Before the novels, before the poems, before the folktales and the horror, there was a notebook, and a road. The Desert Has No Sky was my first book. It is not a story I invented. It is a diary, the record of the day I left The Gambia and set…
Every horror tradition has a cursed object. The ring you shouldn’t wear, the tape you shouldn’t watch, the doll you should absolutely have left at the estate sale. When I sat down to write a Gambian horror story, I knew immediately what my cursed object had to be: a book….
Orpheus went down into the underworld for a lover. Most of the old quests run on romance: the prince climbs for the princess, the knight rides for the queen. When I sat down to write Lady Asta, I wanted the engine to be the love our tales actually run on,…
