The Art of Author

More times than not, I get asked for book suggestions. This is the hardest thing for me to do and I generally keep the selections simple. So much so, I think people may not fully grasp what I read. Sometimes I truly believe my friends and others think I only read one type of book. Big secret time: I don’t. My library is small but it swims with all kinds of novels that I love and adore from when I was kid and onward.

Sure, I gravitate towards easy reads; reverse harems, new adult, young adult. When you work all day, you want to come home and just not think too heavily about the world you surround yourself in. I told you 2019 would be a new and exciting, for me and hopefully for anyone who takes the time to read my blog (ah-thankyou). So I wanted to start an author of the month. This way you can get to know a little about what I truly like to read, authors I value and found undeniable as well as maybe give you a suggestion or two.

This Month’s Author is:


As the first author I choose for 2019, I must preface this with I have only read one of her novels/pieces of literary art but it was something that has stuck with me for over a decade. The first time I ever read a work by Toni Morrison was senior year of high school. My AP English teacher required a term paper on a book where you provided a thesis. It was a full semester piece of work and I, being the procrastinator I was and my inability believe I had anything above average intelligence, I chose my teacher’s favorite author and one of her favorite books: The Bluest Eye.

The book was…devastating. There is no other way to describe it. A young African American girl growing up in a racist white community where African Americans were only valued if they acted and appeared more white (though, no big secret – they still were still not accepted). She grew up in an emotionally and physically abusive home with a father figure who touched her as well as a community who blame each other for their inability to assimilate into whiteness. The only reprieve she had from her life was the belief if she ate the penny candy with the little white blonde girl with blue eyes, she would in turn gain blue eyes. With those blue eyes, she would be accepted and loved – by everyone. Her belief that her community and her mother would love her with these blue eyes swirled heavily until it ultimately broke her. It ended as heartbreaking as it began – without justice and no peace.

The layers of this book move beyond a young girl’s fractured, abused and lost childlike mind and opens up the truth of who we all are as people. What we do and allow to happen speaks volumes, for decades and sadly I’m not so sure we have really learned. In its devastation there was a lesson that to this day I dwell on. It’s as powerful as Toni Morrison is and her voice should be for everyone. I implore you to read The Bluest Eye and I have plans to integrate more of her work into my life moving forward. Happy Reading!

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