Fire Shut Up in My Bones

by Charles M. Blow

Overview

The New York Times columnist recounts growing up in rural Louisiana in this “brave and powerful memoir” of poverty, abuse, sexuality, and perseverance (Publishers Weekly).

Charles M. Blow’s mother was a fiercely driven woman with five sons, brass knuckles in her glove box, and a job plucking poultry at a factory near their segregated Louisiana town, where slavery's legacy felt close. When her philandering husband finally pushed her over the edge, she fired a pistol at his fleeing back, missing every shot, thanks to “love that blurred her vision and bent the barrel.”

As the baby of the family, Charles was deeply attached to his “do-right” mother. Until one day that divided his life into Before and After—the day an older cousin sexually abused the young boy. The story of how Charles escaped that world to become one of America’s most innovative and respected public figures is a stirring, redemptive journey that works its way into the deepest chambers of the heart.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9780544302587
Publisher:	HarperCollins
Publication date:	03/19/2024
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
Pages:	243
Sales rank:	105,978
File size:	1 MB

About the Author

CHARLES M. BLOW has been columnist at the New York Times since 2008, and he appears regularly on MSNBC, CNN, Fox News, the BBC, Al Jazeera, and HBO. Blow lives in Brooklyn with his three children and was named 11th most influential African American in the world by The Root magazine. 

Table of Contents

Prologue 1

1 The House with No Steps 5

2 Thanksgiving 40

3 Chester 61

4 The Punic Next Door 82

5 Look-Away Jesus 110

6 Change 124

7 Another Boy's Baby 145

8 The Brothers 156

9 Hell Week 180

10 The Champagne-Colored Girl 190

11 Lie Detector 202

12 The Just-in-Case Gun 212

Editorial Reviews

This is a story that builds and overwhelms; it's filled with a gathering roar, like an oncoming hurricane. By the last chapter, the tension explodes—like a bubble, not a gun—and drops into a quiet sea of inner peace. Indeed, there is a surprising placidity at Blow's core; he seems to find the eye of each storm in which to stand. Amid tensely negotiated extremes of life and death, love and hate, poverty and excess, violence and restraint, Blow exhibits a remarkably disciplined mind, and an early talent for art. Even as a very young child, he designed alternate universes instead of yielding to despair. There are none of Blow's signature illustrations in this book, yet somehow it is still a visually graphic text. The ideas are rendered first in compact little packets that magically unfold, popping into being as vivid and distinct as origami flowers.

The New York Times Book Review - Patricia J. Williams

…exquisite…a meditation on…the larcenies, small and grand, that strip innocence from childhood and their enduring consequences…James Baldwin's searing debut novel, Go Tell It on the Mountain, elucidated the social, sexual and psychological tensions of Harlem…where the people were bound to one another by travails, by race and by their common faith. Mr. Blow's memoir is, in some ways, a furthering of those themes, set apart by time and geography but concerned with the inner spiritual workings of a community that is seen as virtually indistinct by those outside it but which is internally roiling with contradiction, conflict and a sometimes faltering grasp of its own humanity…Delicately wrought and arresting in its language, this slender volume covers a great deal of emotional terrain—much of it fraught, most of it arduous and all of it worth the trip.

The New York Times - Jelani Cobb

06/09/2014
In this brave and powerful memoir, New York Times columnist Blow describes growing up poor, African-American, and sexually conflicted in the 1970s Deep South. The Civil Rights era barely touched his Louisiana hometown of Gibsland, and Blow’s family struggles in segregated, rural poverty. Sexual abuse at the hands of an older cousin when Blow is seven drives the already sensitive boy into isolation and depression. Although Blow becomes a superior student and athlete, he remains haunted by his experiences. Thirteen years later, this inner turmoil explodes, and he feels compelled to murder the man who molested him. Gibsland seems trapped in a pre-industrial era (young people there eat clay). The rare intrusions of modernity are shocking: when his family learns of an overturned cattle truck on a nearby highway, they rush out, steal an injured cow, and slaughter it. The great bravery in the book lies in Blow’s nuanced treatment of his uncertain sexuality. While he waxes sentimental at times, and the decision to shoot his cousin comes off as melodramatic, this is a singular look at a neglected America. (July)

Publishers Weekly

"Fire Shut Up in My Bones is a luminous memoir that digs deep into territory I've longed to read about in black men's writing: into the horror of being submerged in a vast drowning swirl of racial, spiritual, and sexual complexity, only to somehow find one's self afloat, though gasping for breath, and then, at long last and at great cost, swimming. I believe both Ancestors and Descendants will cheer."  —ALICE WALKER    "Some truths cannot be taught, only learned through stories - profoundly personal and startlingly honest accounts that open not only our eyes but also our hearts to painful and complicated social realities. Charles Blow's memoir tells these kinds of truths. No one who reads this book will be able to forget it. It lays bare in so many ways what is beautiful, cruel, hopeful and despairing about race, gender, class and sexuality in the American South and our nation as a whole. This book is more than a personal triumph; it is a true gift to us all."  —MICHELLE ALEXANDER, author of The New Jim Crow    "Fire Shut Up in My Bones is a profoundly moving memoir of Charles Blow's coming of age as a black boy in the Deep South; of the way his sensitive and gifted intelligence slowly begins to kindle, becoming ablaze with wonder at the world and his place in it. Above all, this is the story of a courageously honest man arriving at his decision to 'stop running like the river . . . and just be the ocean, vast, deep, and exactly where it was always meant to be.' Blow has written a classic memoir of a truly American childhood."  —HENRY LOUIS GATES    "Fire Shut Up in My Bones is a heart-stopping memoir: a portrait of the artist—the exceptionally talented columnist Charles Blow—that also puts a searing face on all sorts of abstractions, like poverty, race, sexuality, and a human persistence sometimes known as courage. So particular yet gracefully timeless is this evocation of childhood that I sometimes felt as if I were reading an update of To Kill a Mockingbird, in which the poor, black protagonist’s moral education destines him to endure, and prevail."  —DIANE McWHORTER, author of  Carry Me Home    "Stunning...Blow's words grab hold of you like a fever that shakes you up at first but eventually leads you to a place of healing."  —Essence    "[Fire Shut Up In My Bones] is the most compelling read of the fall and the kind of book that will inspire you to turn off the TV and curl up in front of the fire instead."  —BET.com "Blow masterfully evokes the sights, sounds and smells of rough-and-tumble, backwater Louisiana...a well-written, often poetic memoir"  —Kirkus    "Page by elegant page, Charles Blow has constructed an eloquent and courageous memoir that explains why black and white is never just that—whether it comes to race or the rich, conflicted stew of childhood memory."  —GWEN IFILL, moderator, Washington Week, and co-anchor, PBS NewsHour    "Brave and powerful . . .a singular look at a neglected America."  —Publishers Weekly     "Powerful...so well-written."  —ANDERSON COOPER    "When you finish Charles Blow's mesmerizing memoir, you will cry. And you will better understand poverty, the south, racism, sex, fear, rage, and love. Then you will miss being in his authorial grip. Then you wil —

From the Publisher

11/01/2014
New York Times columnist Blow revisits the black Louisiana town of his childhood; a trauma inflicted upon him by an older cousin; and an invitation, at a black fraternity, to perpetrate abuse himself. (Prepub Alert, 3/24/14)

Library Journal

This audiobook is a welcome exception to light, and overly hopeful, memoirs. The author, a NEW YORK TIMES columnist, is unsparing in his truthfulness and emotion. Yes, there are hope and life and happiness, but Blow also accentuates the grittiness, racism, and challenges he faced growing up in the South in the 1970s. As narrator, Blow has a deep, low voice that has an Everyman quality to it. He reads much too slowly and with little variation in pitch and tone, but his diction is excellent, and his story is compelling. The importance of the book is that it’s Blow’s story, and he makes it sound personal. He creates a vivid world that is captivating and absorbing. R.I.G. © AudioFile 2015, Portland, Maine

FEBRUARY 2015 - AudioFile

2014-07-21
New York Times columnist Blow's hardscrabble memoir about growing up poor and black in rural Louisiana.It's safe to say that debut memoirist Blow made his bones as a newspaper journalist in quite a different fashion than most of his peers at the stately Grey Lady. Brought up in dirt-poor Gibsland, Louisiana., he worked his way from being an intern at the tiny Shreveport Times to eventually, by age 25, a graphics editor at the New York Times and a columnist soon thereafter. But this memoir isn't about his professional development as much as the psychosexual and emotional roller-coaster ride of his upbringing. Especially in the first half, Blow masterfully evokes the sights, sounds and smells of rough-and-tumble, backwater Louisiana. His portrait of his tough-as-nails mother—who raised five children on the wages from her poultry-plucking job and, at one point, shot her husband for cheating—is almost larger than life. But eventually we get to the crux of the memoir and the event in his young life that would understandably have serious psychological repercussions for years to come: being sexually molested by his cousin. When Blow moves on to his more conventional university life at Grambling State, a historically black college in his home state, readers begin to lose a sense of what made the memoir so original and compelling up to that point. The author still found himself in a struggle for both personal and sexual identity in college, but his experiences with hazing as a confused fraternity pledge, as trying and traumatic as they certainly were, don't seem that far removed from the coming-of-age experiences of millions of other working-class university students.A well-written, often poetic memoir that nevertheless fails to fully live up to its initial promise.

Kirkus Reviews