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Rage is Never Blind Ft Chester Hime's : A Blind Man With A Pistol"

 A face solemn, with sweat ,angst filling up the ai, as black bodies rummage through the streest, and look out to the colorful parade . It is but a man with pistol colouring , the white canvas of Harlem streets. That was my first impression of" A Blind with A pistol" and the cover photo plastered on my modern penguins edition , that would speak volumes  for the hilariouly seriously commmitted  enactment of crimes . The cover photo, with its post modernist destructulist technique, and its collages plasters, would not only speak, of the very unusual plot of the book, and the many stories that hover around it, but with the plastered emotions and events. In the Blind man with a pistol  world we are met with the hilariously bitter comedy noir of the African American centric world during the 70s . It is a multi-dimensional criticism, of prototyoes, social stratification, men vs woman, and the white , antagonim of blackness. Chester Himes, within these pages , creates a qui...
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Twilight

 Some days especially , on those scathing windy hot summer months, m mind comes to a blaze with nostalgic stories , I read and watched when I was little. From Ella Enchanted , The Winx club , Monster High , the Barbie chronicles , and even random, cartoons that I now can't name, I had such a love for fairtyales , and stories . Though I find it hard to reignite my love for these stories, now that I've grown up, and the magic , seems to be fleeting of a temporary appeal, one movie, and genre , never fails to please me, the Vampiric genre  Y This love for the creatures, and their chaotic hemisphere, came from when I was a child, and first watched the film. You've gor to also know, that I've always love fantasy, Winx, Monster High and the likes , were some of favorites, so Twilight, simply came and cemented the love for the genre. There's just something so addictive about T wilight, and the way it presented Vampires. They were shown as more humane, and less as always th...
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Of failing

  Failure is inevitable, so is sucess at times , but how could we triumph the acidic taste if failing, when we are confronted with the reality , that society hates losers . That as much as compassion, is relinquished and bestowed upon us , and sympathetic hazes, it often falls flat, and we are met with the same fate of Gatsby . Society can only afford you too many chances to lose, you aren't afforded the luxuries of a closeted casino, the gambling , the controlled environment and processes, and the many trials and errors . I speak this to say, that artists , especially growing ones, aren't afforded the chance to fail, or even to taste failure , with feeling like their whole amiss . They are no longer have the dunancy of 19 th century , and prior classist .Those who toil day , and night .Those who learn the anatomy, and every limbs, and digestive organ of the human body, just to get the mivement, the  and the poses of the body accurately. Those who go overcome the...
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On a Sailing Moon: A poem

 A sailor girl, watches the screeching moon pass by As the hands of her father, fight day and night To the ripple of water and sea Everything she learnt, is here debaissed to see The scattered jewels, and Ruby The Bloodbath, of night afore All she knew and trust has now bathed in sin and love All she owns , is but a memory of long past days Where father and her sail, were past next to a blaze Now the dream of being sailor merchant daughter Is all a haze As she watches the fleeting memory of his eyes, and scattered face
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Maya and Me

  Maya's credence at writing and narrating in envious.Her ability to unlock the tendernest moments of her life is admirable.And I as a writer could forlong never experience  it.  I feel somehow guilty of saying this, and airing out all my grievences on my readers and Maya ."I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings ",is a complex piece of literature , where  we become situated in  andamoral position.We don't know if we should laugh with the narrator, or be guilted by our complacency. Should we turn to the next page , and be faced with Maya's reality with her poignant experiences or should we delay  the candour of this little child, and hope that little one will bear her life better than us?   Ultimately we choose to  linger at the shores of May and the super detailled and bustling aquarium of her life.Each stop is chronologiseds.Even the smallest details, are painted with such fine brushstrokes, that it makes you think how was she able to remember all o...
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The Last Man by Mary Shelley

As a an avid fan of Romanticism, this book was definitely a ride.Let me start by prefacing that I found the start of the book , to be  breathtaking and otherworldly.The ethereal descriptions, the outpouring of emotions, the heartfelt relationships, were so enamouring to me as a reader  .I felt bad for our narrator , his family and prince Adrian.Their descent into an apocalyptic world, was distraughting, but not as much as I thought it would be.The big twist,didn't lay such an impact on my psyche.I definitely felt more threatened by the plot of White Noise than this one.I'm aware that they are uncomparable  , and standalone novels of different eras  ,with differentaudiences in mind.But I couldn't help but adress the similarities. Now back to Mary Shelley, again she had so many things on her plate.Trying to balance the political misfunctionning of her world, a plague , and character development.Those are quite some tasking missions for any writer to take on, let alone ...
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