Trauma. This word is buzzing around my head after I finished Monday’s Not Coming by Tiffany D. Jackson. So many iterations and layers of trauma. So many ways it can show up in the body of a black girl and a black woman. The trauma of a best friend who disappeared. Of lost children. Of… Continue reading Somebody sing a Black girl’s song
I have just finished Nobody Will Tell You This But Me by Bess Kalb and I blubbered like a baby as it was finishing. Not because it was particularly sad, but because it struck a chord with me during the 5th anniversary of my grandmother passing. Bess writes about her grandmother, but in a way… Continue reading Stories Nobody Will Tell
Oona Out of Order by Margarita Montimore was a cute light read—one of those beach reads you read in a matter of a few hours. There’s a place for these kinds of books too. Oona spent her adult life out of order, as the title suggests. Every year at midnight on her birthday, which happens… Continue reading Do you have a soul?
A trend on #bookstagram has been to post of stack of books white people should read in order to become better allies for racial justice and ending white supremacy. I participated with my own list based on what books I own, but there are so many books out there I want to share. I wanted… Continue reading A very short list of books white people should read
Growing up, I had what I now think back on as a strange fascination with books from World War II. They were my favorite genre back in fourth and fifth grades. I especially loved the love stories. I hadn’t picked up a WWII book in years and I accidently picked one up when I started… Continue reading World War What Now?
I recently reread one of my favorite childhood (more like preteen) series, Flowers in the Attic by V. C. Andrews. Don’t ask me why I liked such a dark twisted series. Maybe it was a fascination with the taboo that intrigued me. Anyway! I wanted to do a comparison with the first book in the… Continue reading Battle: Flowers in the Attic
I love well-meaning white folks. Like the ones who tell me I’m articulate or who remind me quite often at how not racist they are. The ones who use that infamous quote from The Help. “You is kind. You is smart. And you is important.” I love a good story where black people’s main role… Continue reading Well-Meaning White Folks
I love how I just said I didn’t know how to write book reviews. Well, I tried again and here is my first real attempt. Go easy on me! In Rich Bitch: A Simple 12-Step Plan for Getting Your Financial Life Together...Finally, Nicole Lapintalks all things money and women. She breaks everything women need to… Continue reading Book Review: Rich Bitch
I don’t read reviews, so I sure as hell don’t know how to write them. When I started this blog, I wanted to be different and “original” and write essays/posts based on how the books made me feel and my thoughts on the books’ topics in relation to my sense of social justice. That’s what… Continue reading How Not To Write Book Reviews
I know we’re all in quarantine and it’s difficult to remember what day of the week it is, but this is a reminder that Mother’s Day is around the corner. I always feel sentimental about my own mother (doesn’t even have to be on or around Mother’s Day) when I read books about relationships with… Continue reading Books about Mothers