The Dancing Feminist

You know “your jam” instantly. All it takes is the base intro, and no matter where you are, your feet…

Why I’m Blogging Like Crazy

When I read See Jane Write magazine’s call to “#BlogLikeCrazy” (that is, to post something every day for the entire…

Glorifying Gladiators

Is entertainment always glorification? I ponder this question almost every Thursday night as social media lights up with #gladiator hashtags…

The Value of Old Womanhood

I left the gym three-and-a-half hours after arriving there the other day. I’m not obsessed, I promise. One hour of…

Feminism vs. Humanism: A response to an idealized feminist identity

My first thought after reading Gina Messina-Dysert’s  post, “Feminism vs. Humanism: Continuing to claim a feminist identity” was, “Guess she missed that…

At the Intersection

Coming this Monday, September 23rd, I join National Catholic Reporter as a regular online columnist. My column is called, “At…

How to Be a Black Feminist

I’m taking a class titled “History of U.S. Feminisms,” and I’m taking in an abundance of new information. I declare…

How Lessons from a Baby Shower Could Save the World

A few things I learned at my cousin’s recent baby shower: 1. How to spell “pacifier.” I didn’t realize I…

Living in Love, A Tribute

“And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love…

How Social Justice Work Keeps You Single

Today is September 1, 2013, so it’s official: it’s been one year since a man asked for my number. To…

Working on the Unfinished Business 50 Years Later

Update 8/29/2013: A slightly longer version has since been cross-posted here on HuffPost Black Voices. Update 8/29/2013: The “Black Lives…

No Country (or graduate degree) for Black Feminists

In a few short months, I’ll have to make a very important decision. I’ll have to write a personal statement…

The Right to Have Standards

“How Promiscuity Is a Form of Self-Mutilation,” the headline read. Since I’m returning to writing a memoir largely about sexuality,…

A Dual Existence

  After the Zimmerman verdict, my pastor sent a letter to the congregation expressing his hurt and anger. Near the…

White Girl Dipped in Chocolate?

Many years ago, my father said that by the time I have children, they’ll be white kids dipped in chocolate….

Okay, I’ll Keep Gratitude

Several weeks ago, I came across a Living Social deal for decorativewords.com and decided I wanted to decorate the walls…

Hiatus

Between traveling for work, fundraising for and attending VONA, and moving into a new place, June and July were and…

Silenced No More: The VONA Experience

UPDATE 7/7/2013: People who are better photographers than I am took tons of photos of everyone. Click here to see…

GRITS Surprise
Logo for Voicces of Our National Arts Foundation

A few quick observations/insights from my first night at VONA: 1. My workshop leader is intense and fierce. Imagine an…

What’s Really ‘Wiggy’ about Plan B

I’ve been silent on this issue mainly because I’ve been too busy raising money to update this blog with responses…

So Black People Aren’t Sex-Crazed, Baby-Making Machines?

Much has already been discussed about single African Americans’ dating desires based on findings from a poll released earlier this month that showed how black people feel…

Is Segregated Literature a Good Thing?

***Update 6/11/2013: If writers of color need a space to gather, their books need a place to be sold, and…

Bridging Feminism’s Gap

I recently received some proof my normal-person job is important. I try to keep my normal-person job (as opposed to…

The Graduation Speech I Wish I had Heard

Dr. Ruth Simmons, former president of Brown University, delivered my commencement speech. Honestly, I don’t remember a thing she said….

Am I a (Proud) Southerner?

Am I a “Southerner?” Yesterday’s Talk of the Nation made me want to say, “Yes!” I was in the car…

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