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Heather Bronson is currently reading

The Women

by Kristin Hannah (Goodreads Author)

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All the Colors of the Dark

by Chris Whitaker (Goodreads Author)

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Heather’s Notes & Highlights

Book cover for I'm Still Here: Black Dignity in a World Made for Whiteness

I'm Still Here: Black Dignity in a World Made for Whiteness by Austin Channing Brown

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Whiteness wants enough Blackness to affirm the goodness of whiteness, the progressiveness of whiteness, the openheartedness of whiteness. Whiteness likes a trickle of Blackness, but only that which can be controlled.

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Heather’s Quotes

“Good stories are anywhere you are. Your quiet, ordinary life matters, and the place you're living it matters, too.”
― Annie B. Jones, Ordinary Time: Lessons Learned While Staying Put

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“Something ineffable happened when bow touched strings. What a marvel it was, the cello. Four tender lines, hovering in space--lines which, with the right pressure and force, could create music to rival the gods'. Those four strings, those miracles of physics, had been the closest he ever felt toward immortality.”
― Brendan Slocumb, The Dark Maestro

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