"Oh, I love labels, as long as they are numerous. I’m an American writer. I’m a Nigerian writer. I’m a Nigerian-American writer. I’m an African writer. I’m a Yoruba writer. I’m an African-American writer. I’m a writer who’s been strongly influenced by European precedents. I’m a writer who feels very close to literary practice in India—which I go to quite often—and to writers over there. So bring it on! I don’t want to be called just one thing."
"I wasn’t a week into my job before I, too, had undergone the completely life-changing installation of an irrevocable—and warranted—skepticism of everything I heard or read. So it’s life-ruining, also. Which is why I did something book writers rarely do—which is subject their manuscripts to a Mother Jones-style fact-check—and that they rarely do for really good reason—which is that holy fucking shit is it hard."
Mother Jones’ human rights reporter, Mac McClelland, was nominated today for a National Magazine Award! All she had to do was hook up with some resisters of a Southeast Asian totalitarian military state, teach the dissidents about MySpace, and document the shit she saw and heard. No biggie, right?