Capturing The Memory of Love: Praise for Sierra Leone

Happy Birthday, Sierra Leone! We're 50 today . As I write, I sip a chilled glass of homemade palm wine (really coconut water with ginger beer). In the background, sweet, soft n' low is George Lewis' Burgundy Street Blues . His clarinet fills my senses and I take fictional flights of fancy out of the world Aminatta Forna based on Sierra Leone. To borrow Lynda R. Young's words: In The Memory of Love , Aminatta tweaked a lot and a little . She offered enough familiar elements so the readers can imagine the worlds for themselves...offered enough detail to make the world believable, intriguing, inviting, scary , and beautiful. My first fantasy into The Memory of Love, is Mamakay playing in the Ruby Rooms with her quartet; then convalescing in bed. Like George Lewis, once upon a time, Mamakay's friends have brought their instruments-- drums, guitar-- to her bedside and they record their signature piece. Something I imagine is a cross between Afro National, Supa Comb...