…actually it’s me bitching about mommy memoirs. In case you couldn’t find the print version:
“Ain’t I a Mommy?” by Moi
Multi-tasking stats: While composing this mini-entry, I counted down the hours until I see TechBoo; listened to my stomach growl; and realized that I forgot to mail my grandfather the Father’s Day card I got for […]
I have an article in the current (summer) issue of Bitch magazine. The article is about why black women don’t tend to write “momoirs” (mommy memoirs).
If you’re not familiar with Bitch, the mag bills itself as the “feminist response to pop culture”. In addition to my piece, which I’m quite proud of, you’ll also find […]
I’ve recently added some good folks to ye olde blogroll. Please go get your mind fed.
Love,
Mamalicious!
MyAmericanMeltingPot from the author of Kinky Gazpacho
Negrophile It’s Negrolicious!
The Learning Center in ExileMusings from DebbieDeb, my sister from another mother
VerySmartBrothas “best served with post-coital grits and turkey bacon”…The Champ is my homie, my ace boon, my bro-ham…allathat!
Some interesting articles at The Root…
Get Off the *$&(%# Boat, Black People!
I’ve never taken a cruise, and when I think of future international travel, I do plan to be as adventurous as the author suggests. I’ve never understood folks for whom the boat itself was a destination.
“Thurgood”, the musical
Not really, but Laurence Fishburne […]
The Reason Detroit Taxpayers Should Revolt
Last month, I had the pleasure of hearing Anne Lamott speak and read from her latest book, Grace (Eventually): Thoughts on Faith. That evening, she read from one of the book’s early chapters, “Wailing Wall.” In this chapter, she recounts a Sunday school class she taught to a group of rambunctious young boys […]
…to Junot Diaz! His first novel, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, has won the Pulitzer Prize for fiction.
So I had this dream last night. I was at Kelly’s, this local bar with Franziskaner on tap and strong mojitos, and a jukebox featuring Nico/Velvet Underground, Johnny Cash, and the Geto Boys, but no Top 40. In the dream, I was with friends, old and new, and a good time–complete with […]
1. It’s been weird not to post here daily, but so many other things have been going on that blogging feels like an indulgence. That said, I am ever-thankful to capital-B Bloggers who hold it down daily, cut through the bs, and help keep me informed. (Thanks, Tami!)
2. Parenting is really […]
…thank God almighty, I’m done at last!
My essay about black women and motherhood writing is due to the good women at Bitch magazine today, and I finally finished. I haven’t pulled an all-nighter like this since freshman year of college (the time I drank a Big Gulp-size cup of black coffee which gave me […]
