Every Death Is Like The

When You Clench Your Fist, No One Can Put Anything In Your Hand.

History Is Written By Winners.

It's Always Intrigued Me That Amidst The Group Called Slaves There Were Individuals Who Were Extremely Able, Who Were Extremely Colorful, Who Were Powerful Personalities, Who By No Means Fit The Usual Images Of Slaves. They Were People Who, Through Their Personalities And Abilities, Were Very Respected In The Community Where They Lived By Both Black And White.

I Tell Younger Writers That Indeed It Is Devastating To Be Rejected. You Feel Like The Bottom Dropped Out Of Your World.

I Know That Statistically, It Has Been Proven That There Is A Tremendous Amount Of Black On Black Crime Within The Inner Cities.