Where Love Once Lived--Free Days: 5/25/12-5/26/12
By
Sidney W. Frost, author of Where Love
Once Lived and The Vengeance Squad
Shouts
of racism are in the news every day now even though you'd think we'd be way
past that by now. The old saying, what would Jesus do, comes to mind.
In
my book, Where Love Once Lived, the
male protagonist is white and his best friend is black. I'm not sure how that
happened, but it did make the story more interesting. I'm sure it has a lot to
do with my personal beliefs. However, how does a writer who believes in
equality, write about people of different races without sounding like he or she
is emphasizing the differences. Ideally, race wouldn't be mentioned. This might
work in a movie or TV show, but in the black and white of a book, how do you
show the black and white of the characters?
I
grew up in Austin, Texas during the segregation period, and use the father of
one of the characters in the book to tell about some of my experiences of that
time. I turned one story upside down, letting a black character tell about his
experiences. As George McCullough, now in his seventies, describes his
experience back in the 1930-40's with segregation, I'm the white boy he refers
to. Well, as far as fiction allows.
"It's called historical, now,"
Mr. McCullough said holding a fork in the air. "It use' to be a ghetto,
you know." He glanced at Brian. "I don't guess Cindy told you that.
Most of the Negroes lived east of Austin, but there was a colony here in Clarksville."
Mr. McCullough continued. "When I
was growin' up, there were boundaries, you see. We couldn't jus' live anywhere
we wanted. Ever'one knew where the lines were. Our street here was as far south
as we could live."
He shook his head. "Today, it doesn't
matter. No one's shocked when black and white marry, even." He locked eyes
with Brian, then moved his gaze to Cindy.
"When was this neighborhood a
ghetto, Grandpa?" Cindy asked. "I've heard the story, but I think
Brian would like to hear about it, too."
"Let's see." He touched a
thumb to his fingers. "I'd say up until sometime in the 1950s." He
pointed south. "Over at Mathews School, on 9 ½ Street, that was white. Our
lot touched up to a white family's back yard." He laughed. "I'd
forgotten about that. Fact is, back in the 1930's or 40's, I use' to play with
the little kid who lived there. Well, not play, really. We mos'ly jus' talked
through the chicken wire. My Mama and Daddy told me not to, but I did
anyway."
As
the author, I also worried about making Mr. McCullough sound different. To make
up for using the speech pattern, which I felt gave a better view of the
character, later in the book, his intelligence is clearly shown.
How
do you write about race differences without emphasizing the differences? What
do you prefer as a reader?
Where Love Once Lived--Free Days: 5/25/12-5/26/12
7 comments:
This book looks like it would be a good read:) thank you for sharing.
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Love and blessings,
Sheri
Thank you, Sheri.
Just a reminder, the Kindle edition of Where Love Once Lived is FREE today and tomorrow (5/25/12 and 5/26/12).
Racism is in every culture and goes beyond skin colour. Class distinctions in some nations are really a form of racism, where one class discriminates against another. I'll never forget my visit to South Korea. Suddenly I was in a white minority, unable to speak or read the language, making cultural mistakes that seemingly offending my hosts. Interesting topic to write about. Books sounds interesting, Sid.
Thank you, Jo.
Sidney,your book looks like a good read. I purchased this book yesterday but haven't got to reading it yet.
I grew up in Colonial Rhodesia, and have lived all of my adult life in South Africa, including many years under the apartheid regime. We ministered to "coloured" people during that time and it gave me a clear insight into what went on "on the other side" of the colour divide.
We've had an interesting switch. With our "new" government, we are now in the minority. Quite a challenge.
Thank you, Shirley, for your comments. The word minority is losing its original meaning here in Texas, too. But, what if we didn't look at race at all? What if we treated everyone the same?
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