First Hip Hop, now Black literature. This society always finds a way to cheapen and rob our artistic forms (hence, our community) of their value and voice. That’s what I thought as I observed the vast majority of books being sold and advertised at the 2007 Harlem Book Fair. I had just finished presenting on a panel with other authors who wrote autobiographies and memoirs. The discussion was lively, spiritual, and informative. It didn’t hurt that CSPAN broadcast it live. Then I went out into the streets and received the shock of my life. The vast majority of books on … Continue reading REFLECTIONS ON “STREET FICTION” LITERATURE