This modern day love story is set in the fast-paced world of R&B music. While primarily focusing on the long term effect being motherless has on one's ability to love and form attachments, this book also takes a hard hitting look at racial and social class issues, along with skin color conflict in the Black community.
Which is worse: to love your mother fiercely and lose her? Or never have a mother at all? Obie and Princess never debated this; being equally motherless forever binds them. Obie was a street child, a junkie's son; Princess was raised in splendor on Park Avenue. When she's three Obie is her babysitter; at thirteen Obie's her best friend and confidant. At eighteen "Cess" dreams of being an R&B diva and Obie, whose "Rags-to-Riches" transformation into a music video superstar/director captured America's attention, knows just how to make that dream come true. Inevitably Obie and Princess fall head-over-heels in love along the path to stardom. Social-class differences, skin color drama/complexes, a stalking ex-boyfriend and severe depression strain their budding relationship, but when Obie's abandonment issues crash head first into Cess's need for emotional detachment, the fireworks really begin. Then the question becomes: Can a motherless child ever truly open his or her heart enough to love someone else?
Cess and me progressed from her Learnin How To Talk to us Havin Conversations.
We talked about everything but our favorite topic was Mothers. For instance,
What is worse:
To spend the first seven years a your life totally immersed in a mother who Loved
& Adored you only to wake up one morning to find out she had
evaporated into thin air,
or to know exactly where your mother lives and to know with all certainty that
the bitch hated your guts and never wanted to see you?
Me and Cess never debated this issue. To us thatís like askin:
Is it worse to be shot in the heart or stabbed in the heart?
I mean Letís Be Real Here.
Is your heart still not damaged?
Both are Life Threatnin Wounds that take Forever to heal and inevitably leave
Permanently Disfigurin Scars.
What we discuss is How We Feel about these issues:
how our situations Affect Us Personally.
Princess could discuss her mother with no one else in the world and neither could I.
I mean, there was no one else I could open up to, not even JR, and JR was my
second closest friend in the world, my twin, my Brother From Another Mother.
But JR was Highly Judgmental, consumed with Right & Wrong,
which made him Not A Very Good Confidant.
All a us was in that same Motherless boat together: me, Cess, JR and Squared.
All a us had a hole in our lives where a mother should be.
First there was JR: the foster child who had seen his real mother infrequently
until he was released into the care a his father and now never saw her at all.
Then thereís Squared: the son of a basehead being raised with his motherless cousin/sister in a gay triumvirate.
Cess: the child so absolutely unwanted she was almost killed by neglect.
And I of course am the son a The Disappearing Junkie:
Now You See Her, Now You Donít.
My Mission In Life became a Simple One.
If I could reunite Just One Child with his mother I would have done
Somethin Great for God and for All Mankind.
I worked on myself first foremost and always.
Every second a every minute a every hour I scanned faces:
searchin searchin tirelessly searchin for my momma.