Retro retrospective.

I'm really loving the fact that fashion and music from previous eras are being reinvented and lovingly embraced. 

I'm a huge fan of earlier eras. So much so that I feel like I've become a retro junkie. I've filled my life with updated versions of the past. 

Robin Thicke had a monster summer with "Blurred Lines"; that jam was my ring tone for two months. I'm also a serious fan of Lana del Rey and her musical nod to the 50s and 60s. 

Let's not talk about the two pairs of 60s inspired sunglasses I've been rocking since September. 

Or the awesome shift dress that has become a wardrobe staple. 

So it leads me to wonder: why aren't we taking more inspiration from these decades?

We wear our cool clothes and never once give serious thought to the other elements that dominated those decades. 

And even when they do, it seems they are just paying lip service to certain ideologies. Suddenly we're hearing people jump on this feminism band wagon to defend their persistent nudity. Wasn't the feminist movement defined by a mental revolution instead of a visual one?

Seriously, if women want to be considered as equal why do they constantly strip down? We don't see men doing that to make statements nearly as often as women do. 

There are so many other ways to make poignant contributions to social discussion without flashing a boob (I'm looking at you, music stars). 

Art is a major influencer of inciting sweeping social change. Why can't we send messages through our books, sculptures and movies that encourage more tolerance and better morals?

Why are we allowing a select few to mindlessly lead us? There used to be a time when the great thinkers and visionaries among us were hoisted on the shoulders of the people. Now we favour those who brandish their sexualities at us like smelly socks, rubbing our faces in it at every turn. 

I really wish that every one who has a major platform to stand on would push for something other than bumping and grinding nude in public. 

As much as we are evolving I feel that behaviour is reminiscent of Neanderthals at a cave party. 

I can't help but to agree with Dr. Seuss when he rightly stated: 'They say I'm old-fashioned, and live in the past, but sometimes I think progress progresses too fast!'

The write time

I'll be honest. I haven't written a single word for my new book. (Technically in this case I don't even have a book - just an outline). So basically I just have unexpressed thoughts rolling around in my head that no-one else knows about but me. 

A private book. 

How wonderful. 

The only thing I've written since releasing The Shadow Guardian is this blog. And lots of letters seeking publishers and agents. But I digress. 

The reason I haven't written is because of life. A seemingly vague reason but a valid one all the same. Instead of writing I've been living. 

In an effort not to be a starving artist I've worked. And I've paid bills. Did laundry. Cooked and snuck away from work to go  swimming one afternoon. 

All of these mundane tasks have been keeping me from my new passion. Writing is suddenly becoming a hobby for me and I think the self-deprecating comments I make on this blog are perhaps the only thing keeping me from feeling like I'll never write again. 

I thought back today and tried to figure out when I used to find time to write before. Then I remembered that I had given up sleep and all forms of any kind of social life to work on my book. Suddenly I yearn for those 2AM sessions when I lost myself in my characters and my plot. 

And it makes me beg the question: how do other writers find the time to write? We all have made huge sacrifices to get the point where we have been able to publish a book. I'd love to know just how everyone else manages to make time to pursue this noble undertaking we call writing when they have laundry, family and jobs. 

So sound off and tell me just how you guys are able to make it work. 

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Why am I such a glutton for punishment?

Every now and I again I get some bright ideas. 

There was the time when I wanted to grow my own organic vegetables. I got sunburned, created a Mecca for all kinds of veggie devouring bugs and ended up wih a grand total of 5 cherry tomatoes, half of a head of lettuce and a very sad looking carrot that only a head strong gardener could love. 

Let's not talk about the time I made my own soap from scratch. Against opposition from every one else in my life I surged ahead, confident that I could eschew conventional cleansing tools. How did it turn out? Not so good; now I buy Dove in bulk.

If you've read The Shadow Guardian, it will become pretty clear who's the inspiration for Tillie's character. 

It's not that I can't commit to anything. It's just that I have all of these grand plans that tend not to pan out sometimes. 

And it's for precisely this reason that I know that deep down that I love writing. No matter what pitfalls I've met since I started, I remain steadfast in my efforts to grow. I could get really dramatic and pledge that by the sweat of my brow that I'll become a best-selling author, but I hardly think that's my focus. 

I just want to write good books that connect with people. I just want to talk about my culture and throw in some details about my life for colour to make it exciting. 

There is something that I've learned in all of my little adventures: if it feels right then it probably is. 

The legend of the duppy

So many people have asked me about the legend of the duppy in my book that I felt I just had to do a special blog post on it. 

The legend originates in Africa and lives on in the West Indies through the descendants of the slaves who were brought here hundreds of years ago. Some of the islands have different names for duppies such as rolling calf and bubby Susan. But in pretty much all of the Caribbean islands, certain facts remain consistent. 

Duppies are believed to come about through the improper burial of bodies. Once they escape, they roam the earth for three days and can get into myriad activities including haunting one's enemies. They're rumored to live in cotton trees and to enjoy a good drink (talk about an eclectic spirit!) 

Many of you may ask "what's the difference between a duppy and a ghost?"  The main difference is that duppies are said to communicate with us while we sleep by manipulating our dreams. In Barbados when that happens, people say that they're being ridden by a duppy. When that happens, you wake up but your body gets stiff and you are rendered immobile. From there it's you against the duppy and you have to shake them off. 

But that creepy stuff isn't entirely what the book is about. In my book the duppy is actually a good guy... of sorts. 

Duppies are mythical spirits that many believe can either be good or bad. In my book, The Shadow Guardian, they represent both but with a twist. I took the idea of the duppy and fictionalized how it appeared in the book (many people were surprised by it and I won't go into that part too much here to avoid killing it for those of you who haven't read it). 

I did it that way because I was fascinated with the premise that they represent one of our souls. The legend of the duppy believes that the soul leaves a deceased person's body for a reason and I again took creative license with that aspect of the legend. Why?

Because I felt like so many of us go about our day without any real burning desire. I know for sure that at one point I did. That's what actually inspired me to write the book - living without joy and love and excitement is a horrible existence. 

So I breathed new life into the duppy by giving it a fresh purpose. The duppy was critical in the book to connect lots of themes such as hope and love. So often, we peg our dreams and ideal lifestyles on outside influences and material things. But let's be real; when you strip away all of that you come to grips with the fact that all we really need is what we can give ourselves. And once WE - not others - are happy and exude confidence and a genuine spirit, everything else falls into place. I don't advocate being selfish and forgetting other people. Far from. I'm just saying that we get what we give and if we give love and good vibes, then it comes back to us. 

I've gotten a few e-mails and messages from people telling me that The Shadow Guardian gave them what they needed to get through a difficult time. I am genuinely glad that I was able to help in my little way. We face so many challenges everyday - from work to our love lives - that it's important to be able to get past all of the bad, dig deep and find the hope that lies within all of us. 

I found mine and I hope you find your's. 

Bob Marley... and a little reflection

I came across this quote just now by Bob Marley and I think it's so poignant that I just wanted to share it with you. It's long but it's well worth the time to read it. Hopefully it gives you the chance to reflect and not squander the wonderful opportunities that true love presents us with.

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.” 

― Bob Marley

Rihanna?

You know how some sites ask you which stars you would cast if your book was ever made into a movie?

I always dismissed it, because let's face it: there's a reason why those books make the news. Because it's rare for any book to sell its movie rights, thus making it news worthy. 

But as I prepare to do some fresh writing on another book, I had an epiphany. I can't imagine who I'd cast as the major characters but I suddenly saw Rihanna dressed as the fortune teller and playing the role exactly the way I'd want it reenacted. 

It's weird how it happened. In my mind's eye I suddenly saw the scene where Lady Oya shoves open the door and there stood Rihanna. 

Tell me what you think. Can you picture Rihanna as the fortune teller?