My past few years have been consumed with research on another book (currently titled “Nothing But Love in God’s Water: The Influence of Black Sacred Music on the Civil Rights Movement”). I’m not sure yet, but it may be my final non-fiction book. Twenty-five books is enough any idiot.
I don’t know when I’ll be finished. But then, I never really know on each new book. All of my spare time — weekends, nights, “vacations” — have been spent, for the most part, in pursuit of knowledge related to this project. I’ve read literally hundreds of books and magazine and newspaper articles. I’ve so far interviewed more than 60 gospel artists, Freedom Riders, pastors, announcers, marchers from the height of the Civil Rights era. Mary and I have traveled to Birmingham (twice) and Chicago for research and in-person interviews, and we have more travels yet ahead.
We’ve made a lot of new friends. I’ve also come to have a new appreciation for some new heroes: Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., of course, but also the Rev. Fred Shuttlesworth, Dorothy Love Coates, and Rep. John Lewis (who graciously agreed to an interview).
I’ve also immersed myself in the heroes of the past — W.E.B. DuBois, Paul Robeson, Nina Simone and so many others. I want to talk about DuBois in particular in the days ahead.
New friends, old friends who come alive, friends we haven’t yet met. “Nothing But Love in God’s Water” has already been invaluable to me, regardless if the book sells modestly or not at all.