Yewande Omotoso in The Sunday Times on Coronavirus, Silence, and How We Endure

Author Yewande Omotoso (Bom Boy) recently published this essay in the Sunday Times (South Africa) about enduring the coronavirus pandemic. We have republished it here with permission of the author.

We Need The Courage to Live Through This Wide Awake
That which cannot be explained can be comprehended, and endured, in silence

Without intending to seem callous, the question comes to me: our world is fraught with crises, what is it about this one that has captured us so?

Perhaps it is in Covid-19’s knack for globality, its capacity – helped along by our technologies of fast transportation – to roam the planet touching what it pleases. This free-roaming characteristic, the apparent opposite of the ecological crisis, the malaria crisis or, localised in a different way (within certain kinds of bodies for instance), the rape crisis.

As Arundhati Roy put it in a recent article in the Financial Times: “Coronavirus has made the mighty kneel and brought the world to a halt like nothing else could.”

Covid-19, like a psychopathic bank robber, has started taking lives, all kinds, and, however slow some have been to take notice, it now has our full attention.

Usually, now, at this part in the movie, the bank robber makes demands, the deft police officer negotiates and, depending whose side we are meant to be on (the cops or the robbers), the movie resolves itself; someone either goes to jail or gets away with a million dollars.

But this is not a movie, of course. It’s real life. Still, as someone who worships at the altar of story, unfaltering in my faith that fiction bears truth, I wonder: if we personified this virus for a few seconds, what are Covid-19’s demands?

Another way of phrasing that question: what is this moment really asking of us apart from the essential fussing with disinfectant wipes?

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Essay by Yewande Omotoso featured at LitHub

Head over to LitHub to read this thoughtful essay about the limits of categorization in literature by Bom Boy author Yewande Omotoso. She writes about identity and place, and particularly, how narrow ways of thinking affect African authors. Yewande’s award-winning novel is out now; pick up your copy today!

At a time when I feel what is expected of me as an African author is to signal and frame my typology, me and my books remain without type; what I write will never be instantly recognizable. A reader once chastised me saying they couldn’t work out whether Hortensia, the protagonist in The Woman Next Door, was black or not till a few pages in. Another reader, more in admiration, mused that despite the Yoruba name on the cover she couldn’t work out who the author of the book she was reading was, from where, speaking what language, living in which town.

I would like to be able to write these kinds of books, to believe that there are readers who are happy to look not only within the margins for story but also beyond. Someone who buys my book for African Perspectives would most likely be disappointed. What they will find in the pages will simply be story, meandering and difficult to pin down. I’ve despaired enough times to have this as my writerly fate. I’ve longed to exist in the center of Place, to have deep insight and access to zeitgeist. I may well learn, I probably ought to, it’ll make me a better writer. But in the meanwhile I will apply everything I have to write the marginal stories that come.

Read the full essay at LitHub

 

Peter Church on South African Crime Fiction at CrimeReads

Head over to CrimeReads to read this insightful essay from author Peter Church. Peter examines how the country’s history and present plays a role in how crime writers have approached the genre. You can get your copy of Peter’s own entry into the genre, the techno-thriller Crackerjack, on February 26.

You could be forgiven for assuming South Africa is fertile ground for local crime fiction writers.  If the Scandinavians have created an industry from the pickings of their meagre experiences, surely the Southern tip of Africa would be bursting with such writers.

The truth is that crime fiction is almost too painful to bear in South Africa. The country is tottering on the tipping edge of corruption and crime.  Dominant publications are non-fiction and the scribes are investigative journalists peddling fact not fancy. Imagination withers in the face of stark reality.

Read the rest of Peter’s essay at CrimeReads

 

Ahmed Ismail Yusuf at Literary Hub

After returning from his recent appearance at the Mogadishu Book Fair, Ahmed Ismail Yusuf (The Lion’s Binding Oath) shared some of his thoughts about what this literary event means for a region in transition for Literary Hub. The event marked Ahmed’s first visit back to Mogadishu since leaving in the 1990s.

Three decades or so ago, I left Somalia for the USA. In my young and somewhat innocent mind, I was heading to Heaven on Earth, but I was not sure whether I was going to make it. I was paralyzed with fear that I was going to get lost through the international flight connections before I ever got there. And for the grace of God, if I made it to the gates of Heaven on Earth, was I going to be lucky enough to be let in? I knew that my paperwork was in order, but my inability to speak English had me laden with a herculean fear that harassed me to no end. I was fearful that I was not going to be able to respond to any question addressed to me, and who was I going to blame but myself?

Read the rest at Literary Hub: At the Mogadishu Book Fair, Literature Is Hope