Someone on #bookstagram told me that All Boys Aren’t Blue by George M. Johnson is a YA memoir and I’m shook. I used to care about designations like YA, but as I get older, that label means nothing to me. I may read some books intended for children and young adults, but adults usually write… Continue reading Connections through stories of suffering
Hey y’all! It’s been a long time. I shouldn’t have left you, without a dope beat to step to. Step to, step to, step to. Step to, step to. *wicky-wicky-wah* I’m back with my thoughts about The Nickel Boys! The Nickel Boys is unlike anything I have read before. I have read books about prison,… Continue reading School’s Out
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
I’ve read Two by Two by Nicholas Sparks and I decided to write something about relationships (again). It’s literally my job to talk about healthy relationships, so I had to! Let me paint a picture for you: A man seems like he has the American Dream. He’s got a beautiful wife and daughter. They are… Continue reading Two by Two
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
Writing has been a constant during this pandemic. I have written more than I have ever before. Which is weird because I feel like I don’t have that much time to do much of anything. I feel like I’m not reading as much as I have before. I find myself struggling trying to cram in… Continue reading How to be Productive During Quarantine