I Owe It All to Lenny (reprint)

(This little essay was originally written for the Random House web site.)

I can’t define myself as a writer without mentioning Lenny Horowitz, my high school English teacher. I never called him Mr. Horowitz. He let us call him Lenny.

Lenny sent my world in a completely different direction (and if you’d seen the direction I was going at the time, you’d understand that he was a lifesaver): he taught me to love reading again, and he told me I could write.

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Book v Movie (reprint)

(This is one in a series of blogs on frequently asked question that I posted on MySpace when I began that blog.  I’m guessing most of my visitors to this site have not seen them.)

I get a lot of questions about this one. 

Q: What did I think of the movie version of Pay It Forward?

A: I thought the book was better.  Then again, I would, wouldn’t I?

When I say that, just about everybody says the same thing:  "Oh, the book is always better than the movie."  Which leads me to wonder why, as a society in general, we see so many movies and read so few books.  But that’s another rant for another blog.

I have theories as to why the book is always better.

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Adult v YA (reprint)

(This is one in a series of blogs on frequently asked question that I posted on MySpace when I began that blog.  I’m guessing most of my visitors to this site have not seen them.)

I want to talk about the labels (figurative labels, not price stickers and such) that we put on books.  Particularly the ones that relate to reading levels.  As in, This one is for a teenager.  This one is for an adult.

Like there’s such a huge difference.

Here’s my opinion in a nutshell:  I think it’s all meaningless.

A few examples. 

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