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Breaking: Author E. Lynn Harris dies at age 54

According to the Arkansas Times, best-selling author E. Lynn Harris died while doing a West Coast book tour to promote his latest novel Basketball Jones about the gay lover of an NBA star.(Read our 2006 interview with Harris here.)

Harris was truly an amazing story and made a considerable mark on the literary world with his twelve novels about contemporary gay and straight African-Americans. One of the most noteworthy aspects of Harris' career — which began with the self-publication of  Invisible Life, a novel he sold out of the trunk of his car to women in beauty shops — was the fact that his very gay-inclusive novels managed to cross over to a very wide and mainstream audience. Indeed, Harris was especially popular with female black readers. 

In addition to landing on the New York Times Bestseller List numerous times, Harris had a long list of accolades to his credit including the novel Just As I Am being named the Novel of the Year Prize by the Blackboard African-American Bestsellers, Inc. If This World Were Mine won the James Baldwin Award for Literary Excellence and Harris also won a Lambda Literary Award in 2005.

A cause of death has yet to be reported at this time.

Let me add, I had the privilege of meeting E. Lynn and he was a very kind and gracious man who will be missed.

ceares's picture

What sad news.

I just got Basketball Jones in the mail last week. I never thought he was the best writer, but he was a very good storyteller and something very rare--a voice for gay and bisexual african american males that managed to crossover into mainstream pop appeal. My thoughts are definitely with his loved ones and his many fans.
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Lior's picture

I'm truly saddened by this news

He was one of my favorite authors.  Not only did his books help me come to terms with my own sexuality, they gave me an appreciation for African American culture.  I will miss his storytelling and I think the world is a better place because of him.  Good bye, sir.  Thank you for the stories. :-(
David Ehrenstein's picture

Quite sad

Never cared for his work all that much, but he was a serious writer, a canny entrepreneur, and was quite adept at getting a handle on bisexuality in African-American life.
seesmith's picture

Shocked and saddened

I had the opportunity to meet him several years ago when he had a signing at the bookstore I managed. He was one of the nicest people I've ever met. The signing was supposed to last for 3 hours but so many people were still in line that he decided to stay for 2 more hours just to make sure everyone had a chance to talk to him. 

 

Rest in peace.

 

lenny's picture

so sad

RIP, E.
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Anthony's picture

Shocked and saddened

I really can't believe it. After the initial shock I got sad about all the unfinished stories I know he had left to tell. Now I'm just grateful that, while I never met him, I came across a cheap autographed copy at Powell's books in Portland. He had such an influence on me. Don't know where my mind would be today if I hadn't read his books... gah, I feel a blog post coming... RIP E. Lynn.

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DaChickenLady's picture

Sad

So young!  RIP, Sir.  May good memories of you ease the pain of your family and loved ones.
belinda's picture

so sad....

 

i can't believe when i read this breaking news.

RIP.MR.E.LYNN HARRIS. 

relater's picture

not a fan

Harris's passing is sad, but does not make up for some very bad writing.  His books were variations on the same basic theme: self-consciously overachieving black gay men (and women) who happen to also be gorgeous looking for love.  Narrow and tiresomely elitist, his premise was insidious -- that one must be middle-class, successful and pretty to be worthy of another's devotion.  Like most other stuff on gay lit shelves -- quickly forgotten.