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Emblematic of the current attention raining down on African American letters, the black literary world came together at two separate events a few weekends ago: the second annual Black Writers' Retreat, held at the Betty Shabazz Wholistic Retreat Center in upstate New York, and the third annual Harlem Book Fair and Uptown Arts Festival on 135th Street. The Black Writers' Retreat, founded by Third World Press publisher Haki R. Madhubuti, hosted 70 writers at varied stages of their craft, honing skills in workshops led by Sonia Sanchez, Amiri Baraka, and others over a four-day weekend. The Harlem Book Fair featured panel discussions with writers like Nelson George and Colin Channer, as well as readings and expo-style booths. But the conversations and issues raised at both events were similar: Whom do black authors write for, and who should our audience be? Will the imprints of the major housesnewly geared up to reach a broad black readershiprelease mediocre work and ghettoize the literary marketplace, or will they prove a boon for black voices?
DAY ONE OF THE BLACK WRITERS' RETREAT: Otisville, New York. Sixty women and 10 menan assortment of writers from all over the country, both seasoned and aspiringsit assembled in the ranch house conference center, surrounded by five acres of plush green land, at this opening session of the retreat. As per tradition, the eldest writer present is asked permission to commence an African libation ceremony, honoring the spirits of inspirational writers past as well as ancestors on the whole. Water is spilled; names are called out from every corner of the rambler. Zora Neale Hurston. James Baldwin. Jean Toomer. Ralph Ellison. Gwendolyn Brooks. Richard Wright. A prayer is sent up for poet June Jordan, suffering from breast cancer. The ritual is intended to place writers in a higher, literary mindset rather than focusing on the capitalistic angle (i.e., what it takes to sell a book).
"You have major publishers which are primarily owned by multinational corporations starting black imprints," Madhubuti says in his opening address, referring to specialized presses like Strivers Row, Amistad, Harlem Moon, and Dafina Books (which are part of Villard/Random House, HarperCollins, Random House, and Kensington, respectively). "I think there are about seven now. And these publishing companies have brought in black editors and put some serious money around trying to capture that market. So when you begin to look at what they're doing and the type of material that they're publishing, there does seem to be some promise in terms of at least having the resources to publish writers in many different genres."
Though black fiction stands at a promising juncturewriters are being granted the previously unavailable opportunity to realize mainstream potential, offering readers access to a wider variety of talentthe nationalistic faction of the black literati has cause to remain wary of "multinational corporations." (Madhubuti's own Third World Press, founded in 1967, is a political and cultural house publishing in many genresfiction, nonfiction, spiritualand has provided an inspirational model for the likes of Moore Black Press, Black Classic Press, Africa World Press, and Just Us Press.) Strivers Row has already kicked up a bit of controversy; ads for three new titlesplaced in mags like Good Housekeeping and Family Circleare sponsored by and double as a plug for Pine-Sol cleaner, sparking fears that these imprints will further ghettoize black fiction. A recent article in The New York Times cited contemptuous comments from authors Terry McMillan ("What does Pine-Sol have to do with books? It is really insulting. It is sad. Once again we are back where we started") and Jill Nelson ("These ads are insulting and condescending. It's racist, and I bet you it's bad marketing").
"Every other form of popular culture in this country uses some form of underwriting," counters Nelson George, veteran music journalist and author of contemporary relationship novels like Seduced and One Woman Short. "Cross-marketing is the norm in TV, film, music. So why would books be sacrosanct? I think it's inevitable. The next John Grisham novel may be sponsored by Lexus, and definitely I know Tom Clancy would get a big deal! The U.S. Army would be happy to underwrite his shit. It's fascinating. All the controversy is about a black title, but the effect of this deal will affect the entire publishing industry, if it works."