Is it true that you recently bought your own yellow house in New Orleans?
That’s the gospel truth, as my Uncle Joe would say! It’s a tiny, bright-yellow shotgun house with a red door. A dream come true. I’ve always wanted a New Orleans house of my own—I’ve looked at more than fifty houses over many years. And then, suddenly, I found the perfect one, which just so happened to be yellow. The house has an intriguing history, having been initially owned by a free woman of color, which I’d like to one day research and write about. I’m following in my grandmother and mother’s footsteps, building a world for me and those I love.