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The Rise of Street Literature

The Rise of Street Literature

 

Gia-Bao Tran

IN PERCIVAL EVERETT’S NOVEL Erasure, Thelonious Ellison is a college professor who writes novels that are more praised than read. His work’s engagement with French post-structuralists and ancient Greek literature impresses and baffles reviewers, who wonder what those subjects have to do with the African-American experience. Frustrated by his latest novel’s seventh rejection and angered by the success of the street-lit hit We’s Lives in Da Ghetto, Ellison dashes off a novella parodying the “true, gritty real stories of [B]lack life” that he has been advised to write. This satiric tale, which is included in Erasure in its entirety, is peopled with stock characters like the perennially scowling thug and the vapid baby mama. It is sent to Random House as a protest, but to Ellison’s amazement and chagrin he is offered a $600,000 advance for his “magnificently raw and honest” account. Compromised, disgusted and rich, Ellison creates a reclusive, ex-con writer persona that the literary world celebrates as a “real! live! scary! Black male!” writer in their midst.

Although Erasure is fictional, it is dead-on about the high-octane rise of a genre often called street lit. Also called ghetto lit, urban fiction and gangsta lit—as well as hip-hop’s literary equivalent—it unofficially burst on the scene in 1999. That’s when breakaway success greeted the novel The Coldest Winter Ever penned by rapper-activist Sista Souljah. Still considered to be the one of the best offerings in urban fiction, Souljah’s tale chronicles the hustling life and times of Winter Santiaga, who stole clothes and transported drugs for a living. Now considered classics, other novels from the late ‘90s  include Teri Woods’s True to the Game and Vickie Stringer’s Let That Be The Reason. Both writers published their own books and sold them from the trunks of their cars after collecting numerous rejections from mainstream publishers. Since that time, Woods’s novels have grossed more than $15 million, and she is now signed with a division of Warner Books, while Stringer has built an urban-fiction empire out of her Triple Crown Publications.

According to Essence’s bestseller lists, which reflect data from Black bookstores across the country, street lit accounts for almost all of the current top-selling paperbacks. Rachelle Williams can testify to this from when she worked at Karibu Books in suburban Maryland near Washington, D.C. “I would say about 70 percent of the customers who came into the store bought these books, either for themselves or to send to a family member or friend in jail,” recalls Williams, who is now a doctoral student at the University of Maryland and has written about the genre.

Bestseller lists can’t comprehensively capture the numbers though, because most street lit is not sold at bookstores, but at barber shops, beauty salons, sidewalk kiosks and online. And now the media moguls want a piece of the pie. Traditional publishers like Kensington Books, Simon & Schuster and St. Martin’s have created urban-fiction divisions. Nikki Turner, who started out as a Triple Crown Publications author, now has her own imprint with Random House/Ballantine. Turner has penned popular titles like A Project Chick and, with rapper 50 Cent, Death Before Dishonor. With his G-Unit Books—an imprint of MTV/Pocket Books—“Fitty” has extended his brand into print, even promoting his songs and vitamin water in his ghostwritten novellas. 

Why is the genre so hot?

Look no further than Shakespeare, advises Kevin Weeks, an Atlanta-based author of street fiction. As in Shakespeare’s plays, Weeks says, “universal elements of love, sex, jealousy, betrayal, murder and revenge” make for compelling storytelling in urban fiction.

Street lit’s provenance, though, goes back to Donald Goines and Iceberg Slim (who inspired the naming of Ice Cube and Ice T, respectively). The two are widely cited as the godfathers of the literary genre. Iceberg Slim, born as Robert Lee Maupin and also known as Robert Beck, started writing in the ‘60s after his release from prison. His novels—Pimp, Trick Baby and Death Wish— drew from his own experiences in society’s underbelly. Slim’s books were, and continue to be, wildly popular among Black audiences and beyond. He even inspired Donald Goines to start writing when he was imprisoned. Goines’s prodigious output includes Whoreson, Dopefiend, and White Man’s Justice, Black Man’s Grief and the books sample from his sojourn as a heroin addict. Goines continues to be quoted by today’s rappers, more than 30 years after his murder in the streets of Detroit.

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Prophet June 19, 2008

“Look no further than Shakespeare, advises Kevin Weeks, an Atlanta-based
author of street fiction. As in Shakespeare’s plays, Weeks says, “universal
elements of love, sex, jealousy, betrayal, murder and revenge” make for compelling storytelling in urban fiction.”

Weeks is absolutely correct. However, my concern is that many of the current and emerging street lit authors think that is all there is to writing a good book. There is a difference between a good book and a successful novel. This is what is diminishing from the world of contemporary Black literature: true artists. Where are the authors who will see the power of the written word as more than a paycheck or a cheap ticket to fame? Where are the authors will not only show the world fictional portrayals of the (many different) Black experience? Where are the authors who will include plot and character development, metaphors and imagery, and all the other literary techniques? Where are the authors who will have SOMETHING to say. I apologize but I’m a reader from way back. I remember when we didn’t have an “African-American” section in franchise bookstores. I remember when there were a handful of contemporary Black authors telling our story. I remember when our authors carried a sense of reverence and respect for their craft. They wouldn’t tell any story any kind of way. By the way, no I’m not an old man either (I’m 27).

I don’t have anything against the genre and I cannot say that I have read all the authors who call themselves street lit writers, but I have tried to give a number of them a chance and I find them lacking. They read like a television sitcom (there are few good writers in that arena, too). I love that they are reaching the types of people who may not, normally, enjoy reading. But it seems now that the Black facet of the industry is suffering from a lack of balance. Some of my favorite authors are now finding it difficult to keep telling their stories (because of money/ publishing issues I’m sure)…and I mis them. I know this is no fault to the street lit authors as individuals. I’m just venting as a discouraged reader of Black literature.

I will continue to support Black literature as a whole because I don’t want it to go back to where it was 5 or 10 years ago. I will continue to be an honest and critical reader and whenever I find a skillful author of any genre, I will give them their due accolades. Just wonder where this is all headed and a little fearful that it smells like the same spoil I witnessed in HipHop music. I guess we’ll see.

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