Show me yours and I’ll show you mine…

Confession time: I have never read The Autobiography of Malcolm X. What’s more, I’ve never tried to. Some books tend to get away from me like that…books I’ve heard about forever, books that my friends quote frequently, and books that have made a huge impact on writers I admire and read. Every year, I place Autobiography on myContinue reading “Show me yours and I’ll show you mine…”

A Small World After All

I braved the persistent rain in Atlanta last Friday and successfully picked up Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s Purple Hibiscus from the local library. I’ve completed step one on my newly formed mission to get bookish! I’m about halfway through the novel and I like it so far. Adichie writes in vivid yet spare language that I hopeContinue reading “A Small World After All”

Come, Thou Font of Every Business

Happy July 4th! The rain fell on many a parade in Atlanta today, so I settled in to watch something random on Netflix. I stumbled upon the documentary Helvetica, a modest history of the Swiss typeface Helvetica, by documentary director Gary Hustwit. It takes a special type of person to watch a 90 minute-long film about aContinue reading “Come, Thou Font of Every Business”

Fightin’ Words

I was a short kid, with a looming forehead, two robust front teeth and a gap you could kick a goal through. My trifecta of kid imperfections required an ability to verbally shimmy out of taunting situations before I literally needed to shimmy out of the grasp of bullies. But I had no quick wit.Continue reading “Fightin’ Words”