I'm Convinced Of This: Good Done Anywhere

My People Had Used Music To Soothe Slavery's Torment Or To Propitiate God, Or To Describe The Sweetness Of Love And The Distress Of Lovelessness, But I Knew No Race Could Sing And Dance Its Way To Freedom.

Making A Decision To Write Was A Lot Like Deciding To Jump Into A Frozen Lake.

Don't Bring Negative To My Door.

I Write Because I Am A Black Woman, Listening Attentively To Her People.

I'm Here, And I Do My Best To Be Completely Centered At The Place I'm At, Then I Go Forward To The Next Place.