Status Updates From Song of Solomon

“Every night now Guitar was seeing little scraps of Sunday dresses-white and purple, powder blue, pink and white, lace and voile, velvet and silk, cotton and satin, eyelet and grosgrain.”

I haven’t read a single book by a Black author this month (obviously I read them year round, but for fun I try to focus specifically on Black authors during Feb.) and totally haven’t yet.. so anyways, what better way than to read a Toni Morrison

Man I love it when a book drops the iconic line “Some strange things are going on round here” or a variant

It feels like there aren't enough pages left to resolve this plot!