Why I Blog Under the Name Lily O.

“Why did he use a pseudonym?”

“ ‘cause the REAL one wasn’t suitn’ him”

I love lilies. The flower, and the name in all of its forms (Lily, Lilly, Lillian, Lillian etc.). You see, my Grandmother’s name was Lily and she was a vibrant storyteller. After she passed, I became slightly obsessed with all things Lily. The “O” stands for Ohio and represents, to me, a part of the Midwest. A few years ago, on the first day of class one of my History professors (African American Migrations) asked us to introduce ourselves based on our geographic roots. It was a concept that I was unfamiliar with until that time. I never realized how important it was for me to note my Midwestern roots, especially as an African American woman. I am descendent of two people who left the land nurtured by their ancestors to move north. Continue reading

Thoreauback Book Thursday (Vol. 3): On the Duty of Civil Disobedience

Henry David Thoreau Civil Disbobedience

I have been a bit scarce lately. (I haven’t published a post since April 16th to be exact). I have several posts ready to go, but they all seem to fall flat in the current climate. I can’t help but feel like the string quartet playing on the sinking the Titanic as I write them. How frivolous is it to fawn over a book while Rome is burning? Don’t get me wrong. I am not a person who believes that to be aware, one must dedicate every waking hour to a tragedy. However, I think to soldier on without acknowledging it is far worse.

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