Well, not quite; I'm only at "Gather Together In My Name" (a little passage below), and already I want to get to that sixth volume in Maya Angelou's autobiography. This might be punctuated by a reading of Kazuo Ishiguro's "The Remains Of The Day" because it comes with high recommendation from Paul.
"I was nearly nineteen, had a baby, responsibilities and no real profession. I could cook Creole and was a fast, friendly cocktail waitress. Also I was qualified as an absentee madam, but I somehow felt that I simply had not yet "found out my niche..."
How absurdly timely.
