Finally, a way to acknowledge Martin Luther King that rings true for me. Sure, I could be a grand person and go to march planned for the day, but it is cold and wet AND I had this whole day free to work on my novel. That’s me–selfish to no end. So, I could be doing these I’m-a-better-person things, but I’d be out there the whole time thinking about the characters in my book and I’d be irritated at King for taking me away from it and I’d feel guilty for wanting to be with my novel instead.
But tonight I have read Simple Blog Writer’s blog, and lo! A wonderful idea that cheers and means something. Apparently, Brian Lehrer of WNYC “invites listeners to read about a culture other than their own.” How great is that? You’ve got reading, sharing, and book buying all in one. It may not change the world, but I agree with SBW–it’s nice to think of people searching shelves for a different voice. I mean, hey, what do you have on your shelf?
In the spirit of the day, I’ve gotten out one of my favorite novels ever and selected a passage to share. If it speaks to you, go buy the book.
But on second thought, someone who didn’t know how to ask wouldn’t know how to listen. And he coulda listened to then the way you been listening to us right now. Think about it: ain’t nobody really talking to you. We’re sitting here in Willow Springs, and you’re God-knows-where. It’s August 1999–ain’t but a slim chance it’s the same season where you are. Uh, huh, listen. Really listen this time: the only voice is your own.
Now, I’d love for you to find something and share it with me.