The series 100 Pages was started to highlight those books I’ve put aside after 100 pages – not due to any fault of the author or the quality of the writing, but because ultimately they were not to my taste. 100 Pages is a way to recommend deserving books that I know BookSexy Review readers will be interested in, even when I am not.
One Day I Will Write About This Place is a memoir by author Binyavanga Wainaina. Writing in the first person present tense, Wainaina takes the reader through his Kenyan childhood in the 80’s, college in South Africa in the 90’s, and his eventual immigration to the United States in the first decade of the 21st Century. More than the typical coming of age story – the book reminded me of Eudora Welty’s autobiography One Writer’s Beginnings. Binyavanga Wainaina is telling a very specific story which focuses on his development as a writer. He tells it in full-throttle, turn-the-spigot-on-and-let-it-rip stream of consciousness style.
“Stream” may even be too tame a word. Wainaina has unleashed a river of memories, impressions and emotions. The disorganization of his thought process – which he wrestles and maneuvers into the context of his life and the semblance of a plot – feels unusually authentic. His words and ideas are not being arranged with an eye for poetry or artful composition. The writing between these covers reads like raw, unedited data. And I mean that in the best possible sense. There’s a cognizance here that I feel is missing from many memoirs.
And Binyavanga Wainaina stays true to his GRANTA article. The Kenyans he describes do not live in grass huts. They are, in fact, Kenyans in the sense that a New Yorker is from New York. There is a multi-cultural aspect to his childhood. As he says in the article, “Africa is big: fifty-four countries, 900 million people…” and you feel that when reading One Day I Will Write About This Place. His mother was born in Uganda and owns a beauty salon. She “speaks Kinyarwanda (Bufumbria), Luganda, English, and Kiswalhili.” His father is Kenyan, a Gikuyu and is the Managing Director of the Pyrethrum Board of Kenya. He too speaks multiple languages – Gikuyu, Kiswahili and English. They are committed to seeing their country prosper. Young Binyavanga is aware of the politics happening around him, but larger events take place on the periphery of his child’s world.
The most scenic description I came across in the 109 pages I’d read was of a corrugated roofed village that young Wainaina visits with his father to find a mechanical part. It is located in the poorest section of the city, not the section where his family lives. Wainaina is careful to differentiate.
…It is lunchtime, and women are gathered around huge pots cut out of old oil drums; beans and maize are boiling, men queuing for a two-shilling lunch. Screaming, shouting, ladles clashing hard on enamel plates. Now it is the smell of boiling suds of beans.
The grass has been beaten down to nothing by feet over many years in this large patch of ground of banging. Somewhere, not far from here, an open-air church service is taking place: loudspeakers and shouts and screams.
You would not believe that not five hundred meters from here are roads and shops, and skyscrapers and cool restaurants that are playing the music of noiseless elevators, and serving the food of quiet electric mixers and plastic fridge containers. Burgers and coke. Pizza.
My problem finishing One Day I Will Write About This Place have more to do with my personal likes and dislikes than a weakness in the author’s story. First person present is my least favorite narrative tense. The author is not just asking me to immerse myself in his book, but to accept that I am present as the events occur. It’s always felt gimmicky and I’ve difficulty moving past it. Also, I generally don’t like memoirs.
But I can recognize when a book is well written and important. Binyavanga Wainaina has given the reader something that he recognizes as all too rare: an honest representation of modern Africa. A place much more familiar (and less romantic) than that we in the West imagine it to be.
Publisher: Graywolf Press, Minneapolis (2011)
ISBN: 978 1 55597 591 3
9 thoughts on “100 Pages: One Day I Will Write About This Place by Binyavanga Wainaina”
Thanks for sharing! I’m really looking forward to giving this one a read myself at some point so glad to hear your thoughts and issues with it. I hope that I do better when I find a copy 🙂
Send me an email with your address and I will send you my galley. I’m sure Graywolf would love another review!
What a great idea – And what a good review for a book that you felt was not a good fit for you. (Kinda glad I didn’t pick this one up! haha)
I dont know why, but the critiquing on the book, only tiltilates my sense of curiousity, simply to pass off the test of reading beyond the first 100 pages, because I always feel the author would not fail me.
Thank you for commenting. I’m so glad that my review titillated and I hope you will read Wainaina’s memoir. I do believe it is a good book. It just wasn’t the book for me.
I would be reading this one day. It’s not yet on the Ghanaian market but there should be a way. Thanks for this review.
Thank you for the comment Nana!
Thanks for the reviewing. I’m also looking forward to reading this book.
Hi Kinna – I’ll look for your review! Thanks for commenting.