Still wondering what an old house has to do with authors of the African Diaspora? This is the first in a series of posts themed Home journey and chronicles the making of our community bookstore.
My love of print isn’t connected to how much time I need to be alone. I am a Bookish Extrovert, someone who loves to read but may not fit the common idea of a bookish person. I buy books, I drink hot liquids, and I love to post author quotes. But there is much more to my bookishness than quiet spaces and journaling accessories. As black women are creating platforms for their voices to be included, I want to speak up to the joys and sorrows of being a bookish extrovert.
If your work defines who you are and you're living in the performance zone, you may be having the same troubles I am: not living up to your expected potential. Is there anything you can do about that? Can those of us who are already professionals in our field balance our time to grow as creators AND provide quality content?
I believe we can.
Because I filled my soul with the stories of the disenfranchised, I was already awake when that thunderous roar was finally loud enough to rouse a sleeping nation to what Black America had endured since we stepped off the boats.
We woke up and the world was fundamentally different. What do we do now?