Saturday, September 30, 2006

Here it is - the official announcement I sent over email. Feel free to distribute the info...

Also, note the reading preview video that's going up on myspace on October 8....yeah!

Erzulie's Skirt
a novel by Ana-Maurine Lara
Release Date: October 1, 2006
Published by Redbone Press:
Set in the age of urbanization in the Dominican Republic over the course of several lifetimes, Erzulie’s Skirt is a tale how women and their families struggle with love, tragedy and destiny. Told from the perspectives of three women, Erzulie’s Skirt takes us from the rural villages and sugar cane plantations to the slums of Santo Domingo, and along the journey by yola across the sea between the Dominican Republic and Puerto Rico. It is a compelling love story that unearths our deep ancestral connections to land, ritual and memory.
To see a webvideo reading preview , visit Ana's myspace page on October 8, 2006:

Ana-Maurine Lara's myspace page:

One day only....

To order Erzulie's Skirt, go to:

RedBone Press
ISBN 0-9786251-0-2
Small Press Distributors

Or order through your local independent bookseller

For more information on the author, visit:
Ana-Maurine Lara's webpage:
Ana-Maurine Lara's blog:
Ana-Maurine Lara's myspace page:

I love the cover (the art is by Wura-Natasha Ogunji) and the cover design is by E.M. Corbin (thanks E!!!)


Tuesday, September 26, 2006

A quiet, warm day in Austin Texas. That's what today is. I've been resting, recovering from some muscular injuries. Employing the healing arts. As many of them as I can access.

I've met some great people here, right now. The folks over at the Rhizome Collective impress me deeply, with their sense of humanity, community and human rights. I'm learning a lot from them right now. Then a whole group of other folks here in Austin, doing their thing in their own way.

I was supposed to be in College Station, Texas at Texas A& M watching Paolo Piscitelli's sculptural performance, Platonic 5. But the universe had other plans for me. I'm sleeping at home, getting better. Waking up from time to time to watch the live webcast instead. It's an engaging piece, and I love that on the webcast, the light throws complimentary shapes onto the lens, and that I can see a dimension of his movement that I might not otherwise see in person. I love, too, that I can look outside and onto the web and see that the light is the same, though we're miles apart.

More later. It's back to sleep for me.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Florinda's readings are done. The last run was this past Sunday. K.M. put a clip up for folks wanting to see a little bit.

Also moving forward with planning. It's probable I'll read at the Southwest Literary Festival at Texas A&M. I'm also hoping to do a reading at Resistencia sometime soon.

Moving right along.


Monday, September 11, 2006

I did it. I put myself on

I am slowly seducing technology, trying to get it to work for me. This is no small feat, especially given my inherited tendencies to blow up microwaves, make clocks run backwards, and the such. Though it's a slow relationship, it's really giving back quite a bit.

I've been in Austin for two weeks now working on Florinda Bryant's production: half breed southern fried check one.

WHAT??!!! This woman is amazing. Talk about taking life and hip hop in all its forms and blending it into a theatre production. Here's a line for flavor:

"It was the 1930's sharecropping, legalized slavery. For sale, pennies extra a week.

My dad met his dad in Arizona. His dad met his mom, in Texas. Been working places all over four states, she heard. Been working women all over four states, he said. She was sixteen and he was in his 40's. He was handsome and yellow with pretty eyes and hair. She was pretty and young with a homesick heart and open leg. Sex the only thing either of them had the freedom to choose. He never looked back and it took a while for her to look forward. My dad has two brothers his age born to mothers working places within miles of each other.


WHAT??!! I've been stage managing and listening to this piece unfold and it just gets deeper. Every time I look at a section of it, I feel the need to kneel and bury my head in the words.

So, yes, this is my blessed entrance into Austin, Texas: working with Florinda Bryant, Got the official carport party welcome from K.M. and C.D. It's been excellent.