blackgirl on mars: notes on a life in copenhagen (or how my alienation brings me closer to people).

I can sense the transformative energy of fall nipping at the heels of summer. Many are dissatisfied with the Danish summer this year: lots of rain, little sun. It was like that the first year I arrived here. In the garden close to where I now live, you can see the browning of green: little corners of leaves signaling the impending darkness of winter...ugh! But I discovered zucchini and tomatoes growing there as well...life persists... I can't say that I mind the weather. I was locked up somewhere, working on my novel (yes, a brand new one!) I was surrounded by peace and quiet. Solitude. I was able to contemplate. Yes! Don't forget to stop by Bandit Queen Press . It is what nourishes Blackgirl on Mars...it is what keeps her sane. And I know that you want to support that! ;-) farvel, the lab

The enigmatic legend of the Bandit Queen Bandit Queen is a highlander, she is 20 years old, she is 1000… She is the image of everyone and heritage for everyone. An elusive deity.Limitless lives escaping from conformitySome say that she was born in the 15th Century in a castle in Bavaria and that she was burnt at the stake, others claim that she was the daughter of an Indian Thakur and that she could have known the Enlightenment in Europe. You can find her in certain Russian books from the 30s that talk of her incomparable skill for entertaining… As a phoenix, she rises from the ashes. The tempestuous character who will challenge you Don’t suppose you will escape from her attention. She is a practical joker. Event if you do not see her, she will take care of you. From her several lives, she learned to see beyond the apparence of good or bad and to travel into all circles including with struggling people. Open to interference, and destabilizing elements, she has a lot of friends and lot ...

This will probably be my last post from Denmark this month and since I won't have computer access in Trinidad, it very well might be all you hear from me until I get back! The countdown has begun--we're off in a couple of days and I need to get packing. I'm doing something very un-Trinidadian on this trip: I'm packing light! As my grandmother will undoubtedly say, "She come here with two hand swinging!" Yes readers, wish me luck, as far as I know, no other Trinidadian have ever attempted this feat (well, perhaps that is why I am the Yankee Girl!) The reason for traveling light is easy: I need to trek across London with my son and I figure the less we have to carry, the more we can enjoy our trip. Also, I figure that as long as I take my grandmother a gift, I won't be in doghouse. Gift giving is really deep in my culture where the perception is that if you are coming from abroad you should bring presents for family members and friends "home". Yest...