But what I loved most about Baldwin’s writing was that he didn’t make me feel, as a young white guy, that I had no right to be thriving on his work and taking it all so personally… I could see my large family and myself mirrored in the world of James Baldwin’s fiction.
In an essay featured in The Paris Review, author M.J. Moore discusses his long-standing devotion to James Baldwin, the man he calls his literary hero.
That’s why I wanted to thank him. For creating a world that helped me understand my world.
