Fiction

  • Changing the focus of my book, as I mentioned in my previous post, also resulted in a change of landscape. For some reason, I found myself writing a story in which the dead are running things. Not in a horror type of way but more in an Afrofuturistic vein. Not sure if the ACNH fits…

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  • Well, after much time and effort, I have finally finished my book. The title of the book is the same as the title of this post (ACNH, for short), with the addition of Volume 1: Small Box of Words, as I hope this book becomes a series. I must say the the novel ended up…

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  • My review can be found on Diary of a Mad Reader, my book blog.

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  • Writing a novel is harder than I ever conceived! I’ve written and published books of three books of poetry but those books are full of personal poetry arranged chronologically. They’re linear rather than a cohesive whole like a novel. When I first got the idea of writing a novel, I spent years typing down whatever…

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  • This has got to be one of the strangest novels about slavery that I have ever read. This, despite the nature of the Underground Railroad created by the author. It is strange because the overall tone of the book is dispassionate and as such makes it hard to connect to the characters. Still, I read…

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  • (Originally posted on my book review blog, Diary of a Mad Reader) I am someone who reads books that break my heart, time and time again. The Book of Night Women broke my heart. Apparently, A Brief History of Seven Killings, which I’m 14 pages away from finishing, is going to do the same. And…

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  • BiNoc

    the cold came down nordic. each flake landing on its sibling, incrementally adding more depth to the blanketing whiteness. the only contradicting spots roads no one was traveling on. i know. It is my job to see. I am BiNoc, The Eye. Like the third, I see what is not visible. The horizon extends out…

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  • Reading Round-up 3.3.15

    As of this date I have accomplished the monumental task of reading two books from start to finish. It might seem counter- intuitive for a writer to have a problem completing the reading of a book but such is the nature of my life now. The two books read were Watershed by Percival Everett and…

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  • First of all, I want to reiterate the statement inherent in the title of this blog post: that Book of Negroes, which aired recently on BET, is not your average slave movie. It is a movie about a free young girl in Bayo, Guinea who became an enslaved woman in colonial America; who worked for…

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  • ExiSextial

    A six month hiatus and complicated alliterative lines derails my mind and sends me. A poet to my core, I read for sustenance and my home is the antithesis of a book desert. The other night I was disturbed in the middle of a line. Thrust upon until I recognized need. Frustration squared.  Go away.…

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