1 in 7 new marriages are now interracial, reports GOOD Magazine. Every time I see one of these reports I keep thinking, “Black women still need to get on that, huh?”
Speaking of GOOD, I loved this piece by one of my favorite writers, Courtney Martin: Hustin’: How I Became My Own Mentor in a Freelance Economy. She is such an incredible force in the world. I want to be like her.
I wrote a review of Baratunde Thurston’s new book, “How to be Black,” in the San Francisco Chronicle. Good book. Really funny.
This doesn’t count as a read, but if you haven’t heard Meryl Streep talk about acting & cussing a little bit on Fresh Air, you should check this out.
Maybe it’s not the evil Internets that are keeping you from connecting to people. Rebecca Rosen on the myth of a Digital Sabbath as the savior of all relationships.
Finally, I’m working on a book about being happily single, and have been digging in the archives of my personal journals. Here’s a great quote from Galway Kinnell that touched me way back in 1997 and still resonates:
For everything flowers
of self-blessing: though sometimes it is necessary to reteach a thing it’s loveliness
to put a hand on the brow of flower
and retell it in words and in touch it is lovely
until it flowers again from within