I have always had a love for the study of people and culture. For those who don’t know, back a decade ago, I received my undergraduate degree in Sociology. I wanted to study deviant subcultures, and had all intentions of being a leading expert on the world’s oldest profession.
How that led me into a career in fashion photography is a whole other post…
The latest KRead book, Black Bull, Ancestors and Me: My Life as a Lesbian Sangoma has awaken every sociological and anthropological bone in my body.
Plot Snapshot: A memoir of Nkunzi Zandile Nkabinde, a lesbian sangoma (traditional healer), shares with us her personal journey of enlightenment through a traditional South African landscape.
Continue reading KRead: Black Bull, Ancestors and Me: My Life as a Lesbian Sangoma by Nkunzi Zandile Nkabinde →
For the man who jumped out in front of the woman with his
arm raised like a machete screaming Abomination! as she
walked the streets of San Francisco holding her lover’s hand
for the first time in public.
There is a woman who goes to sleep
every night wishing she had broken
your sternum reached up inside your
chest momentarily borrowing your
heart to hold before your screaming
face and with her other hand still
clutching her lover’s broke next into
her own sternum plucking next her
own heart dangling them both there
sterling silver sign language for you
tell me what is the difference.
Continue reading Something Like A Super Lesbian: Nikky Finney →
If you (like myself) were gearing up for season two of Netflix’s Orange is the New Black by reading Piper Kerman’s memoir, “Orange Is the New Black: My Year in a Women’s Prison”…. eh…. don’t.
The memoir is NOT like the book in some very key ways, the biggest being, it’s not nearly as gay.
Plot Summary: 10 years after a whirlwind relationship with her drug dealing ex-girlfriend, Piper finds herself in federal prison, leaving life as she knew it and her fiancee at home.
Continue reading KRead: Orange Is the New Black: My Year in a Women’s Prison (Not so #LGBT read) →
Happy Sunday love bugs! I am prepping for my Haiti trip details on that later so I have been keeping myself and my wallet home all weekend.
Besides having my own mini Godfather marathon thanks to HBO, I got my read on. I stumbled upon a book which won me on the title alone, black girl love by Anondra “Kat” Williams”.
Plot Snapshot: A collection of 25 short stories and poems about black women loving, lusting and living for other black women.
Continue reading KRead: Black Girl Love by Anondra “Kat” Williams →
I feel like I have been churning out posts this week, Go Kristi!
I don’t know if it is because I am getting comfortable with my promotion at work, so I am doing it more efficiently or not. I do know I am feeling relaxed and productive and happy.
The book that I just finished was great! I literally finished it in 3 days (and it only took that long because I went to a Chamber of Commerce dinner on Tuesday). This was one of those books that I didn’t have to like as a lesbian, but as a lover of good literature. The Last of the Good Girls is a story that I am sure could be told by the last generation lesbian over and over again. I appreciated it and am so glad the author decided to share it.
Plot Snapshot: A memoir of Mary Ann Woodruff who played by the rules her whole life, rules of her parents, her marriage and her church — until she didn’t.
Continue reading KRead: The Last of the Good Girls A Memoir by Mary Ann Woodruff →
Amazon has struck again. I was looking for a new book to read after “The Sitar” disappointment. I figured mixing my love for all things lesbian and biographies would be a no brainer.
I read the synopsis on Amazon and I was sold. It took me a lot longer to finish it than I thought, but I finally did while soaking up the Dominican rays of Puerto Plata.
Plot Snapshot: After a childhood trauma, the loss of love and the lack of professional traction, Kat traveled to the beaches of Hawaii to find herself. Continue reading KRead: i think i’ll make it: a true story of lost and found by Kat Hurley →
Well I haven’t checked back with my LGBT book club since Ghost Wife but from what I can tell they haven’t even picked a second book yet. So I went to my dope dealer (read:Amazon) in search for some good lesbian literature. After scrolling past pages and pages of lesbian erotica (or something), I came across a book cover without a half naked woman on it and stopped my search. Yep, that’s exactly how I ended up reading The Sitar by Rebecca Idris
Plot Snapshot: The Sitar is a glimpse into the lives of several Muslim South Asian 20 somethings in London. The main character was a self-described ‘Lassi Lesbian’ whose dual life was the center of the book.
I wanted to like this one… I did. I was looking forward to getting an insight into their culture, especially since the author herself is a South Asian lesbian. Unfortunately, it was weighed down by an exhausting writing style… flat characters… and just… sigh. It literally took me a month to get through it. I just wasn’t compelled to read more than a few pages at a time.
Despite itself there were some good parts. It was interesting to see the parallels between the sentiments expressed by the many of the characters, and those I have expressed in my head (and sometimes on this blog). The inner fight between one’s conservative upbringing and personal desires can be daunting. I definitely found myself “Amening” a few times. The most engaging part of the book was the end. No, not because it was especially well written or because it was inspirational. It was realistic… and that was refreshing enough to leave an impression.