Around the Way Girl by Taraji P. Henson
Synopsis: Memoir of an Academy Award and Emmy-nominated actress.
Writing Style: First person, jargon laden.
Pacing: Fast.
Personal Highlights: Flags flashed wild, top to bottom high and low all over the pages while reading this yet, humbling memoir.
There was so much to love and respect about this memoir. For one, Taraji’s personality was a natural treat to read. Made turning pages easy, albeit and although…it was the praise and props given to Howard University (Fine Arts) professors, namely Katz who initially saw in Taraji what I started out feeling…to quote Taraji… ‘feeling some kind of way’ when I first opened the book. Bling-bling don’t do me either, exactly what builds a lasting picture here.
All the way through the memoir stayed on point; from Taraji’s turning them fast no’s to slow yes’s, her 'surprise, surprise' icons, to lessons learned, along with that attitude she took to her acting career…getting into character…and staying in character, and how fans and those working in the industry received and embraced her work, particularly her international fans whose questions read titillating. All of that was real good, and even so, STILL YET and albeit, here’s what took this memoir over the top…
God Bless and blessed Boris Henson, Taraji’s father, and her mother too. For sake of avoiding spoilers, as I could go on and on and on, to include Taraji’s relationship with her son, in short this was a very well done MUST EXPERIENCE memoir. Family is everything; better believe it!
Writing Style: First person, jargon laden.
Pacing: Fast.
Personal Highlights: Flags flashed wild, top to bottom high and low all over the pages while reading this yet, humbling memoir.
There was so much to love and respect about this memoir. For one, Taraji’s personality was a natural treat to read. Made turning pages easy, albeit and although…it was the praise and props given to Howard University (Fine Arts) professors, namely Katz who initially saw in Taraji what I started out feeling…to quote Taraji… ‘feeling some kind of way’ when I first opened the book. Bling-bling don’t do me either, exactly what builds a lasting picture here.
All the way through the memoir stayed on point; from Taraji’s turning them fast no’s to slow yes’s, her 'surprise, surprise' icons, to lessons learned, along with that attitude she took to her acting career…getting into character…and staying in character, and how fans and those working in the industry received and embraced her work, particularly her international fans whose questions read titillating. All of that was real good, and even so, STILL YET and albeit, here’s what took this memoir over the top…
God Bless and blessed Boris Henson, Taraji’s father, and her mother too. For sake of avoiding spoilers, as I could go on and on and on, to include Taraji’s relationship with her son, in short this was a very well done MUST EXPERIENCE memoir. Family is everything; better believe it!
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