Did I ever tell you all about the time a kid in my high school literally pretended to drink a thing of Windex so the teachers would panic and send him to the hospital and he wouldn’t have to take the test
Once upon a time there was a fucking queen. She had it all: the glory, the power. Worshippers eager to give and grateful to receive. Why? Because she had the gift of the gift. The blessing of blessings, hers to bestow. And her place of worship? Oh, that was the place to be.
“Octavia E. Butler: Telling My Stories” runs through Aug. 7, 2017, in the West Hall of the Library and puts on view approximately 100 items—letters, photographs, handwritten affirmations, and first editions of her books, and more—from the Butler literary archive, which came to The Huntington in 2008.
pictured: Octavia E. Butler, notes on writing, “Tell stories filled with facts…” ca. 1970-1995. The Huntington Library, Art Collections, and Botanical Gardens. Copyright Estate of Octavia E. Butler.