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When
Laurence Holder looks out of his apartment window in Harlem he dreams
and wishes he could spend his time in Barbados. No, he wasnt born
there. He is a New York native, born and raised in Brooklyn, but his
mother was born there. There is a house there just waiting for him to
take a break from New York. When he isnt thinking of vacationing
he is writing. Born in the winter of 1939,in Brooklyn to Goldie and Wilton Holder, Laurence grew up with his brother Gregory. He attended City College in New York. At first he planned on following in his fathers footsteps by becoming an engineer, but after a broken love affair writing became a tool of ventilation. |
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Mr. Holder
is known for creating, directing and acting in plays which portray the
lives of African American legends such as Ethel Waters, Valaida Snow,
Zora Neale Hurston, Nelson Mandella, Thelonious Monk, Bud Powell, and
Malcolm X. Holder has received reviews from The New York Times, Amsterdam
News, Village Voice and more. His plays
can be seen at the Nuyorican Theater and New Federal Theater in Manhattan. Laurence
admits that writing is a form of therapy and it forces him to open his
mind and grow as an individual. As well
as being a playwright Mr. Holder is a professor at John Jay College
of Criminal Justice where he has taught English for the past 25 years.
He lives in west Harlem with his wife and daughter, where he has been
for over 10 years. Mr. Holder used to play the saxophone but gave it
up to spend more time and energy with his family and writing. He has
raised two children and is in the process of raising a third. Mr. Holder would one day like to move to his home in Barbados. The calming sound of the ocean and the relaxing view from the house is what continues to draws him to Barbados. For more information on Laurence Holder go to http://www.laurenceholder.com |
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