Facebook Memories threw up a conversation from ten years ago today, and, as one does less and less on the platform, I remember how it used to be an avenue for the liveliest conversations. This one is about the term “African writer,” or African anything really, in the period around Ghaniain novelist Taiye Selasi’s statement at a festival in Rome that African writing did not exist (Brittle Paper, November 2023).
In the lively engagements that followed, the Ugandan journalist, Davina Kawuma, asked:
“From which aspect of being an African writer (or of African writing and literature) do you most wish to distance yourself?—and why?”
Davina Kawuma
Facebook has sadly disabled embed but you can read the 10-year old opinions HERE
