Miracle At St. Anna

I just finished reading Miracle At St. Anna, which was written by The Outstanding James McBride (same brother who wrote The Color of Water). I will go on record and say this is one of the most beautifully-written books I've ever read in my life, and I like to think I've read quite a few. It goes at a pace that is necessary, so you can really soak in the story. My plan was to finish the book, before the movie came out (which is today), so that part of my mission has been accomplished. I'm a HUGE FAN of Spike Lee, and am very excited to see his interpretation of the book, onto the big screen.

However, if it falls short of the book's brilliance, I'll be ready, shouting obscenities at the screen, and if other movie-goers get angry with me, I'll...kindly recommend they read the book, so they will understand my frustration. However, I think Spike will do a good job. We'll see this weekend.

Be easy.

What's Good Anymore???

Well, I'm currently at the plantation right now, hoping I can write this, and make some sense from a conversation I had with a buddy of mine recently. Basically put, what's a good woman or a good man? Honestly, I've seen so many definitions of them, and so many interpretations of what society says is a good man that I don't know what it is anymore. I wrote about this a couple of years ago, and, along with seeing a post from Don recently, it came back to the surface. The women I look at as the epitome of good women are looked down upon by some people who travel in my circles, so it just adds to the confusion. Besides, it's too easy to dismiss people as haters; I'd rather try and get insight instead. Til then, back to trimming hedges, and picking the cotton I go.

Be easy.

Still Not Much To Say

Well, I'm currently at work, bored as hell. I'm halfway working/halfway looking at other blogs, and, as the title suggests, I still don't have much to say. Maybe because it's football season, and I'm so consumed by that right now, that nothing else is too much on my mind, in the form of creativity. The months of August to February are truly paradise for me. That, along with season three of The Wire, is doing it for me. I did take the time to check out A Family That Preys last night, and seeing my lady (Sanaa) like that, just so evil, was frightening.

Thank you to Krisaela, Don, Muze, and others for blogging relentlessly during my time of...creative despair, aka laziness, aka my creative stupor. You have done your service by keeping me entertained, giving me food for thought, and just being there, so thanks. I'll get back at it soon enough. Be easy.

Nothing New

I don't have anything new to say at the moment.

Krisaela (yes, I'm calling you by the name your mama gave you), Don, Muze, and everyone else...PLEASE keep blogging, so I can stay entertained while I'm at the plantation. Maybe I'll get some inspiration from what y'all got to say. Til then, Imma finish The Color of Water, and get started on Miracle at St. Anna (by the same author, The Great James McBride). The movie's coming out next week (a Spike Lee joint), and I wanna have it read, before I walk in the theater...for once.

Be easy.