When I was younger, I wold devour books- It took me only a couple of days to read a book, and I was always clutching a novel in my right hand, like an extension of my body. Sadly enough, I haven't been reading in college for pleasure, so I went downstairs and grabbed as many books that interested me as possible. I ended up making four trips. I now have two stacks of books at the foot of my bed, each a foot high, and three smaller stacks about half that size. Every single book is either about being black, being a woman, or being a black woman. I am in heaven.
So far this summer, I have read Zami and Stone Butch Blues. Both were okay, although I liked Zami a whole lot more that SBB- but we'll leave the book review for another day. I am also almost done with Go Tell It on the Mountain, but keep forgetting it at work. I would like to read more books relating to queerness, seeing as I know nothing about queerness past (a sliver) of the queer black girl/woman experience, so I would like to expand my knowledge on the subject. My friend is going to give me Middlesex to read soon, which I am looking forward to. I just started This Bridge Called My Back today, but didn't go past the preface. I want to take my time with this book. Although it's an anthology, I know that I will enjoy it immensely- it already inspired me to think a bit and write something, a tribute piece I started, dedicated to my women of color.
The books that I still want are as follows:
Corregidora- Gayl Jones
Teducation- Ted Joans
Colonize This!- edited by Cherrie Moraga
Games for Actors and Non-Actors- Agosto Boal (I lost my copy)
I will definitely be adding to the list as time goes, but these will most likely be my birthday gift to myself. Goodbye for now!
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