the Main Lick By. The Lord Kempson Ari weYulu
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I was in Gray Matter (East Park Mall) and as is custom, I asked the man at
the counter what he was reading. “Africa
39 (@Africa_39), an African anthology”, came the reply. Had he mentioned
that it contained The Sack by a
Zambian writer, I would have been compelled to probe further. Earlier that same
morning in Mama Kapwepwe’s office,
she had mentioned the winner of the Caine
Prize (@CainePrize) for African Writing would be at Foxdale court (@FoxdaleCourt), an engagement I duly entered in my
calendar and invited a friend to. I knew nothing of the author but with the
famine of literary activity on the Zambian literary scene, my belly prompted me
to ensure I sought the meal on offer with due diligence. Although the feast
begun late due to the multitude that turned out prompting a sudden change of
setting, I received the nourishment I sought and indulged in the wealth of
knowledge that was provided (with all the trimmings) at with a gathering of
great minds. With immense cheer under the moonlight we celebrated the home
coming of a conqueror, a woman with an accolade she had received for her
substance.
The Lusaka Book Club (@LusakaBookClub) is testament that the myth of Zambians not being readers is a
fallacy, and the audience held at Foxdale Court on the evening of 16th
of September was further validation of how far the Zambian craft and heritage
has come and excelled. In her introduction of Ba (affirmation for the
stripes she’s earned) Namwali Serpell (@snamwali), Mulenga Kapwepwe stressed in her capacity as the National Arts Council (NAC) Chairperson that
it was exciting times for Zambian
literature and Namwali is a demonstration of the excellent quality that is on
offer, and implored that the government (na
munfwa Ba Boma) must take note.
I’ve always avowed that the
hallmark of a prolific writer is the ability to make people chortle
and
suppurate with their implication of words. Through the actors in the story, the
depths and core of the reader/listeners human condition must be pierced and
with their proceedings reach the inner most being of the audience. As it was no mere event, Namwali proved her
mettle and rose to the occasion with an unexpected reading of something new and
conveyed to the public for the very first time. Her courage must be applauded
and was indeed rewarded when from the first syllable to the last full stop when
you could hear but the song of a seasoned hummingbird in the cool of night
serenade the lot. Her delivery of the excerpt from the yet to be published Harper Collins Reader, I Married Him
(By Tracy Chevalier), was poignant
with a complex well structured mêlée between man and beast with its harrowing
and well layered spoken dialogue, setting the grey matter and ears that were
present ablaze. Her art of storytelling is vivid and the coup de gras was the
meticulous indigenous detail that made the story authentic and gave life to the
elements and the environment. Her use of imagery was picturesque and with bold
strokes delivered wit, with every charged measured breath as she delivered her
offering. It was a great privilege as an avid benefactor to behold such a
monumental occasion of which I shall speak to my offspring and kin in the
future.
It was a gathering of literary
intellect which evoked bonhomie in the various minds
“All
good writing is good writing, and all bad writing is bad writing”, she expressed. Writing is
indeed a gift, the ability to give life to words, a calling which posses those
it chooses to be vessels. The text or scroll is a forum used to articulate the
human condition and society with it triumphs and ills, chronicles that outlive
authors, a living tribute. It is privilege to be immortalized in word and an
honor to be recognized by being bestowed with a literary accolade. Writing as
other aesthetics, transcends the authors legacy beyond the grave. It is the
rawness, sincerity, intensity and firmness in her voice when she read and the
breaths of fluidity and synthesis with which words flowed from within her that
I will most cherish about the audience with Namwali Serpell the Halfrican smartypants. Thank you for
providing the cure to my ailment with the palliative of your writing. Ovation
for the 2015 Caine Prize for African
Writers winner and the inspiration she is to this generation.
For those interested in the
activities of the Lusaka Book club,
they meet every four weeks and the next meeting will be on the 26th of September at The Deli.
The book being discussed is, The Hundred
Year Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared by Jonas Jonasson.
Namwali talks Jane Eyre,
academics and answers questions of identity and method in An Intellectual Discourse: The Reflection Of Namwali at kalembaweyulu.wordpress.com
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