Goals.

Chair goals. Book shelf goals. Head wrap goals. Recreating-this-photo-in-my-apartment-one-day goals. I mean. Come on. For a proud melanin lady who loves books and sitting on her growing derrière (thank you, squats) and red lippy, this photo is everything. Incidentally, yesterday was National Book Lovers Day. I certainly hope you celebrated by sniffing some books and …

Summertime Essentials. (?!)

As expected, the drizzly/rainy/cloudy/depressing 50-degree days of just last week quickly turned into 80-plus degree days in the big city. Our very sad spring went right into cheerful mid-summer. Out came the cute dresses on ladies, the sandals, the much-needed pedicures for toes that appeared to have been trapped in coal mines and were used …

A Different Prism.

Never mind that he's Mr. Darcy, for heavens sake, so of course he would feel that way about reading, further convincing me that he's perfect. Never mind that. Let's focus on the fact that not only is he a walking dream, but he's also right. Whether powerful novel, evocative story, thrilling poem, thought-provoking essay, or meditative …

Why Not Me?

I won't get into why I love Mindy Kaling more than you'll ever understand--and I do, I just stinkin' do--but this excerpt (printed in Glamour magazine) from her forthcoming second book of essays, Why Not Me?, (a title that was basically the theme of one of my recent short stories; I may post the whole thing on here soon) is …