Someone said, “Reading is elitism,” and I knew immediately—we’re in trouble.
When people start calling books the problem, it’s never about books.It’s about control.
A mind that doesn’t read is easier to steer.Easier to distract.Easier to convince that vibes are enough and history is optional.
But reading—especially our reading—was once illegal.Punishable by death.
So no—reading isn’t elitism.It’s survival.
I saw a screed on Threads that made me stop and stare.“Reading is elitism,” the post declared.
It left me scratching my head.
Why now?Why is this sentiment surfacing at a moment when people are desperate to escape the hellscape we’re living in—when they’re trying to learn, to grow, to imagine ways to resist?
Is it something more sinister?
Because an algorithm shaped by bots and billionaires has no interest in a smart, savvy, or hopeful electorate. It wants control. A mind that doesn’t read—one that lives on vibes alone—is easy to steer. It will thrive on chaos. It shall be misled, distracted, and ultimately enslaved.
That post made me angry. The kind of angry that pulls my inner poet out of hiding.
Yes, Vanessa Riley has been known to write poetry. If you’ve read Island Queen, Sister Mother Warrior, The Bewildered Bride, and others, you’ve already seen my poetic bent threaded through the prose.
And don’t you have a new book out? Fire Sword and Sea, next week, Jan. 13? Ain’t nobody have time for all this.
No. Nobody does, but I made time. For I got big mad.I reached for the pen—or rather, the keyboard.
What came out was a poem I now call Between the Book and Me.
Between the Book and Me
Reading is a privilege, a refuge, a right sorely won.
So miss me with the BS, the apathy.Because I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings (Maya Angelou).
Maybe it’s my generation.For we came from a time when we were raised as Beloved (Toni Morrison),and hoped for Something Like Love (Beverly Jenkins),Only to learn we were an Invisible Man (Ralph Ellison),Never a Native Son (Richard Wright).
We sought out books to find The Souls of Black Folk (W.E.B. Du Bois),but kept our gaze fixed on librarians and mentors,for Their Eyes Were Watching God (Zora Neale Hurston).
And they knew what books to pick for our good.They understood which passage would give us hope.
When we learned that life—she—was No Crystal Stair (Eva Rutland),
They gave us books that fed a Hunger (Roxane Gay),
Because they knew we would ache when Things Fall Apart (Chinua Achebe).
They understood that verses on a page, in a hymnal, on a screen,would become Kindred (Octavia E. Butler)—Something to remember, to retain, to hug.
That touch, that warm embrace, when nouns and verbs paint pictures,Keeps the flames of imagination burning.It will stoke The Fire Next Time (James Baldwin).
Reading makes a difference.When peaceful with a psalm or enraged and ready to fight Fire Sword and Sea (Vanessa Riley),Try opening a book—keep going—Fill your soul with words and dreams.Get so full you must Go Tell It on the Mountain (James Baldwin).
So it makes me sad when some insistOur whole story lives only in the Narrative of the Life… an American Slave (Frederick Douglass),or the Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl (Harriet Jacobs).
No. Black Boy (Richard Wright).No—Black girl.No bright child misled into craving The Bluest Eye (Toni Morrison).
Rise up from The Street (Ann Petry).Savor words as if they are rare,Growing sweeter when harvested in the mind like A Raisin in the Sun (Lorraine Hansberry).
If you read, you will learn this:That you are more than Sister Outsider (Audre Lorde).You are The Black Jacobins (C.L.R. James).You are an Island Queen (Vanessa Riley),Swaying to a Harlem Rhapsody (Victoria Christopher Murray).
You see, Between the World and Me (Ta-Nehisi Coates)—Between a book and you—AreA mother’s prayer,A grandmother’s wisdom,An ancestor’s war song.
So don’t turn your back on reading.Don’t dismiss the act our forefathers and foremothers chose, even under the penalty of death.
Reading isn’t elitism.It’s essential to survival.It’s defiance, spelled out.It’s the way to live.
This week’s book list is in my poem. Go to the show notes. Get the full list. I’m supporting Novel Neighbor through their website and Bookshop.org.
We are less than a week away from the release of Fire Sword and Sea. She comes out on January 13th, 2026. Caribbean women pirates—That’s Black pirates, integrated crews, and secrets—of those who sailed the seas for adventure, a better life, or because they darn well felt like it. Read their truth. Get folks talking about this book.
Consider purchasing Fire Sword and Sea from Novel Neighbor or one of my partners in the fight, bookstores large and small who are with me.
Come on, my readers, my beautiful listeners. Let’s get everyone excited to read Fire Sword and Sea.
Show notes include the poem mentioned in this broadcast.
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January 10 – Gwinette Library with Jasmine Sinkfield (Click the image for Registration Links)
Jan. 12 – Resist Booksellers in Petersburg, VA
Jan. 13 – Release Day – Loyalty Books in DC with Victoria Christopher Murray
Jan. 14 – Park Books in Severna Park, MD with Kate Quinn
Jan. 15 – FoxTale Books in Woodstock, GA with Simone Umba
Jan. 16 – Novel Neighbor in St. Louis, MO with Pat Simmons
Jan. 17 – Black Pearl Books in Austin, TX with Ali Hazelwood
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