By Edward Nawotka
In today’s lead story, Nigerian-born author Chika Unigwe, who now lives in Belgium, states:
“I’m African, and I never question my African identity. What I question sometimes are the expectations that come with being labeled an ‘African writer.’ What you are supposed to write, how you are supposed to write and so on. But then that is the problem with labeling; it comes with a whole box of expectations, usually people’s projections of what the label ought to cover. It’s not always right or accurate.”
What are the expectations to which she is referring? Are they the expectations, primarily of writers and publishers in the West, that Africans will only write of poverty, chaos, corruption, disease or war—of, essentially, many of the same subjects covered most often by the nightly news—rather than typical middle-class life? (It’s a topic Tolu Ogunlesi discussed in his editorial “In Search of ‘Authentic’ Africa” earlier this year on Publishing Perspectives). Is that it, or is it something deeper and perhaps more insidious? And does emigration free the writer from these constraints? Or, because of their background, do the expectations of publishers tie them even more tightly to the subject matter of their home?
And, ultimately, is labeling any writer by race, ethnicity, or even nationality or country of birth, fair? Surely it is somewhat useful, perhaps for marketing purposes, but is it ultimately reductive?
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