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by Sharee Hereford | Dec 13, 2019 | Black Women, Latest Updates, listicle, Sistah Girls Book Club
The Sistah Girls Holiday Gift Guide Sistah Girls, the holidays are here! Everything about the holidays makes me smile, from the movies to the holiday-themed books, this time of year really lifts my spirits. However, there is always that one Sistah Girl, (I’m...
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by Sharee Hereford | Dec 11, 2019 | Latest Updates, Music, Sistah Girls Book Club
Sistah Girl Slow Jamz Vol. 1 [Playlist] Sistah Girls, I don’t know about you but I love a good playlist. I have one for the gym, one for my long commutes, one when I clean and I often listen to my friends’ playlists. Sometimes I can get stuck on one album...
by Sharee Hereford | Nov 26, 2019 | Latest Updates, Music, News, Sistah Girls Podcast
Books & Other Ish Sistah Girls, I have finally added a new episode to my podcast! This has been a long time coming, in this episode, I discuss why it took me so long to post a new episode, the new direction of the podcast, and LIFE. 2019 has been filled with ups...
by Sharee Hereford | Oct 14, 2019 | Latest Updates, Sistah Girls Book Club, Young Adult
Young Adult Novels Written By Black Authors Young Adult novels are LIT this Fall, there are so many dynamics and nuances that are being written about that it’s hard to keep up. I remember when I was a teen I didn’t have this type of selection at my...
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by Sharee Hereford | Sep 16, 2019 | Black Writers, Short Stories, Sistah Girls Book Club
Graffiti by Isla Vann Standing under my umbrella, I stared at the sun’s heat scorching the grey asphalt. Steam danced its way upward and a quick cheeky breeze smacked it dead into my face. Involuntarily, I inhaled and my nostrils burned. The local weather girl lied....
