On last evening, I was fortunate enough to have been the special guest on internet radio show Hip-Hop is For Lovers, hosted by two lovely, intelligent hosts, Uche and Lenee. The aim of HH4L is to create a dialog about sexuality, intimacy, and relationships in hip-hop culture.
Last night, the topic was slut shaming, defined as “the deliberate act of calling a woman a slut, a whore or impugning her character in sexual terms in order to embarrass, humiliate, intimidate, degrade or shame her for actions or behaviors that are a normal part of female sexuality.” I chimed in here and there, but it was certainly interesting to hear the dialogue that was being had between the two hosts and their legion of followers, who responded mostly via Twitter and email.
Uche and Lenee invited me to speak about GUESTLIST, and afterward held a book giveaway. (Congrats to the winner, @SnakesOnABoat!). All in all, it was a great time and I am super grateful to the ladies of Hip-Hop is For Lovers for having me on the show. You can check out the show in its entirety here.
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Tagged GUESTLIST by Jay Fingers, HH4L, Hip-Hop is For Lovers, Lady, Slut Shaming, Spreaker, Twitter, Yankin'
I haven’t said very much about Trayvon Martin for one simple reason: the whole situation makes me angry.
Yes, I know, it makes us all angry. We can’t believe that we live in a world, a country, an era where a 17-year-old black teen can be murdered in cold blood and his killer not be in danger of prosecution. But what I’m saying is, and those who know me know this to be true, when I’m angry, I don’t become loud or boisterous. I become quiet.
Damn near silent.
I fester and stew in my anger. It’s not healthy, but that’s what I do, partly because I’m cynical to the point where I don’t think anyone care. No one wants to listen. That goes for everyone, from the politicians and authority figures tasked with creating and enforcing the laws of the land to my own family and friends who have enough troubles of their own to be concerned with anyone else’s.
And so I’ve remained silent. Quiet. Haven’t said a word. Even as the evidence against Trayvon’s murderer George Zimmerman began to mount. Even as tapes of the 911 calls became public. Even as common sense and compassion began to prevail among the masses.
Today, I’m breaking my silence. Today, I’m a black man sporting a hoodie, as Trayvon did the evening he was murdered, to show the world that I am not “suspicious.” The pic above was uploaded to Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram with the hashtag #millionhoodies, and the video at the very top was posted with the same hashtag on YouTube and Viddy.
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Tagged #JusticeForTrayvon, #MillionHoodies, Change.org, Facebook, George Zimmerman, Instagram, New York City, Trayvon Martin, Twitter, Union Square, Viddy, youtube
The first batch of #GLIST ARCs arrived today.
My friend Denitra asked a while back, “What’s an ARC?” I explained that they are Advance Reader Copies, editions of the novel that go out to people so that they’ll say nice things we can use in the marketing of the book. You know, for blurbs and such.
So, naturally, Denitra asked if she could have an ARC. It pained me to tell her NO, because ARCs are for so-called boldfaced names, people who have some kind of cachet and clout in the world of entertainment and media. People who are on the television or the radio and have a significant amount of Twitter followers and ting. Yes. I said “ting.” Remember, I lived in South Florida for twelve years.
Oh, and for those of you still in the dark, #GLIST is the hashtag I’m using for Guestlist, my debut novel, which releases in February 2012.
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Tagged Advance Reader Copy, ARC, GLIST, Guestlist, Jay Fingers, Self-Publishing, Twitter
Last night, I enjoyed cocktails and catfish fingers at Brooklyn’s Vodou Bar with my buddy Dr. Jennifer. We talked about life and how things hadn’t been going especially well for us the past few months.
“2011 has been my worst year,” I said to Dr. Jennifer. She replied that it hadn’t been her worst year, but it had been a disappointment.
“If there was a lesson to be learned in 2011 and I missed it, oh well,” she said, then followed up with, “And I’m not going to say 2012 is going to be my year. That’s just bullshit.”
Normally, I would have agreed with her. It always pissed me off when people would make the proclamation that the upcoming new year was going to be “their year.” I never understood what the fuck that meant. I mean, yeah, I get it, a new year, a new beginning, blah blah, whatever. A new beginning can happen anytime. A new beginning can start the moment you finish reading this post.
But last night, I felt differently. It’s not bullshit, I thought. 2012 is going to be my year, goddamn.
And Guestlist is the reason I feel this way. For those of you still in the dark, Guestlist is my debut novel, which releases in February. February of 2012.
The hilarious Yolie the Jew posted a series of hand-stitched and framed Kanye West tweets that have been made, and are being sold, by an Etsy user named Supervelma. While the tweets are amusing in and of themselves (HuffPo cites the “persian rug with cherub imagery” as “strangely perfect”), there was one that really spoke to me, and it’s the one pictured above: “Sometimes I get emotional over fonts.”
As you should know, my novel Guestlist is coming out in February. What you may not realize is that I’m basically in charge of every aspect of the novel’s design, from its cover to the paper stock to the type of font used for the interior. That last element is something I agonized over for weeks. I even asked my graphic design friends, via Twitter, which font would be the best one to use. In the end, I opted to go with the tried-and-true Garamond.
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Tagged Etsy, GLIST, Guestlist, huffington post, kanye west, Supervelma, Twitter, Yolie the Jew
For the past month or so, you may have seen me post some mysterious tweets or Facebook status updates with the hashtag #GLIST attached. One reads, “A bunch of beautiful people doing some very ugly things.” Another one says, “People will talk about it. People will be upset. People will be shocked. People will hate. Hey, don’t look at me. I only wrote it.”
Rest assured, I’m not sitting at my desk punching “submit” each time you see these. This is an automated process. But I’ve been doing it because I’ve been trying to pique your curiosity. Judging by some of the responses I’ve gotten, it looks like I was successful.
threatening promising that my debut novel would be arriving soon. I’ve been doing this for, oh, about the past two years. Believe me when I tell you that I thought it was ready back then. Things did not work out as initially planned, however, so my novel had to be placed on the back burner. During that time, I learned a lot of things, met a lot of people, got a ton of feedback, and made significant changes. It was all worth it.
That’s what #GLIST is all about, Dear Readers. #GLIST is the hashtag I’m associating with my debut novel. It’s already a somewhat popular hashtag as it’s used by party promoters the world over. If you haven’t figured it out yet, #GLIST is short for Guestlist, which is the title of my novel.
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Tagged Ava Rice, Be Cool Books, Byron Lord, Facebook, GLIST, Guestlist, Jay Fingers, Juliet Feliz, Marcel Swann, Mare Weeks, Napoleon Fey, novel, Sharane Hardy, Twitter