After my unsuccessful and disappointing attempt to read 16 books in 2016, I decided I would read 26 books in 2017. Obviously, I love failing at challenges. So far I’ve read 11 books! So close to that 2016 goal. In 2016, I read memoirs. Unplanned. In 2017, I’m reading YA and New Adult. Also unplanned. Many of the books I’ve read are fantasy. Some, I can’t get out of my head. Some have that diversity element I talked about in previous post. I won’t talk about all 11 books, but I thought I could highlight the ones I loved.
This is me processing, but mostly ranting:
Why am I living in a Game of Thrones episode? Are we the Starks? Where are the dragons? Who is Daenerys?
Every day I wake up to something new with this administration or faux feminist empowerment think pieces policing black women, their bodies or something. Every. Single. Day.
I’m convinced America’s demise will be the result of a Twitter beef or something 45 tweeted to another foreign leader. 100% convinced of this. FOR WHY (YES, FOR WHY) DOES THE PRESIDENT HAVE TIME TO TWEET LIKE HE’S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE RUNNING A COUNTRY????? Why is he tweeting like he has a regular 9-5? Barry Allen, get me out of this alternate timeline ASAP. I did not ask to be a part of Flashpoint!
My draft is filled with posts about culture and living under authoritarian regime so I thought I would switch things up and balance it out with goodness. This past weekend I celebrated my best friend’s birthday. Not to boast or anything, but she is quite an amazing best friend. I could not imagine doing life without her. She is kind, caring, warm, supportive, and loves unconditionally. She’s inspiring and challenges me to be a better version of myself daily. Her friendship means the world to me and her encouragement inspired me to be my authentic self and to start this blog. Since I am getting emotional writing this, I will stop here, but I hope everyone at some point experiences that kind of friendship.
There are so many things happening in our country and around the world. Sometimes, I feel like I need to unplug; to log off
social media Twitter and to stop reading articles. Sometimes, I’m successful. Other times, I’m not. As we’re faced with these difficult times, I am slowly finding that balance is necessary. Balance between staying inform and knowing when to unplug. It’s easy for the pendulum to swing in one direction more than the other. I like to self-care and I like being in the know. I don’t know which I enjoy more. I don’t want to overwhelm myself or my friends by talking about Cheeto Pop ad nauseam. Unfortunately, this is our reality.
While some would rather call it Great Americans Day (looking at you City of Biloxi) instead of the FEDERAL holiday name, we celebrate the life of American hero and icon, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. This MLK weekend I’d like to ask you to remember what he fought for. I’d like to ask you not to use MLK to silence or tone police activists. I’d ask that you sit this one out if you don’t truly believe in racial equality. If you don’t believe in the justice Dr. King fought and died for, sit down and come back when you get it. I’d ask that you don’t use social media to say things like: “He never looted, rioted, blah, blah or [insert ridiculousness here]” Or “MLK would want….[insert kumbaya about something that doesn’t affect their privilege].” This is something I’ve seen on social media this weekend. It’s a revisionist history. Do you think Dr. King decided jail was a nice place to vacation? Wanted to be beaten? You really think white America loved his brand of activism? And if Dr. King did everything right according to your standards, why was he STILL assassinated?