I took this photo on my last visit
to Trinidad, in 2008
I'll be visiting family, and I've also coordinated this trip to attend the NGC Bocas Lit Fest, a literary festival celebrating books, writers and writing from the Caribbean and the rest of the world. I can't wait to immerse myself in the world of Caribbean literature. The festival schedule has me giddy with excitement, ready to connect with and hear from writers I'm familiar with, like Achy Obejas, as well as those I'll be getting to know, such as the authors reading in the emerging writers series, the New Talent showcase. There will also be films, musical events, and chances to read at open mics, so if I can find the courage, I may step up to the mic at some point.
2008, Standing in front of the house
where my father grew up
I suppose it's not right for me to claim Trinidad as home, as I wasn't born or raised there, but there's something about it that feels like home to me, and it's hard to explain. For most of my life, I've felt like an "other," like an outsider in many ways. There's something that feels familiar about going to Trinidad, where my dark skin doesn't make me different. Sure, I'm still an outsider, not quite blending in a as a local. But in my search for a feeling of home, there is a piece of the puzzle that shifts into place when I'm in Trinidad.
I will do my best to blog about the festival and other happenings while I'm there. Stay tuned for my Caribbean adventures!