The Black writer explains pain to those who inflict it.

The twisted circumstances under which we live is grist for the writing mill, the loving, hating and discovering, finding new handles for old pitchers . . .

Some truth has no nourishment in it.

The Black writer explains pain to those who inflict it.

writing is a labor of love and also an act of defiance, a way to light a candle in a gale wind.

Writers are encouraged to "keep 'em laughing" and complain "with good humor" in order to "win" allies. The joke is always on ourselves.

Where did we get the idea of insultin' folks by pointin' out their age? ... It seems that we think youth is some special accomplishment brought about by the individual himself!