The recent demise of Toni Morrison was a truly big blow to the world of diverse literature. With her end, comes an end to a writer who stood up for lesser known and oppressed voices, who urged those who did not see themselves in literature to write their own stories, to voice themselves since each story and each voice matters.
I am not really sure of how I picked up Toni Morrison’s books. I remember reading and loving the subtleties in her books, Sula and Mercy, which are my favourites while the more darker and deeper, Beloved, was a tough read to grasp. Perhaps, I should give it a try once again to enjoy and understand it thoroughly.
One of the recent ones I read was The Bluest Eye which is now my favourite, toppling the previous titles.
The Bluest Eye is her debut novel, a heart wrenching story of two black girls, Claudia and Pecola, and how the widespread racism in their society affects them both.