And to think, I almost didn’t read Jam on the Vine. Sheesh. One of the best books I’ve read this year and I almost missed it. Good thing TW pointed it out when she finished.
This is not the normal post-civil war era book. There are black Muslims in Texas. There are lesbians. It makes you think a bit of Ida B. Welles but not enough to actually make you feel like you’re reading Ida B Wells fan fiction or something like that.
Read it!