today was a dream come true because, through the breakdown of my marriage and a painful divorce, I wondered if I would ever feel truly loved and accepted. I wondered how I would ever actually finish the book I had longed to write. I wondered if my decisions to divorce his dad and quit my fancy job had scarred my kid beyond recognition.
This evening, I have my answers to those questions. Today, like so many other days before, my man has shown me that he loves me regardless of how many books I sell or what reviewers say about my metaphors. My book is on bookstore shelves and is being discussed. My kid is okay, and so am I.
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Here’s the link to the New York Times review: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/09/books/09book.html?emc=eta1
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]]>Now I’m going to detail the process of its creation and share some things I learned along the way.
First, web presence is a vital dimension of book promotion. Think of it this way: the web is “awake” when you are asleep and your site is like a 24 hour open invitation for readers to become familiar with you and your book.
You can’t simply rely on the publisher’s website to promote your book.
Your book certainly needs to be featured on the publisher’s website for several reasons. SEO or search engine optimization is a key and publisher’s websites have a lot of pull in terms of SEO. I’m no expert but engines like Google and Yahoo rate sites in terms of traffic and age of the site. So places like simonsays.com are very powerful because they attract so many visitors. Although your book will have a page, it may not be prominently featured on the first page of the publisher’s site. Check out The Black Girl Next Door at Simon Says to see what I mean. Placement on the site is key, but as a rookie author you may not have much control over that.
Unless you are familiar with web design I’d say hire a pro for the job. Professional help is a worthwhile investment in your book and your writing career. Again, the site is your book’s virtual home: it should be as inviting and lovely as it can be.
Of course, there are lots of web designers in the world, and I have used providers I found on Odesk and Elance for other projects.
But for theblackgirlnextdoor.com, I asked my editor to recommend someone with experience designing author and book sites.
That’s how I found my way to a guy named Jason Chin. He’s an author and web designer who runs Cleverbird Studios and really knows his stuff. He has designed some wonderful author sites and had worked with my publisher before. He was a complete pleasure to work with—patient, savvy, and responsive.
Here are the basic elements of author/book website design:
• About the Book (put the flap copy here)
• About the Author (write an engaging bio but keep it relatively short)
• Buy the book links for online retailers
• Press and Praise
• Author Questions and Answers
• Video and Audio clips
• Original Content (essays or additional material related to the book)
• Links to related articles or other sites
Jason and I are working together to implement the next phase of my web presence, and I’ll let you know what I learn about video and audio, book trailers, social media, and more about marketing as we go along.
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