August Bookend

Yes, I am back to being derelict with my monthly Bookends. But this time, I have a good excuse! … Not really. Wow, I’m so trash. It’s embarrassing that it took me this long to get this monthly bookend up, but here it goes. Plus, August was a month of trials (lawyer joke!) and tribulations,…

A Place for Us

I have a friend who doesn’t like sad movies. Once, he and I had a debate about the acting-driven film Fences, which I thought was a masterpiece that surely should have won the Oscar for Best Picture that year…but he didn’t like, because it was sad. Well, it sure as fuck wasn’t a happy movie. But…

Binti & Binti Home

Earlier this year, I started on my journey into the mind of Nnedi Okorafor with Book of Phoenix. That journey continued last month with Binti and Binti Home. Binti, the main character, is a Himba person from Earth who journeys, against the wishes of her family, off Earth to attend the ultra-prestigious Oomza university. Oomza…

Crazy Rich Asians Trilogy

Now that summer is over (lies!), I’m finally ready to reflect on my “summer reading.” By far the most fun part of my summer reading was the Crazy Rich Asians trilogy by Kevin Kwan. And it was capped off with the release of the Crazy Rich Asians film, which dropped last month! Can you say: So,…

Drown

I’ve been around the block long enough to know that everything I read is colored by the way I see the author. And I can’t look at Junot Díaz the same after the stream of stories regarding his behavior toward women erupted this year. He had long been one of my favorite authors, and while…

July Bookend

After having a slower June, July was a busier month for me readingwise. I finished the mammoth classic, The Fountainhead, which I undertook to read at the end of last month (and that is long overdue back to the library) out of sheer curiosity. What a doozy! I also finished the Crazy Rich Asians Trilogy…

The J to Halsey Street

I grew up being bounced up to my grandparents’ house in Bedstuy almost every summer from my southern homes spread between Savannah, GA and Montgomery, AL. Every trip was a shock of people, heat, cars, towers, bodegas, stoops, and family. My grandparents bought their brownstone thirty years ago, and since then have watched the world…

What We Lose

We lose a lot. A helluva lot. We all have…or will, at some point in our lives. Once you get to be a certain age, people start to die. The generations above us slowly make way for us. Sometimes they prepare us for the transition, and sometimes we are caught off-guard. The fact of death…

Ayn Rand and the Cult of Objectivism

I marinated for a while on The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand, but I couldn’t get much by the way of a written post out of it because…well, I can’t write a side eye onto this page. So, I decided to make a video review of this one. Objectivism, the ideology espoused in The Fountainhead and…

Barracoon

There is something tragic about Zora Neal Hurston’s new(ish) book, Barracoon, and it isn’t written in the text. It was released earlier this year, after languishing in the vaults of unpublished works for almost 70 years. That fact tells you everything you need to know about how this country values folks of African descent and…