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After The Dance Was My First Attempt At Nonfiction. I'd Never Really Participated In Carnival, And I Really Wanted To Go. It Sounded Like A Wonderfully Fun Thing To Do. And I Wanted To Write Something Happy About Haiti, Something Celebratory. And Going To Carnival Gave Me A Chance To Do That, Because It Is One Of The Instances In Haiti When People Shed Their Class Separation And Come Together.

It's Interesting To See People Overcome Things. Because If You Didn't Overcome, You Wouldn't Be Writing It.

Art Is A Luxury But Also A Necessity.

I Would Hate For People To Generalize About Every Haitian From Something That One Haitian Did, Or A Group Of Haitians Did.

Napoleon Had Been Fighting This Army Of Slaves And Free People In Haiti And It Depleted His Forces. And After The Revolution, When The French Were Driven Out, They Stopped And Sold This Big Chunk Of North America To The Americans For Very Little Money.