Today is my stop on the Eight Pieces of Silva blog tour and I’m so excited to share my review of this incredible new novel. Eight Pieces of Silva by Patrice Lawrence is a contemporary Young Adult mystery novel that follows a queer, black British teenager looking for her missing stepsister.
When the UK’s national lockdown was first announced, I felt frustrated and annoyed even though I understood why it needed to happen. At the time, I was looking for my next role and then my job search came to a sudden halt. I wondered (read: panicked) about how the pandemic would affect my finances. My…
The Boy with Two Hearts is a memoir by Hamed Amiri that follows a family of five from Herat, Afghanistan. In 2000, Fariba Amiri publicly spoke out against the Taliban and in favour of women’s rights. Within days, the Taliban responded by ordering her execution.
I never thought I’d read a book about motherhood in 2020. When Candice Brathwaite’s debut book I Am Not Your Baby Mother was published, I knew I needed it to read it. This Sunday Times Bestseller is an honest and insightful discussion about life as a black mother today.
Minna Salami is a Nigerian, Finnish and Swedish writer, lecturer and the founder of the award-winning blog MsAfropolitan. Her debut essay collection, Sensuous Knowledge: A Black Feminist Approach for Everyone, challenges the Eurocentric, patriarchal ways of thinking that have had a chokehold on our world for centuries.
A Phoenix First Must Burn is a Young Adult speculative fiction anthology of short stories written by black women and gender-nonconforming writers. It is edited by Patrice Caldwell and features “sixteen tales that explore the Black experience through fantasy, science fiction and magic, coming together in one spellbinding narrative of bravery, beauty and hope.”
From a Jehovah’s Witness in the Black Country to a sex worker in London, Paul Mendez’s semi-autobiographical novel Rainbow Milk is unlike the coming-of-age stories you’ve previously read.
A year ago, I was complaining to someone that there weren’t enough books by and about Trinidadian people (and West Indian people more broadly) in British bookshops. A few months later, I received a copy of Love After Love by Ingrid Persaud and it was exactly the kind of book I’d been craving.