Cane River Cachet - April 27, 2002


By Ada D. Jarred


“Getting to know you, getting to know all about you-- Getting to like you, getting to hope you like me...” sang Anna to the many children of the Siamese king in Rodgers and Hammerstein’s show The King and I.

A crowd of Natchitoches residents and guests arrived at The Book Merchant on Monday afternoon, April 15, to meet best-selling novelist Lalita Tademy, to have her sign copies of Cane River, and perhaps to get to know her slightly. It was obvious that a “rock star” of the local literary scene was present, for eager readers stretched the length of the store and down the street as they waited in line. Television photographers and interviewers were present, and newspaper reporters snapped photos and asked questions as well.

Tademy, whose novel renewed this area on the popular culture map, had just received a plaque from the Mayor, which proclaimed, “Thank you for presenting Natchitoches Parish to the Nation. Congratulations from the City of Natchitoches!” If you have any doubts of those claims, bookseller J. Michael Kenny, in his introduction of the author, said he has sold copies of the novel to tourists from Scotland, Hawaii, and even Nebraska. And throughout the afternoon, attendees shared that they were from Cane River, Natchitoches, Colfax, Alexandria, Ruston, Georgia, and Portland, Oregon.

Tademy visited 40 cities on her book tour; but this event, to promote the paperback edition of the book, was her first opportunity to speak to people of this area. She said many people of Cane River ask why their people are not in the book and why she didn’t talk with local people in researching the story. Tademy explained that she wanted to write the story of her mother’s family, who descended from slaves that she “wanted to write as an outsider.” This perspective has resonated with readers of all ethnic groups, she related, especially with immigrants.

To illustrate her point, Tademy read a selection from Cane River, a passage related to her great- grandmother Philomene that demonstrated the experience of women up against the system. The selection ended:

The weeks had passed with her feeling naked and exposed, tensing for the next blow, subject to the whims of some force intent on grinding her up until there was nothing left. And when it seemed that she had reached bottom, that the greedy hands could pull her no lower, Narcisse Fredieu [a white planter] appeared in her room. This was the face of slavery. To have nothing, and still have something more to lose.

What persona did the crowd meet in Tademy? She is a slender, gracious, quietly assured woman, one who repeatedly displayed a teasing sense of humor. Tademy laughingly challenged a man who claimed, “I came all the way from Georgia to have you sign this book!” In response to her questioning that statement he admitted also visiting a son in Natchitoches.

Tademy also seems to genuinely cherish the region. A reader asked, “Do you think the Natchitoches area is beautiful?” The author responded that she was “mesmerized by the river,” that she found it “peaceful and calming.” She also said she loves the area, its traditions, and its cultures.

Tademy was open in discussing her work. She expected to have to self-publish Cane River; however, as she researched the novel broader themes than her family story began to emerge. Writing about the experience of being an outsider enabled Tademy to attract a commercial publisher, to write a book that remained on the New York Times best-seller list for 17 weeks, and to produce a work that has been translated into several foreign languages.

The author is about halfway through a second historical novel, one based on her father’s side of the family. She says the Tademys came from an area a few miles nearer Alexandria and that they did not speak French. A reader from Alexandria responded, “I’ll be first in line for Red River!” Because of her business background, Tademy writes by hand to be more creative. She found that composing on a keyboard took her back to her “business mode” of organizing and reorganizing.

When asked if she enjoyed her celebrity, Tademy dismissed it as “fleeting and brief,” making it clear that she had hoped only for “a little cult following,” to write “a page-turner,” and on another level to “expose the history of this region.”

Repeatedly, Tademy was asked about her experience with the Oprah Book Club and her opinion of its demise. She responded, “Oprah is stretched very thin. She was having a hard time feeling committed to a book each month.” Tademy said she felt “wonderfully lucky” to have been included in the Oprah selections because it brought such wide readership. Her opinion was that Oprah had selected Cane River because it was “a universal story that took place in a certain time and a certain place,” that it included “values, choices, and resilient characters.”

And who were the people that Tademy met in Natchitoches? They were both male and female; they were white, Black, and all shades in-between; they ranged in age from a baby in arms to a woman in her nineties. They included complete strangers, old friends, cousins and other family members. They were appreciative readers, highly complimentary of Cane River. “I really enjoyed your book” was heard again and again. “I enjoyed every minute of your book” was also a common comment. “I had no idea of the history of this region. I feel I understand it better.” “Thanks for telling my story.”

“Thanks for doing such a good job of this book. It really helps our area,” said one local resident. As if to prove that point, a man with his wife from Portland, Oregon enthused, “This is the key place I wanted to come. I wanted to see the actual sites that you wrote about in your book.”

The readers were generous with gifts as well as words. Other authors brought their own books to Tademy. Payne Williams gave her a copy of The American Cemetery, a work that includes much of his family history. Dee Scriber, author of My Little Corner of the Trailer Park, presented Tademy with her latest work, A Wee Book of Mini Stories. An employee of the Louisiana Creole Heritage Center of Northwestern State University brought the latest issue of The Creole Chronicles. Other shared business cards, addresses, and phone numbers. Tademy said this was not uncommon; people frequently bring her copies of their family tree. She related that on a recent one-week speaking tour to New York, Baton Rouge, and Shreveport she shipped home five boxes of gifts.

Asked about her experiences on the book tour trail, Tademy said her known family has at least doubled since she wrote Cane River. She meets family she didn’t know at every book signing. And sure enough, as the crowd dwindled a reader walked up, pointed to a picture in the book and said, “This is one of my great-grandfathers.” The distant relatives of different hues connected; then Tademy was off to Birmingham, Florida, and Denver.

Given all the free promotion that has benefited this region since the publication of Cane River, let’s all join in singing to Lalita Tademy:

“Getting to know you, Putting it my way, but nicely-- You are precisely–My cup of tea!”

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