Congratulations to Tiya Miles on her nomination for the 28th Annual Lambda Literary Awards!
Tiya was recently nominated for her first novel, The Cherokee Rose. Learn more about the Lambda Literary Awards.
Congratulations to tiya miles!
“The 2015 INDIEFAB finalist selection process is as inspiring as it is rigorous,” said Victoria Sutherland, publisher of Foreword Reviews. “The strength of this list of finalists is further proof that small, independent publishers are taking their rightful place as the new driving force of the entire publishing industry.”
The Cherokee Rose has been recognized as a finalist in the 18th annual Foreword Reviews’ INDIEFAB Book of the Year Awards. Learn more about the INDIEFAB and the awards.
This highly accessible work examines a little-known aspect of America’s past — slaveholding by Southern Creeks and Cherokees — and its legacy in the lives of three young women who are drawn to a Georgia plantation where scenes of extreme cruelty and extraordinary compassion once played out. The novel is based on historical sources about the Chief Vann House in Chatsworth, Georgia, and the Moravian mission sponsored there in the early 1800s.
Listen to the recorded discussion hosted by AAUW this past December with former AAUW grantee and MacArthur Genius Grant winner Tiya Miles, author of The Cherokee Rose.
Congratulations to Tiya Miles!
Tiya was awarded the Independent Publisher Book Awards Bronze Medal in the Multicultural Fiction category for The Cherokee Rose.
The second, expanded edition of Ties That Bind: The Story of an Afro-Cherokee Family in Slavery and Freedom, has just been released from the University of California Press!
My grandmother used to tell me stories about her father, a man born into slavery who claimed African American as well as Native American forebears. His name was Price. He lived in Mississippi as a boy and felt the immediate, transformative effects of the U.S. Civil War. He came of age as a free man, but faced the brutal limitations of unrelenting racial prejudice. He had children; they had children; those children had children, and here I am. My grandmother never finished grade school. She picked cotton as a girl down South, then cleaned homes for white families to make a living for her own twelve children in the North. She is the most brilliant person I have ever known. When I was admitted to Harvard College, my grandmother told me that one of her employers had a son who was a professor there. She couldn’t believe that her granddaughter would be at the same school, not as his maid, but as a student. The memory of my grandmother’s beaming pride at my graduation, after all of her years spent stooping down in cotton fields and kitchens, still brings tears to my eyes. She passed away at the age of 90, just before my twin daughters reached their first birthday. She had a lovely funeral. As my grandmother would say, we sent her home in “high cotton.”
The Metaphysics of History
When I travel to give presentations on my work, I most often hear feedback on an interview with Krista Tippett, titled “On Living Memory,” where I talked about the metaphysics of history. Here it is:
The magic of history may be this: with time comes change. So how can we channel that magic? How can we shape that inevitable change for the betterment of our planet Earth and all of her motley residents – the animate and the inanimate, the weak as well as the strong? How can we play our parts in history for the greater good? How can we make history together, aligning in our minds the reality of change and the righteousness of justice?
The Call of the Ancestors
A quotation from my mother, upon learning that I had just won a MacArthur Foundation Fellowship:
The Call of History
A quotation from historian Walter Johnson’s article, “On Agency” (Journal of Social History, 2003):