Trade Paperback Edition
Published by Dahlma Llanos-Figueroa
Distributed by IngramSpark
Pub Date February 2019
On Sale Date March 14, 2019
Ebook Pub Date April 8, 2019
Ebook On Sale Date April 8, 2019
Ebook ISBN 978-1-7326424-1-6
Book Cover/ Interior Designed by Cristina Castro Pelka
Cover Artwork by Dudley Vaccianna
Book launches nationally on March 14, 2019
Book Tour launches March 15, 2019/Andrew Freedman Home
10th Anniversary celebration takes place in September 2019
newly edited 10th Anniversary Trade Paperback Edition with a note from the Author
The 10th Anniversary Trade Paperback edition of Daughters of the Stone, includes a special note from the author, as well as a Readers Guide for educators and bookclubs.
A lyrical powerful debut novel about a family of Afro-Puerto Rican women spanning five generations, detailing their physical and spiritual journey from the Old World to the New.
Daughters of the Stone follows the lives of five generations of Afro-Puerto Rican women focusing on the legacy passed from one generation to the next. How does each generation deal with that legacy given changing environments, culture? How does the environment change the legacy? What happens to communication when language and culture are truncated? What legacy does a woman who owns nothing, not even her own body, leave for her daughter? What happens to a storyteller when she can no longer tell her stories? Can one build for
the future without coming to terms with the past?
Daughters of the Stone
Hardcover edition (out of print)
Pub Date September 1, 2009, 336pp.
Thomas Dunne Books / St. Martin's Press
Hardcover ed. available at your local library.
Pola waited until there was people silence. The other women in her cabin snored or lay motionless after a sixteen-hour day in the heat and sun. The men’s cabin across the way was dark and still. There wasn’t even the squeak of the hammock ties. The overseer of Hacienda Paraíso (hijo de la gran puta, may he rot in whatever hell he believed in), even he, was a man of habit. He had surely put his whips away for the night and was sleeping off his latest raid on the women’s quarters. La familia, well fed and comfortable, was lulled to sleep by the ever-present song of the coquís, which filled the unusually cool night air. The smell of the patrón’s last cigar of the night had long ago dissipated. The patrona, groomed and prepared for bed, had already dismissed the house slave with a flick of her hand. Now, she probably burrowed into her pillow abandoning herself to dreams. Pola could almost see them tossing in their bedroom finery, content in their white people dreams. Snores floated out of open windows all over the plantation. Lanterns were long ago blown out.