COULDN T KEEP IT TO MYSELF MOVIE

A few hundred years before Christ, Plato called necessity the mother of invention. Д«ut life bends and twists, and the unexpected has a way of nudging us away from our comfort zones. And besides, IвЂ™m occasionally writing an online political column.ДЄs late as this morning, I happily wouldвЂ™ve paraphrased the Hal David and Burt Bacharach lyric вЂ“ Lord, we donвЂ™t need another. What would I write about? I canвЂ™t come up with a good name. I donвЂ™t know who provides the best blogging service. For dozens of months, sheвЂ™s been dropping not-so-subtle hints that I had no excuse not to have a blog.Д®xcuses, however, were one thing I had no shortage of. вЂњBLOG IT!вЂќ is a coda that one very close friend and I frequently attach to those profound thoughts we share. More than a few close friends have urged me on numerous occasions to write a blog. And after years of dawdling, dipping and dodging, here too am I running to find a place alongside the horde of Internet babblers who canвЂ™t keep their mouths вЂ“ or keyboards as it were вЂ“ shut. For many bloggers, the urge to share what they know that they know for sure they know is irresistible. More broadly, you could argue that same age old motivation вЂ“ couldnвЂ™t keep it to myself вЂ“ is the driving force behind most blogs that bound through cyberspaceвЂ™s endless corridors. ItвЂ™s a sentiment oft repeated in so many churches Sunday after Sunday: вЂњGod has been so good, I just had to tell someone.вЂќ Indeed, itвЂ™s plucked directly from the chapters of scripture, where healed men and women felt compelled to share their miraculous accounts, regardless of how incredible those mightвЂ™ve sounded. I Said I wasnвЂ™t gonna tell nobody but I couldnвЂ™t keep it to myselfвЂ¦what the Lord has done for me. I also seem to recall Mahalia singing another traditional song, Said I WasnвЂ™t Gonna Tell Nobody. The phonograph needle nestled in comfortably rendering her Precious Lord and How I Got Over. And of course no Gospel collection could feign completeness without a helping or two of Mahalia Jackson. I liked Edward HawkinsвЂ™ Oh Happy Day James Cleveland was pushing the envelope too. But at SweetieвЂ™s house Gospel ruled the roost. At home with mom and dad, my sister and I would hear R & B and Soul.

COULDN T KEEP IT TO MYSELF MOVIE

Music вЂ“ gospel music вЂ“ is part of the soundtrack bed upon which the movie that is my early childhood rests. IвЂ™d go fetch things for her вЂ“ thatвЂ™s what little boys do вЂ“ and weвЂ™d sing hymns together. WeвЂ™d watch soap operas together on Channel 4.

But it stood as tall as any skyscraper to me because thatвЂ™s where Sweetie lived and shaped some of my earliest thoughts and impressions. As Brooklyn buildings go, little about that one distinguishes it much from any of the thousands of others that stipple the boroughвЂ™s landscape. StephenвЂ™s Lutheran School each day and ride the B-49 bus down Rogers Avenue to Lenox then walk about a block to her building. Traveling to her home was part of my daily after school routine.

For a chunk of my boyhood, Sweetie lived (with three of my aunts) in an apartment building on Brooklyn, New YorkвЂ™s Lenox Road. Particularly, itвЂ™s the time spent that decade with my Grandmother, Sweetie, that leaps to memory. Wally Lamb discussed his book, CouldnвЂ™t Keep It To Myself: Testimonies from Our Imprisoned Sisters, published by Regan Books.ItвЂ™s fitting that on the night I sit to launch this weblog my thoughts race back to my own launching pad вЂ“ the 1970s. They were Nancy Whiteley, author of вЂњThe True Face of Earth,вЂќ Tabatha Rowley, the author of вЂњHair Chronicles,вЂќ and Robin Cullen, the author of 'Christmas in Prison'. Three contributors to the book joined Mr. Some of the contributing authors have completed their sentences, while others are still serving their prison terms. The memoirs recount tales of broken homes, poverty, violence, drug and alcohol abuse, teenage pregnancy, and race and gender bias. Each of the eleven selections is a re-examination of its authorвЂ™s life and of the reasons that she ended up in prison. The book is a collection of autobiographical writings produced in a workshop conducted for the female inmates of ConnecticutвЂ™s York Correctional Institution. T15:02:20-05:00 Wally Lamb discussed his book, CouldnвЂ™t Keep It To Myself: Testimonies from Our Imprisoned Sisters, published by Regan Books.

Couldn t keep it to myself