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A common response to the greeting “How ya doing?“ among blacks in Harlem during Ellison's time was often “I'm nowhere, man.“

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It is always interesting to read what most influenced the influential.

Uh, what?

ETA: He is talking about his novel “Invisible Man.“

Indeed! This goes for everyone, every race, gender, orientation, etc. There is way too many people deciding who someone is without knowing anything at all about them.

Back to basics.

Words matter.

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A collection of essays written in the 1940s through the 1960s, this was published in 1966. It was almost like stumbling upon a time capsule. Divided into three sections, Ellison tackles literature, jazz, and American society from the perspective of the "American Negro." Spoiler, not much has improved in this area.

##MtTBRChallenge2020

So I didn't even make it to 6 hours this past weekend, like I wanted, and I still have about 50 pages left in the tagged book. Oh well. Ended up being a family time weekend, for which I didn't really mind missing out on reading time.
It's turning into a really interesting read. Divided into three sections, the first dealt with lit crit, the second with jazz music. I'm about to read the third section, which includes the title essay. #6B4Monday

I really want to finish reading this book of essays by March 1st, so I thought I'd play along with #24B4Monday this weekend, except evidently they had it last weekend instead of this weekend. Oh well. So I'm having my own personal #24B4Monday this weekend, I guess. (I never get close, anyway, so it's more like #6B4Monday.) Maybe we should have a readathon for us slow readers who don't have a ton of time for reading. Lol

#blackhistorymonth

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#blackhistorymonth

Sr. Joan said something similar in the last book I read, which was published in April 2019.

Ellison wrote this introduction in 1964.

#blackhistorymonth

Was looking for our copy of Invisible Man to read along with my friend's book club this month, but I couldn't find it. We purged a lot of books a few years back, and I think it probably was donated back then. I will be on a lookout for a new (to me) copy, but until then, I think I'm going to start this collection of essays I picked up at a library bag sale. It was published in 1966, no ISBN. #Blackhistorymonth #MtTBR #mttbrchallenge2020