Writer. Photographer. Child of God
The more I read them, the more I love old myths and legends. They're more than stories, more than magic and gods and the fantastic, they're part of the history of a people group. They give insight into what mattered to a culture, what a people believed about themselves and life. My husband is half... Continue Reading →
I first picked up The Ragamuffin Gospel over ten years ago. My parents forewarned me that Brennan Manning was basically a heretic, and that I probably shouldn't read it because I was easily confused. I was rebellious enough to insist I had the wisdom to discern truth from error, but inwardly terrified I'd be led astray.... Continue Reading →
The first children's book I received from Plough Publishing was Charlie the Tramp by Russell and Lillian Hoban. They sent it to me bundled up in a red bandana, as though the book itself had been a traveler and needed a place to stay. It was an adorable read about a little beaver named Charlie... Continue Reading →
I noticed recently that I haven't been reading a ton of Young Adult books as of late, I seem to be on more of a Middle Grade kick, but the book trailer for this novel really caught my eye. https://youtu.be/guXUQjMAfRI I went online and immediately got in line to borrow this book from my library.... Continue Reading →
Do you like Classic Movies? Do you like Hollywood Gossip? Do you like murder mysteries? Well then do yourself a favor and don't read this book! Seriously, don't do it. I grew up on classic movies. My grandmother and I spent countless hours snuggled together in her bed watching Basil Rathbone and Nigel Bruce play... Continue Reading →
I'm torn about this book. There's no doubt in my mind that it's beautiful. I can give it full marks for that, but for some reason enough of it did not resonate inside me to leave me wanting more of it. The book is a collection of short stories and poetry, based around black experience... Continue Reading →
There have been a lot of healthy learning curves in my time spent living with my in-laws. One that still continues to baffle me is the reading habits of my eleven-year-old sister-in-law. Partly because I am her ride to the library and partly because I read in virtually every genre and age group, she... Continue Reading →
With Little Baby constantly reminding me of her imminent arrival by hearty kicks and punches, it makes sense that I'd devote a portion of my summer reading list to books on parenting and childbirth. The first book I tried was one I'd been encouraged to read by several sources. I was even handed a free copy of... Continue Reading →
This was another book I read for my Readings in Global Literature class last semester. This one isn't a novel. It's part travel, part history book, and covers several trips the author made in order to study the African diaspora and look for global community among blacks. Even if that topic is of no interest to you,... Continue Reading →
My "Readings in Global Literature" class was not at all what I expected it to be. The literature chosen for class focused mostly on the transatlantic slave trade. There is nothing wrong with this at all, and I learned so much, but when I read the course description I thought we would be reading novels from... Continue Reading →
Rachel Svendsen 