f you’re like me, as you read this novel-in-verse, you can’t help but to think and feel empathetic for all the Black boys and teens who end up trapped in the system. Considering that Punching the Air is co-written and loosely inspired by true life experiences of Dr. Yusef Salaam of the Exonerated Five (formerly known as the Central Park Five), your heart will hurt even more. You think about all headlines of Black boys and teens trapped in the system and wonder about the ones you never hear about. The novel is also co-authored by Haitian-American writer Ibi Zoboi.
OMG! When I tell you Yinka, Where is Your Huzband? by Lizzie Damilola Blackburn is relatable content, it is indeed relatable content to this reader. Swap out a few things and this novel is damn near my autobiography.
I was oblivious to the Korean-American supermarket chain H Mart, nor did I have any idea who Michelle Zauner was when I selected Crying in H Mart. It’s one of those books that intrigued me. I saw the red-covered New York Times bestseller everywhere, and I wanted to check it out. Thanks, Bookstagram! I enjoyed reading about her life in Oregon, her vacations to Asian countries, her dinners and body scrubs with her mother, her courtship and marriage with Peter—who deserves an award for being a great and supportive partner. If you’re one of the lucky ones who hasn’t been touched or affected by cancer, reading Crying in H Mart gives a peak into what it’s like being the child of someone dying from terminal cancer. It also sheds a light on someone who straddles two cultures. While she struggles to hang on to bits of it, she shares more than enough with those of us who were completely ignorant.
On Wednesday, October 27, 2021, I moseyed on down to The Center for Fiction for book talk between comedian Roy Wood, Jr. and actress/comedian Yvonne Orji about her book Bamboozled by Jesus: How God Tricked Me Into the Life of My Dreams.
I just attended a wonderful virtual book event: Amistad Book’s 35th Anniversary celebration!
It was an exclusive, invitation-only event that yours truly scored an ticket to. There I was, minding my business (really minding everyone else’s business) in these Instagram streets when I was tagged to a post.
I was working at Borders (moment of silence for my favorite former workplace) twenty years ago when Zadie Smith’s debut novel White Teeth was flying off the shelves.
I legit had a cheesy smile most of the time as I read Here Comes The Sun. Shelby and Jamar have known each other since junior high but became best friends in high school. Now in their early thirties, they’re flirting with the idea of kicking it up a notch. Well, Jamar is sure of what he wants to do. He’s always been in love with Shelby. My cheesy smile only wavered in frustration at Shelby’s hesitation to enter into a relationship with Jamar. Come on, sis, he’s your best friend!
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Theo and Maddie eat so much pizza that the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles would be jealous. There are so many mentions of ordering pizza when they hang out during their months-long relationship that I, barely a pizza fan, bought a frozen pizza when I went grocery shopping. It was not on the list! Neither were the Klondike bars, but I digress. It’s debatable if my cauliflower crust three cheese pizza can hold a candle to Theo’s preferred roasted garlic, which sounds divine, but it was sufficient in the moment.
Martin Gray is a young Black attorney with a boutique storefront law firm in Queens. After winning a high-profile civil rights case, Martin earns himself an invitation into a secret society made up of elite and affluent Black men from all sorts of industries: media, real estate, finance, and other lawyers.
The men invite Martin on what he believes would be a white-water rafting weekend trip, but in reality is a secret retreat in the middle of nowhere. Wives are barred from joining, as is the use of cell phones on the gorgeous estate known as Forty Acres.