These are pictures I picked up off of Pinterest to use as “inspiration” for the novel I am writing. It is set in the antebellum period in North Carolina and revolves around a woman who, while passing for white, helps to lead slaves to freedom. That is the simple synopsis.
Last night a church in South Carolina experienced a horrendous, unimaginable event. A young white man entered an African Methodist Episcopal Church in Charelston South Carolina and killed nine people after sitting through the prayer service. It is being called by the authorities a hate crime, which I’m sure it was.
I don’t usually blog about current events, but this felt like someone punched me in the gut and then some. I spend and have spent the better part of a year researching, studying and writing about slavery. Often I’m stopped cold while reading or writing, when I think we are only 150 or so years from the actual horror that slavery was.
Then, as I’m about to go to sleep, I read a FB post that tells me, a traditionally black church was invaded and desecrated and nine people lost their lives. Needless to say, I did not sleep well. I am devastated, appalled, heartbroken; and yes, I know racially motivated crimes happen all the time. This crime, hit me hard. Sometimes that happens.
Why? I am one half of an interracial marriage. I am the mother of a biracial child. I am a family member of an African American family through marriage. I am worried about racially motivated crimes.
The bigger picture. When, if ever, will this end. There is racial unrest all over the world. I know this. I also know that it is pointless sometimes to go tilting at windmills.
So, I sit here as broken-hearted this morning as I am at times, when a portion of the research I do for my story, tears a hole in my soul. I read and write about what no human being should ever have had to endure. Then, I see that we have learned nothing. The nine people who lost their lives would possibly agree with me. May they rest in peace.
I hope I have been clear if not eloquent. This is a subject that is so emotional for me that I find myself at a loss to adequately put into words what I am feeling.
Read between the words, my friends. See my broken heart.
Hello. I am the author of the Historical Fiction novel called Mamie Garrison. It is a tale of slavery, abolition, romance and history, set in the years just prior to the Civil War. It is available on Kindle for .99 and on Kindle Unlimited; also in paperback. Mamie Garrison has a dual storyline. The present day story involves Bella and Andrew finding Mamie's journals. Their story includes romance and paranormal aspects. Mamie's story follows her adventures as an abolitionist through her journals. There are some mysteries as well as an unusual background in Mamie's life. I am 59 and married with one adult child and one grandchild. I have always enjoyed the written word and have been a voracious reader from my early youth. I am inspired by many authors in the historical fiction genre. I am also a lover of Russian literature, particularly Tolstoy and Doestoyefsky. I find great inspiration for creating characters by looking at the ones these two authors have created. There is such a depth to them. I have written for most of my life in one form or another. I have dabbled in poetry and songwriting, and have more started novels than finished ones. In my free time, I like reading, history and travel. I am interested in genealogy and working on my family tree. I live in the Midwest United States with my husband, Chris and my dog, Max.