My Name was Supposed to be Elizabeth Ann

I write stories about stories–Reading them, writing them, living them

(fifth in an occasional series on BOOKS THAT MATTER & THE PEOPLE WHO LOVE THEM) Lorita Foster and I met late August 2003, when she interviewed for a position in my district’s English department. It had been a chaotic summer. Our principal was out on an indefinite, health-related leave and my six-member department had been …

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At a recent online book club meeting, after we’d discussed Remarkably Bright Creatures but before deciding on titles for the fall, the group’s moderator—a friend of mine from college—raised the issue of character versus plot driven books, which type we preferred and which authors we believed “better” at it, which led us to chat about …

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(Second in an occasional series on BOOKS THAT MATTER AND THE PEOPLE WHO LOVE THEM) So what IS a book that matters? And who gets to choose? When I spoke with my friend Lorita Foster for this series, she confessed to being initially annoyed with my questions. “They’re not fair,” she said, thinking I wanted …

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I’m not much for New Year’s resolutions, but I do like the idea of resets and fresh starts. In that spirit, I’m trying something a little different this year, sharing not only stories about books that matter to me, but those that matter to my reader friends, an occasional series I’m calling BOOKS THAT MATTER …

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