If you happen to be in Detroit next Tuesday, February 5th, some of us will be in Detroit for the launch of Director’s Fellow Shaka Senghor’s memoir, Writing My Wrongs.
Here’s how Shaka describes the book:
Twenty one years ago, at the age of 19, I shot and killed a man. I was a young drug dealer with a quick temper. He showed up on my doorstep at two o’clock in the morning uninvited. We exchanged words, and before I knew it, I had pulled out my pistol and started shooting. He was hit multiple times and died later at the hospital. I went on the run for two days before I was arrested and charged with open murder. For years, as I served out my sentence for second degree murder, I blamed everybody else but myself for the decision I made that fateful night. I was bitter and angry and hurting inside from an innocence lost. It wasn’t until I started writing about the pain from my childhood and the things I experienced selling drugs on the unforgiving streets of Detroit that I started to release the anger and began to heal deep, emotional wounds.Writing about my wrongs was the first of many steps that I took to atone for taking a man’s life. Through the transformative power of writing, I accepted responsibility for my decisions and have used my experience to help others avoid the path that I took in my youth. This is my story and it is my hope that by Writing My Wrongs, I can help others right their wrongs.