I have humbly engaged Marcel Proust’s questionnaire:

What is your idea of perfect happiness?

Laughing with my son.

What is your greatest fear?

Widespread apathy.

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?

Compulsive cleanliness.

What is the trait you most deplore in others?


Which living person do you most admire?

There are too many to name only one person.

What is your greatest extravagance?

I don’t have one yet.

What is your current state of mind?


What do you consider the most overrated virtue?

Patience. As a Black woman I am tired of being told to wait.

On what occasion do you lie?

None. Except white lies. Wait, are Black people allowed to tell white lies?

What do you most dislike about your appearance?


Which living person do you most despise?

There are too many to name only one person.

What is the quality you most like in a man?


What is the quality you most like in a woman?


Which words or phrases do you most overuse?

Asking, “Did you wash your hands?”

What or who is the greatest love of your life?

My son.

When and where were you happiest?

Pretty much anywhere with my son.

Which talent would you most like to have?


If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

The ability to change more things.

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

I haven’t had one yet.

If you were to die and come back as a person or a thing, what would it be?

Extraterrestrial life form.

Where would you most like to live?

Anywhere with trees, sunny days and no guns.

What is your most treasured possession?

A sense of humor.

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?

Not being believed.

What is your favorite occupation?


What is your most marked characteristic?


What do you most value in your friends?


Who are your favorite writers?

James Baldwin, Audre Lorde, Shel Silverstein.

Who is your hero of fiction?

King T’Challa

Which historical figure do you most identify with?

Kizzy Reynolds.

Who are your heroes in real life?

There are too many to name only one person.

What are your favorite names?

Van, Zachary.

What is it that you most dislike?

Bad food.

What is your greatest regret?

Being afraid to speak up.

How would you like to die?

Peacefully on a beach with Veuve Clicquot Demi Sec. Then roll my body out to sea.

What is your motto?

I don’t have a motto.


Tami Warren graduated from the University of Colorado, with a B.A. in Sociology. She lives in Denver, Colorado. 


Originally, I wrote, Namaste Negro, about my experiences living in Boulder, Colorado, considered one of the most open, progressive, liberal places ever – my son, and I endured bigotry in Boulder, shrouded in flaxseed, and hints of patchouli. The publishing world is treacherous terrain as well, with its own mountains to scale. Namaste Negro, did not find a home in the hallowed halls of a publishing house, so I decided to share a piece here. If you appreciate an item you read, I ask that you aptly credit authorship appropriately. Often I thought, if Boulder, is supposedly the land of liberal, open-minded, progressive white folks, then the nation is in deep denial regarding the depths of racial bias that lies within its soul. Use of the word, Negro, in NamasteNegro.com, is done so with veneration. It’s intended as a cultural, respectful, soulful salutation. Illuminating a word that has been twisted to diminish, and separate. We are collectively, a bioluminescent Negro spiritual. Be light, never dim. We are Black, soulful, and bright – all connected on this planet – therefore, let’s evolve, advance, cultivate, and cachinnate as humans on this spiritual flight.