Bone Black, cuts deep, bone deep into the juxtaposing steadfast/slow upbringing of our poised and demure social critic bell hooks. Somehow, the book is also about YOU in a way. You recognize the universal experiences of being punished for outspokenness, the surge of creativity that comes in solitude and joy that’s cultivated out of the will to survive and be better than your creators. (Not from spite but from love…sometimes from sorrow)