Audrey Lynn

“The South is America’s longest running crime scene.”
― Jason Mott, Hell of a Book

“We give those we love nicknames, because love requires a word that belongs to us alone.”
― Fredrik Backman, Anxious People

“I consider Renny’s words and I look down at my black hands. “Do I have to write about being Black? What if I were an artist that only drew White characters? What would that say about me?” “What?” “I mean, White writers don’t have to write about being White. They can just write whatever books they want. But because I’m Black . . .” I pause to look at my hands and reaffirm that, yes, I really am Black. The story checks out. “. . . does that mean that I can only ever write about Blackness? Am I allowed to write about other things? Am I allowed to be something other than simply the color of my skin? I mean, I can’t quote it word for word, but isn’t that what the whole ‘I Have a Dream’ speech was about?”
― Jason Mott, Hell of a Book

“What you're really asking is whether or not you and I are the same person. And I'm not really sure that it matters. No. What matters here with me and you, Kid, is what we do with it all. What matters is how we feel about it, about one another, about ourselves. What matters is the fact that if it wasn't my dad that got shot and killed it was somebody else's dad. What matters is that if it wasn't you or me that got shot and killed, it was another kid.

And it's always someone in this world. That's the catch.”
― Jason Mott, Hell of a Book