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Wednesday, February 15, 2023

Books Banning


I love Pennsylvania. Almost every book I've written has been set here in my home state. Most in Erie, but I've written books set in Pittsburgh and Philadelphia, too. I really love my state, but Pennsylvania's kids deserve better than being in the top ten of book banning states. 

In 2022 a couple PA kids testified in front of the U.S. House Oversight and Reform Committee. Christina Ellis a senior at Central York (PA) High School “Sadly enough, I spent the majority of my K-12 schooling, straightening my hair, so I wouldn’t stand out. I wanted to blend in and not be different. Books that highlight our differences and teach others how to address diversity are crucial. These books shouldn’t be up for debate.” 

 That's just it. But more than that, books highlight our differences and point out our similarities. 

I wrote a scene in Crib Notes about a secondary character, Cessy Keller's essay:

<<My family, by Cecily Keller.

When I was in fourth grade, our class made cards for our families for Thanksgiving. We traced our hands and turned them into construction paper turkeys. After school, I ran out and gave mine to my mom when Leslie, a girl in my class, came up and said, ‘You’re supposed to give it to your mom.’ I was confused and told her this was my mom, and she said it couldn’t be ’cause we didn’t match. Until that moment, I don’t think I ever thought that way about my family.

Oh, I knew my brother Zac always called me cocoa because my skin is the color of chocolate, and there was no way to miss that Mom is as pale as a white person can get. But I never saw those differences.

After that, I did. I noticed the looks my family got when we went out together. None of us are alike. We have brown hair, black, reddish-brown and blond. Some of us are very tall, a few are vertically challenged.

When I was ten, we all went to Disney World and Mom made us wear matching T-shirts that proudly proclaimed The Kellers. We got looks there, too.

The fact that we all were so very different made us stand out, and any school kid will tell you that standing out can be a problem. So I hoped no one would notice.

The Kellers took me home weeks after I was born. I have biological parents, but I never knew them. Then when I was five, my biological father took me back. I still remember that day. My whole family stood on the porch as the social worker led me away to her car. I didn’t understand what was going on. My mom had told me that I was going to live with my real dad, but I felt that my real father was the man on the porch physically holding my brother Zac, who was struggling to get to me. I was only five and I knew who my family was. The stranger the state decided should have custody was nothing to me. The six months he kept me were bad. I don’t talk about them. But they taught me something.

Before, I wanted to hide how different my family was, but then I figured out that biology might determine your skin and hair color, it might determine if you’re tall or short, but it’s your family that makes up your heart. It’s your family that makes you whole, the person you really are.

I took my family to school later that year for show-and-tell. Though in fourth grade we’d really outgrown the tradition, Mom stood by me and my entire family showed up and let me introduce them to my class. And I told all those kids that my family didn’t match on the outside, that we never would, but we matched on the inside and that’s all that counts.

And that’s what family means to me.>>

That one scene sums up my feelings on diversity. We're all different but it's what's inside that counts. Those differences allows us to see the world from unique perspectives. And those perspectives...they're what books can give us. We can literally walk a mile in someone else's shoes. I've lived hundreds of lives...okay, who am I kidding?  I've lived thousands of lives. 

I grew up a reader. One of my first school book fairs, I found a biography of Helen Keller. I was awed by her courage and fortitude. I read The Hobbit for the first time in third grade. I suspect it was way over my head, but I remember that riddle scene between Bilbo and Gollum. A year or so down the pike, a teacher asked me to read something from the book to the class. That was the scene. 

I read. And I read. I suspect I read books that someone somewhere would want to ban. Wants to ban now. I did my first research paper on World War II. I read bits of Mein Kampf. I know I quoted it in the report. And I know that report taught me in a most down-to-my-marrow way about the horrors of the concentration camps and the people who ran them. The diseased minds that fomented that kind of hate. Those minds are still out there trying to create divisions. Reading books, living all those other lives is a sort of inoculation against that kind of hate.

For years, I was the kindergarten story lady at my kids' school. I read the five-year-olds the books I'd read to my own kids. I sang them the songs I sang with my kids. (You do not have to have a great voice to entertain kids.)

Those years with the kindergarten classes meant the world to me. I wrote about them in Carry Her Heart:

<<I’d been the story time lady for the younger grades for years. Generally kindergarten, but sometimes through second grade. I read stories, sang songs, and basically had a wonderful time with them. My singing voice is less than stage quality, but the wonderful thing about young kids is, they don’t care. Rumor has it, I sing a mean rendition of “I Have a Rooster,” and don’t even get me started on my expertise with “Up on the Housetop” at Christmas.

I would not sing around the older students because I was pretty sure they wouldn’t be as forgiving as the kindergarteners
.>>


Kids. I realized then that kids need stories. They need to find themselves in books and conversely walk those miles in other people's shoes. They need to see the world from different points of view and conversely they need to see themselves in those fictional characters. 

That's what book banning tries to take away. It diminishes our kids' lives. Rather than giving them the world, book-banners want to narrow their world. 

I was blessed to have teachers who encouraged my love of reading. I was just talking to a school friend about Miss Mac. She was tough and but man did she make the world a bigger place for all of us. And the librarians on my book mobile, who found out I loved sci fi/fantasy books and would tuck up books for me.  They gave me books I might not have picked up on my own...they gave me the world. Right now, some states and school districts are trying to take away their ability to do that for this generation of kids. There was a picture of empty class room book shelves in Florida. That hurt my heart.

Someone posted a meme on my page that said, The good guys are never the ones who ban books. 

That's the truth of it.

Read. Read everything. And if someone tells you not to read something, definitely read that!

I'm working on a different story right now. One that focuses on the magic of books. That's what they are...magic. They transform us...if we have access to them. 

Holly

Quotes that impacted me:

"Pennsylvania is second on a recently published list of states with the highest number of banned books. Across the state, there are a staggering 456 bans across nine districts. Plus, the school district with the most bans across the nation can be found in the Midstate."  ~Lauren Rude, ABC 27

"In that nine-month period, PEN America lists 1,586 instances of individual books banned across the nation, affecting 1,145 unique book titles, 874 different authors, 198 illustrators, and nine translators. The bans come from 86 school districts, representing 2,899 schools, in 26 different states." ~Lauren Rude, ABC 27

“Most books being targeted for censorship are books that introduce ideas about diversity or our common humanity, books that teach children to recognize and respect humanity in one another,” said Rep. Jamie Raskin of Maryland .

“I’ve never seen anything like this. It’s both the number of challenges and the kinds of challenges. It used to be a parent had learned about a given book and had an issue with it. Now we see campaigns where organizations are compiling lists of books, without necessarily reading or even looking at them.” ~Deborah Caldwell-Stone, director of the American Library Association’s Office for Intellectual Freedom

“Librarians urge everyone to take a minute to consider why a book or resource makes us uncomfortable, what it might be trying to teach us and what we are resisting to learn. While we are willing to fight, and those fights are always worth it, they take time. They take energy, and most importantly, they remove us from our students, from our classes and from our libraries.” ~Samantha Hull a librarian in Lancaster County, PA. “Administrators have made hasty decisions, school board members have jumped to conclusions based on out of context excerpts, and librarians scrambled to play catch up to fight for our students’ rights.When books are removed, communities lose the voice that that book represents.”

More Articles to Read:
abc27
Pen America 
Smithsonian Magazine
Top Ten Most Challenged Books, ALA
2 students who helped reverse their high school's book ban
I’m a teacher in Florida. Here’s what the DeSantis book bans look like in my classroom.
More Than 1,500 Books Have Been Banned in Public Schools, and a U.S. House Panel Asks Why

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Signs of the Times
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By Design takes a the marriage of convenience trope and...well, has a bit of fun with it.



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Thursday, July 21, 2022

If They Ban It—Read It



    I think I was very lucky. I grew up a voracious reader. My parents never checked on what I was reading. They never really noticed what I was reading—probably because I read all the time. Me with a book in my hand just sort of blended in to the fabric of their lives.

And so I read, uncensored and unfettered.

I read everything I could get my hands on. I read my grandmother's collection of Grace Livingston Hill books. I read my mom's Reader's Digest books. I read Scholastic books from the book fair. I read books from the school library. I read books from the bookmobile. I read The Hobbit for the first time in 3rd grade. I'm sure I didn't absorb all the nuances, but that's okay. I read it again the next year. And the year after that. I read LOTR before I left grade school. Teachers noticed my reading and passed me books. One teacher in high school noticed and after I finished the class assigned books, she'd assign me extras. At the time I thought it was unfair (I was working full time by my junior year and was sleep deprived a lot) but in hindsight she did me a favor. She introduced me to books I might not have read without her.

When I was in high school I did a research paper on WWII. I read bits of Mein Kampf. If ever a book should be banned, this would be one. A book written by one of the most reprehensible people ever born.  But it wasn't banned and reading it only showed me what evil looked like. That research paper helped me avoid falling under the spell of charismatic leaders who spend a lot of town preaching hate of "Others." My paper (which got an A+ btw) would have been less without the insights the book provided. I would have a more limited world view without knowing what evil lurks in the hearts of some men. I think it helped me find my firm belief that while I'm only one person, I can send positive energy out in the world. I can choose love. I can choose empathy. I can choose putting myself in someone else's shoes and try to see the world from their perspective. I think me free-range reading led me to my writing career.


So when I hear that school districts around the country have begun banning books, I feel a crushing sorrow.  Sorrow that people are so small minded that our country's history (messy as it is) threatens them. Sorrow that people are so small and scared that "Other" scares them.

Book bans make me sorry...and angry. Again, knowing I'm just one person and I fight back in what amounts to a pebble being tossed into an ocean. I buy banned books and I read them. I talk about them. I introduce them to my Minions. I bought I am Martin Luther King, Jr. by Brad Meltzer after I read a York PA school district banned it last year. I was sad that it was my state...and furious as well. One of the Minions just reread it the other day and we had a huge discussion on people being unkind because someone's a different race, or religion or has some other kind of otherness. The 8yo was furious. "I mean, he couldn't even get a drink of water from a white water fountain." With all seriousness, he assured me he'd have share his water. Out of the mouths of babes.

That. That is what the banners fear. That our kids will discover empathy. That they'll realize the US has a very checkered history, but—as I tell the Minions—we can make it better. It's our job to make it better. We can make it fairer. We can simply love others and realize their differences make us a stronger country. The banners don't want us to realize that our color, our religion, or sexual identity, our country of origin, our... They're all just facets of who we are. They're what makes us who we are. And who we are is absolutely perfect.

So, buy banned books. Read banned books. And even more importantly, read banned books with your kids. Make sure they have a diverse collection of books to read. Teach them to see all the diversity in the world...and realize how beautiful it is. Teach them about the troubled moments in our country's past...and present. But teach them they can make it better. They can help America live up to our ideals. 

Holly



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Have you missed any of my Hometown Hearts series? Here's the list:


Crib NotesHometown Hearts #1




A Special Kind of Different: Hometown Hearts #2





HomecomingHometown Hearts #3



 Suddenly a Father: Hometown Hearts #4


Something Borrowed: Hometown Hearts #5





Something Blue: Hometown Hearts #6 


Something Perfect: Hometown Hearts #7 





Something Unexpected: A Hometown Hearts short story 
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A Hometown Christmas: Hometown Hearts #8
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Thursday, April 15, 2021

I'm a Magician


I've had two glaze-palooza days and will need one more to finish everything at the studio. As I look at all the glazed pieces I know what I hope they look like when they come out of the kiln. But I can't be sure. The same glaze on the same clay in the same kiln can come out a bit different each time. But the truth of the matter is, none of them will look the same as they do now. Pottery is like writing...both are magic. Pottery takes some clay from the ground (or from a pugmill or manufacturer) and the potter turns it into something else entirely. Writing takes a blank sheet of paper (or a blank computer screen) and turns it into a story with people and feeling and stuff happening. (I know, you're amazed by my prose here. LOL) Both are magic.

That makes me a magician. 

Move over Harry Dresden.

There is magic all around. Seasons changing...that brings its own kind of magic. Out at the studio, animals are on the move. Trees have the first breath of green. Neighbors are outside when I walk in the morning. It feels like after a very long year, we can all use a little magic. I went to the grocery store Monday night and that felt a bit magic. After a year of isolation, I went out in public with out that ever-present nervousness. My vaccine is sort of magic, too. It let me see family for the first time in months...and it let me go to the grocery store. 

Magic. It's every where. Seasons, pottery, books and vaccines! 

Sometimes we take things for granted and don't really think about things that surrounds us! I hope you take a small pause today and look for the magic in your life. 

Holly 

PS Another example of my magicness...I brought four kids into the world, raised them and turned them into my best friends. Now, that's a handy piece of magic! 

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Just One Thing


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Crib NotesHometown Hearts #1




A Special Kind of Different: Hometown Hearts #2





HomecomingHometown Hearts #3



 Suddenly a Father: Hometown Hearts #4


Something Borrowed: Hometown Hearts #5





Something Blue: Hometown Hearts #6 


Preorder: Something Perfect: Hometown Hearts #7 available 5/21




Preorder: Something Unexpected: A Hometown Hearts short story, available 7/21
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Preorder: A Hometown Christmas: Hometown Hearts #8, available 9/21
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Sunday, March 07, 2021

Where I'm From...

 I've talked about finding an unexpected branch of my family before. I've got deep Appalachian roots. For this Northern, WPA girl, it was a surprise. But it's led to a bit of a research palooza over the last few years. Not just genealogy. Reading. (I know you're shocked.) One of my first finds was a bit of an intersection between my love of cookbooks and my interest in Appalachia. I picked up Victuals, Ronnie Lundy. I loved reading about the food of the region that was also a bit of a tour. And I felt sort of smug last week when we were watching Clarise and there were strings of beans drying in a house. I said, "Leather Britches." Himself looked at me like I was crazy (that's nothing new LOL)  I'm hoping to try drying my own this year. 

Anyway, I found a blog, Blind Pig and Acorn, that spends a lot of time talking about all manner of Appalachian things. This week, they had a great post about Appalachian books.  I've gone on a bit of a shopping spree since reading it. 

But I think one of the biggest influences this unexpected family history has had on me is my pottery. I did a report in school about Burlon Craig, which led to a read-a-thon about southern pottery, which led to discovering face jugs and their long southern history, which led to...well, a bit of a face jug addiction.

I've played with ash glazes and face jug variations ever since. I love that each one has its own personality. 

One of my complete joys was discovering my family came from near the Catawba Valley, which is the home of a lot of the potters I love.

I'll be spending a lot of time deep diving into my new collection of books about Appalachia. And someday, we're going to do a West Virginia/Virginia trip. I'm planning to visit places my family came from, as well as visit pottery studios in the region. I can't wait!

Family. Learning about where I come from has truly influenced where I am.  It's influenced my writing. It's been a fascinating journey so far and I think there will be a lot of fun twists and turns to come.

I love writing about families as well. My Hometown Hearts series is all about family. Family that's born. Family that's made. Friends who are family. Family that's unexpected. I hope you'll check them out.

Holly






Crib Notes: Hometown Hearts #1









A Special Kind of Different: Hometown Hearts #2











Homecoming: Hometown Hearts #3



 


Suddenly a Father: Hometown Hearts #4




Something Borrowed: Hometown Hearts #5
Available 1/5/21








Something Blue: Hometown Hearts #6 







Preorder: Something Perfect: Hometown Hearts #7 available 5/21





Wednesday, June 10, 2020

A Simple Life



I will confess, I live what might appear to be a little life. It's a life built around family and creating. Writing has been a huge part of my life for a long time. But when I took my first pottery class, I knew that would be a part of my life as well. Yes, it was love at first...wedge! LOL We went round and round about where to put my pottery studio (after I'd exhausted all the classes at the university!). I could put it at home, but my options were limited. So we decided to put it at The Cottage. We had more than enough room for sure. We started building the barn last August. And by June, my studio was up and working!
The view is amazing! I spent Monday out there working. I didn't turn on any music...I didn't need to. My Cooper's Hawks are back and were very vocal. Their nest is not far from the barn. I was afraid we'd scare them off with all the building last year, but nope. They're back. The red salamanders are all over! And I rescued a toad that got into the barn the other day. I didn't want Tallulah to find him and taste him. LOL A ton of birds just added to the chorus. Who needs any other music.
The minions came and spent a day at camp over the weekend. They played with sticks and lightsabers. LOL (The sticks were Ewok's sticks.) And we took a hike to Second Creek. Yes, we named the creek that borders the back of the property Second Creek. It's not overly creative, but is an accurate description.  We also have other areas named...Powerline Path, Monkey Island (no one's quite sure where that came from) and other areas.

Yes, it's a little life. I wouldn't want it any other way.  I've built my life around family and love. Whether I'm writing love stories about families (like my Hometown Hearts series...that was a sly mention) or loving working on my pottery. It's a little, but lucky life because I love what I do and who I'm sharing my life with.

I think the secret to a happy life is recognizing what's good in your life and giving thanks for it. I hope when you take a look at your life, you find you're as happy with yours as I am with mine! 

Holly

PS. If you have a moment, I hope you'll check out my Hometown Hearts series. Each book stands alone, but since it's a small town, you're bound to bump into someone you know in each book!




Crib Notes: Hometown Hearts #1







A Special Kind of Different: Hometown Hearts #2

Homecoming: Hometown Hearts #3


PREORDER  Suddenly a Father: Hometown Hearts #4
Available in September