Do not get lost in a sea of despair. Be hopeful, be optimistic. Our struggle is not the struggle of a day, a week, a month or a year, it is the struggle of a lifetime. Never, ever be afraid to make some noise and get in good trouble, necessary trouble. We will find a way to make a way out of no way.”–John Lewis, 1940-2016
“When I get mad, I put it down on a pad.”
Some thoughts on Black pain, anger, trauma and reactions, in these times. They may be unprecedented, but in other ways, been here before. Warning ahead of time–this one is long. Bring water, snacks, and a gas mask.
Image: Protestors watch fireworks go off as the Minneapolis 3rd Police Precinct burns.
It’s that time of year again, Black History Month. Yes, I’m about 26 days late. Let me have this.
I wrote a book. Again. An actual whole other book. Well actually, like last time, it’s a novella–that no man’s land between full-fledged novel and short story. This one’s called The Haunting of Tram Car 015. It debuts in one week, so I thought it might be important that I tell people about it.
That amazing cover is courtesy of artist Stephan Martiniere.
Phenderson Djèlí Clark 