Eric Jerome Dickey, author of bestselling books Friends and sweethearts, Wicked men and wicked women, and Black Lives registrar, who died aged 59 on Sunday (January 3). A report in the Population, as confirmed by his journalist at Penguin Random House, states that he died of cancer.
A report in OprahMag.com carries the statement. “It is with great sadness that we announce the passing of New York Times author Eric Jerome Dickey on Sunday, January 3, in Los Angeles after a long illness. Eric Jerome Dickey has authored 29 novels, and his work has been a cultural cornerstone over his multi-decade writing course, earning him millions of enthusiastic readers worldwide. ”
Dickey was born in Memphis, Tennessee, and moved to Los Angeles for an engineering career. But he soon explored other creative options such as acting and even stand-up comedy. He wrote 29 novels, the last of which The Lovers Industry: A Novel.
I write back and forth
I can’t
understand
as I have been writing for so long
have to
Griot
powers
Write 225
one thousand
hours
get it
measured
do the math
I did 30
Books
that did you
shouting and laughing
And for the last one
Corona Months
I did two more
Books
Just to keep it
You comp
and shook them pic.twitter.com/3EHoEfpqdY– Eric Jerome Dickey (@EricJDickey) 10 December 2020
Obedience continues to pour in from Sunday with readers expressing gratitude and disbelief. Read some of them here.
RIP to Eric Jerome Dickey’s literary image. Thank you for shaping my childhood with your work. pic.twitter.com/fIDoZdeyxt
– Jamal (@TeetheGem) gave a talk January 5, 2021
RIP to the legendary Eric Jerome Dickey.
Thank you for your contributions to the world of writing. This is my mood today. 🙏🏾🤍 pic.twitter.com/Eu4rTwPk3y
– King of Literature QJ 👻👑📚 (@quardeay) January 5, 2021
I am deeply saddened to hear of the death of Eric Jerome Dickey. These were some of the first novels I ever read about black people that were not about slavery or civil rights. He was a great storyteller.
– roxane gay (@rgay) January 5, 2021
Eric Jerome Dickey was a literary legend. A whole generation read and came to school the next day like “DID YOU KNOW ??? We need to talk about it when you do! ”
Wow.
He will rest in peace.
– Luvvie is the #ProfessionalTroublemaker (@Luvvie) January 5, 2021
This one is hurt !!! Omg !!! Rest in peace!!!
Eric Jerome Dickey !!!
I’m in tears !!! This is too much !! #EricJeromeDickey pic.twitter.com/76qBnwdAKd
– Orsayor (@Orsayor) January 5, 2021
In a moving obituary, journalist Adrienne Samuels Gibbs wrote, “Everyone has Eric Jerome Dickey’s story. Whether you read his books or not, you knew about each of them. You, your mum or grandmother or aunt or goddess had the books on your shelf. High up. So everyone could see the colored connections. His name often influenced Barnes and Noble’s “African American region”, back before the Amazon and back when bookstores were a thing. His stories titled, tasted, and told all that was beautiful and sometimes misleading about Black women, our relationships, our families and our friendships. ”