Writer of the Month
African-American novelist, playwright, and essayist Gloria Naylor was born on January 25, 1950, in New York City, New York, and died on September 28, 2016, in Christiansted, U.S. Virgin Islands. She in renouned for her personal and developed insights and portrayals of the lives of women and especially women of color in her stories. She attended Brooklyn University, earning a Bachelor of Arts in English, and continuing her education at Yale University, earning a Masters of Arts in African American Studies. She received numerous honors, awards and fellowships for her work throughout her artistic career. Her most well-known work is her debut novel, formatted as a collection of fictional short stories, entitled The Women of Brewster Place. It was published in 1982 and received a National Book Award in 1983 and was also adapted as a motion picture. Other praised works of hers include Linden Hills, Mama Day, and Bailey’s Café, the latter for which she herself wrote the stage adaptation.
The Women of Brewster Place details the lives of seven African American women who have all ended up in the same underserved urban neighborhood. Their intertwining lives are recounted through decades of strife and revelation, exploring the niches and corners of their experience and circumstance.
“Brewster Place became especially fond of its colored daughters as they milled like determined spirits among its decay, trying to make it home. Nutmeg arms leaned over windowsills, gnarled ebony legs carried groceries up double flights of steps, and saffron hands strung out wet laundry on backyard lines. Their perspiration mingled with the steam from boiling pots of smoked pork greens, and it curled on the edges of the aroma of vinegar douches and Evening in Paris cologne that drifted through the street where they stood together - hands on hips, straight-backed, round-bellied, high-behinded women who threw their heads back when they laughed and exposed strong teeth and dark gums. They cursed, badgered, worshiped, and shared their men. Their love drove them to fling dishcloths in someone else's kitchen to help him make the rent, or to fling hot lye to help him forget that bitch behind the counter at the five-and-dime. They were hard-edged, soft-centered, brutally demanding, and easily pleased, these women of Brewster Place. They came, they went, grew up, and grew old beyond their years. Like an ebony phoenix, each in her own time and with her own season had a story.”
- Gloria Naylor, The Women of Brewster Place, 1982
Mind Your Pieces
by Matthew Brown
Watching me hop inside of a car and someone random driving away is foreign, so you force a smile from behind the blinds. My inexistent, mischievous, misbehavior-holding thoughts tumble through your head like laundry in the dryer, but it’s only magnified by your paranoid overprotection. You hear waves crash close, as you wonder what I’m up to. You try to find the pieces of what make me just in order to throw them and stomp on my integrity, only then to realize I’m back through the door holding your own. I wonder why you were concerned with mine when you were missing yours the whole time.