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Today I received an advanced copy of a book by one of thost respected and iconic names in publishing, Simon and Schuster. This is such a feather in my cap. I feel truly blessed.

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Book Review: You Can’t Touch My Hair-And Other Things I Have to Explain by Phoebe Robinson

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Phoebe Robinson, stand-up comic, one half of the popular podcast “2 Dope Queens” (with Jessica Williams) and all-around funny lady is back with her second book You Can’t Touch My Hair-And Other Things I Have to Explain.

You Can’t Touch My Hair is a collection of essays written in Robinson’s finely crafted wit and wisdom. She writes eloquently about race, politics, feminism, gender, pop culture and family. She’s not shy about sharing her experience as a black woman in the age of Trump and the feeling of rage of still having to deal with racism and sexism. But she’s also not afraid to take on white women who claim to be allies but aren’t.

Other topics Robinson writes about include her less than ideal experience in the workplace, her love of Lisa Bonet and the “white people music” of U2 (she has a total lady boner for the Edge), the importance of the Black Lives Matter. She calls out the NFL for their shitty behavior and in one essay she writes about what she expects from the first woman President.

But one of my favorite essays is her letter to her beloved niece Olivia on being biracial and a girl.

You Can’t Touch My Hair is an eye-opener for this white woman, a lesson I needed to learn.

But I never once felt lectured or nagged while reading this book. Reading Robinson’s excellent writing is like connecting with a good friend whether we are sharing our love of U2 or trading our battles with sexism.

Robinson’s writing is heartfelt. smart, bawdy, and hilarious. I wish her nothing but continued success.

Book Review: Tales From the Yoga Studio by Rain Mitchell

IMG_20190912_101158Tales From the Yoga Studio is a novel about five women who practice at Los Angeles based yoga studio called Edendale Yoga. The students include Katherine the resident massage therapist, dancer Graciela bracing for her big breaker with an A-list singer, Imani, a movie star who is also a Hollywood rarity-happily married and Stephanie who works behind the scenes as a screenwriter and development girl.

Rounding out these yogis is Lee, their beloved instructer who is dealing with money and marriage woes.

Unlike most yoga studios in LA Edendale where practitioners eschew Lululemon yoga pants for less pricey yoga pants from Target.

Lee is the reason why so many people take classes at Edendale. Not only is she a talented instructer, she’s also kind and compassionate to her students.

Just shy of 300 pages, Tales From the Yoga Studio started out promising. I loved the true blue screenfriendship among the five women and how they bonded at Edendale. I also liked how Mitchell described the classes, which will ring true to any seasoned yogi and will certainly be an education to someone unschooled when it comes to yoga.

But it wasn’t long before Tales From the Yoga Studio becomes another example of clichéd chick of barely kept secrets, love gone wrong, drug addiction, celebrity culture and so on. This novel needed more ohm and less ho-hum.

Much of this is due to Mitchell’s writing style. Tales From the Yoga Studio seems more like a rough draft than a fully executed novel. Did Mitchell get bored halfway through this book? Corpse pose is more lively than Tales From the Yoga Studio.

Book Marks

  1. 15 essential Toni Morrison reads.
  2. Oprah’s 80 book recommendations over the years.
  3. 35 books that teach children kindness and empathy.
  4. Bust interviews astrologer/author Annabel Gat
  5. An interview with Marvel author Saladin Ahmed.
  6. Why we are scared of surprise endings.
  7. There was a time when the public feared books from the library could spread disease.
  8. Emmy nominated series inspired by 26 books you have to read this fall.
  9. The best 22 books on rock and roll.
  10. How to raise a child who will read according to a New York Times Book editor.