Book Reviews
Books: “The Risk It Takes to Bloom: On Life and Liberation” by Raquel Willis
The catalogs should start arriving soon. If you’re a gardener, that’s a siren song for you. What will you put in your pots and plots this spring? What colors will you have, what crops will you harvest? It never gets old: put a seed no bigger than a breadcrumb into some dirt and it becomes dinner in just weeks. All it needs, as in the new memoir “The Risk It Takes to Bloom” by Raquel Willis, is a little time to grow.
By Terri Schlichenmeyer
The catalogs should start arriving soon.
If you’re a gardener, that’s a siren song for you. What will you put in your pots and plots this spring? What colors will you have, what crops will you harvest? It never gets old: put a seed no bigger than a breadcrumb into some dirt and it becomes dinner in just weeks. All it needs, as in the new memoir “The Risk It Takes to Bloom” by Raquel Willis, is a little time to grow.
The last time Raquel Willis remembers being completely safe and loved without strings attached was at age five, at a talent show. Shortly afterwards, some elders began telling Willis to speak with “a particular brand of clear,” to move differently, to act differently. Willis was a Black boy then, and that was how her father worked against his son’s “softness.”
Willis didn’t know the truth about herself then, but other boys did. So, eventually, did the girls, as a grade school Willis “gravitated… toward” them. Young Willis prayed for God to “just make me a girl” but the bullying that had already begun only got worse.
She changed schools and things were no better. Meanwhile, her father tried “even harder to correct who I was becoming.” Friends and online friends were encouraging and supportive, offering her courage to come out to her mother, who thought it was “a phase.” Her father was angry, then accepting. Other family members took Willis’ news in stride.
It was going to be okay. More than okay, in fact, because Willis was introduced to drag, and she started to feel more comfortable in women’s clothing than in men’s attire. To Willis, the drag troupe had begun feeling like family. She settled into life as a gay drag performer because that was the “language” that came naturally to her.
And then, one day, while talking on the phone with an on-again-off-again boyfriend, something important hit Willis, hard.
“I think I’m a woman,” she told him. “I’m a woman…. I am.”
Sometimes, it takes a while to understand the person you really are. Half a book, in this case, because “The Risk It Takes to Bloom” is quite wordy: author Raquel Willis tells her story in excruciating detail, and it can get rather long.
And, yet, the length allows for clues that readers can follow, to truly see the woman, the activist and writer, who penned this book. But is that enough to attract readers? What sets this book apart from other, similar books by star-powered Black trans women?
The answer lies in the approachability of its author.
The strength of Willis’ story lies in its familiarity and its simplicity — it is more down-to-earth — like she could have lived up the street from you or sat in the last row of your high school Algebra class. You could’ve known her. You could know someone like her. Or Willis could be you.
Indeed, this book might hold plainspoken inspiration for anyone who needs it. If that’s you, get “The Risk It Takes to Bloom,” find a chair, and plant yourself.
“The Risk It Takes to Bloom: On Life and Liberation” — c.2023, St. Martin’s Press, $29.00, 384 pages
Book Reviews
Book Review: “The Fallen Fruit” by Shawntelle Madison
You’re lucky you didn’t hit your head! The damage you did to yourself was bad enough. You didn’t need a head wound to lay you low, too. You haven’t skinned your knees like that since you were ten years old. Your elbow still hurts from that tumble. But read the new book, “The Fallen Fruit” by Shawntelle Madison and be grateful: you’re still in the here and now.
By Terri Schlichenmeyer
c.2024, Amistad
$28.00
437 pages
You’re lucky you didn’t hit your head!
The damage you did to yourself was bad enough. You didn’t need a head wound to lay you low, too. You haven’t skinned your knees like that since you were ten years old. Your elbow still hurts from that tumble. But read the new book, “The Fallen Fruit” by Shawntelle Madison and be grateful: you’re still in the here and now.
She should’ve just put a “For Sale” sign on it and sold the place, like she was told.
Cecily Bridge-Davis was warned by the locals that the portion of the old Bridge farm she’d inherited was “godforsaken,” but she had to see it. Maybe it would help her understand her father, who’d up and died when Cecily was just a baby. If she could find anything about him, the trip wouldn’t be wasted.
The property was overgrown, rundown, and there was a tumbledown cabin on it that she couldn’t resist. Inside the cabin, Cecily found a Bible, and an X-marked map.
Millie Bridge prayed that she’d be the one to fall.
It was 1920, and her brother, Isaiah, was meant for better things. She’d be able to handle a trip back in time better than he, but it was a fifty-fifty chance. Their father was a Bridge man, and the family curse that’d been around for hundreds of years would send one of his children to another time in the past, which is why the offspring of every Bridge man carried freedom papers with them.
Since one never knew if, where, or when they might fall, one could never be too careful.
Bridge-Davis looked over the Bible and followed the map to a hole in a tree stump, where she found an old satchel and more questions. Was she actually supposed to believe that, as an only child, she might disappear one day, only to reappear in another time?
How could that happen? Moreover, how could she tell her husband and children?
Autumn seems to be the right time for a spine-tingling, twisty-scary novel, doesn’t it? And “The Fallen Fruit” is just about the right book.
If you mixed together the movie Groundhog Day and Octavia Butler’s “Kindred,” you might have something close to what’s inside this novel. The difference is that author Shawntelle Madison adds a few more levels and a lot more characters to time-travel, meanwhile keeping readers guessing as to where this curse began.
Sometimes, that makes this novel scrape against your imagination until it’s raw. Other times, it feels oddly like an adventure story or a survival-type tale, a test of resourcefulness that you can place yourself inside. And then there are shades of romance, to keep you rapt.
If you’re someone who tends to overthink novels, you may not like this one; it leaves a lot of questions that don’t get answered. But if you’re up for a thrill-ride of a novel, “The Fallen Fruit” is a gem. A speculative fiction fan will go head over heels for it.
Book Reviews
Book Review: ‘The Outsider Advantage: Because You Don’t Need to Fit in to Win’
Some say you march to a different drummer. You follow the music you hear in your soul, blazing your own path while the rest of the world watches. You’re the best companion you know for yourself. You know who you are, and that’s all that matters. In “The Outsider Advantage” by Ciera Rogers, founder, and CEO of Babes, you’ll see what you can do with your “you-niqueness.”
By Terri Schlichenmeyer
The Bookworm Sez
Some say you march to a different drummer.
You follow the music you hear in your soul, blazing your own path while the rest of the world watches. You’re the best companion you know for yourself. You know who you are, and that’s all that matters.
In “The Outsider Advantage” by Ciera Rogers, founder, and CEO of Babes, you’ll see what you can do with your “you-niqueness.”
There was once a time when Rogers lived in her mother’s Jeep.
She was a teenager then, and though her mother tried to keep a roof over their heads, a handful of low-paying jobs just didn’t cut it. They were constantly moving, and Rogers switched schools often, which forced her to learn how to fit in quickly and get by.
That resourcefulness was key to her survival later in life. As the first in her family to attend college, Rogers earned a degree, but she was unable to take an unpaid intern position, which were all that were available a decade or so ago, she says. This hurt her job chances, but she knew she would survive. She was bold and smart.
One afternoon, broke and unemployed, she thought about her mother’s small boutique in Houston, launched with few resources and less money. Rogers knew how to thrift. She could make videos. She could sell clothing online, eventually creating one-of-a-kind outfits, mixing and matching, catching the attention of celebrities and moviemakers becoming a million-dollar business started literally on scraps.
“Remember,” she says, “most big things start with a tiny idea.”
You don’t have to have piles of cash or big inheritances to start a business. Look for free help or free platforms that can move your enterprise along. Make do with what you have at first. Stop procrastinating and don’t miss any opportunities. Know what you stand for. Know that you are not alone, either in your uniqueness or your situation.
“There’s a box where everyone else is,” says Rogers. “Get out of it. Be different.”
So, you don’t have any money. You don’t even have bootstraps to pull yourself up. But if you can read, you have what it takes to be an entrepreneur, says Rogers. “You only need to take that first confident step.”
As you start this book, though, you may wonder why anyone would think it’s for entrepreneurs. What Rogers has to offer is, indeed, more memoir than advice, though there are nuggets to capture on nearly every page and end-of-chapter takeaways embedded in a lively, fun sort of treasure hunt. Rogers’ entire life on the edge shows readers that being a little bit (or a whole lot) unique isn’t a hurdle. Unconventionality is not a deal-breaker; in fact, it can help you break into success.
This book inspires — especially for readers whose dreams are burning with ideas but not a lot of coin. “The Outsider Advantage” is for when the drum beat of entrepreneurship is just too irresistible.
Black History
Book Review: 54 Miles
Deep down inside, there’s a part of you that always wants to do right. Did someone teach you that? Or were you just modeling what your elders did when they did what was true and right? Either way, your moral compass points the way, always. You do right for the world, even if, as in the new novel “54 Miles” by Leonard Pitts, Jr., it’s the wrong personal decision for you. Sitting in church, hundreds of miles from home, Adam Simon felt the distance keenly.
By Terri Schlichenmeyer
Author: Leonard Pitts, Jr.
Deep down inside, there’s a part of you that always wants to do right.
Did someone teach you that? Or were you just modeling what your elders did when they did what was true and right? Either way, your moral compass points the way, always. You do right for the world, even if, as in the new novel “54 Miles” by Leonard Pitts, Jr., it’s the wrong personal decision for you.
Sitting in church, hundreds of miles from home, Adam Simon felt the distance keenly.
This surprised him. It wasn’t like he was close to his parents. No, his father, a White minister, had over-preached to Adam for too long, and his Black mother never showed Adam much warmth. With no siblings to help soften these facts, Adam left college to head to Alabama, to work with SNCC’s voter registry efforts.
That was the plan, anyhow, but down-deep, Adam had no idea what he was doing. It was a good cause, a great and righteous one, but not without danger: he was almost killed while marching across the Edmund Pettis Bridge.
And that’s how his frantic parents learned where he was: alerted by Simon’s parents, his Uncle Luther tracked the young man down in a Selma hospital, took him in, and notified Simon’s parents that he was safe.
By that time, Simon was on his way to Alabama for his son’s sake.
Years ago, George, the elder Simon, and his now-wife, Thelma, had busted almost every racial law the South imposed, and they married. Shortly afterward, Simon’s father sent the new family north, for safety.
And now Simon was in Alabama, in the mouth of the dragon and he had other troubles on his mind.
Simon knew he shouldn’t have snooped, but while staying with his Uncle Luther, he found a stash of old letters, and he read them. What he learned shocked him, and he had to leave Luther’s home immediately.
The problem was, Simon had nowhere to go.
Were you there? If not, can you imagine what it was like to live in 1965, at the height of the Civil Rights Movement? Readers who don’t know or can’t picture it will get an eyeful of what was possible inside “54 Miles.”
In setting his novel roughly in the years 1945 to 1965, author Leonard Pitts, Jr. doesn’t make reading this book easy. There are passages inside this novel that will make you want to wince and turn away and – caution! – they’re not for the weak-stomached.
Just remember, they’re essential to the story and to why the characters act as they do.
On that, you’ll enjoy most of these characters as they look to the past and future, working their ways through personal struggles and one of the more tumultuous periods in American history. Details help, making this books’ cast feel more authentic.
Be aware that “54 Miles” can be slow, at certain points, but stick with it and you won’t be disappointed. Especially if you’re a historical novel fan, this book will do you right.
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