Meeting Jane Green

People that know me already understand that I have a wonderful passion for books. I love reading therefore purchasing a new book is a simple pleasure that brings me such joy. It is such a treat to shuffle around bookstores and find that secret gem. I had this experience a year ago shopping at the Yale Bookstore. I am not at a loss for books because I have been studying off and on for a decade and I have collected a number of books within different genres. However, on this particular day as I browsed the stacks I came across a book called Swapping Lives. It had a very busy cover that was intentionally girlie (I love pink). I was also impressed by the cover of the book underneath the jacket. When I say I love books I mean I really love books; binding, paper and font. If there is a wrong combination of either then I am turned off completely. This particular book had the right combination so I purchased it. It was the perfect book to keep my mind busy yet it wasn’t what I was supposed to be reading: boring nonfiction theology. The content of the book was engaging and I could not put it down. I finished the book in 48 hrs and I was starving for more. Over the past year I have read four more of her novels. I was drawn to the fictional town of Highfield, CT which is similar to Fairfield, CT. I am drawn to all things New England, including their small quaint towns. The tradition, history and charm of New England draws me in every time.

Meeting Jane Green was a fabulous experience! Jane spoke about how she wrote her books and how important consistency in your writing is. “Don’t waste time going to writing conferences,” she said, “just write and finish your book.” She was charming, sophisticated and funny! She was everything I had imagined her to be from the tone of her books. It was truly pleasure meeting her and I am inspired to write. Write on!

“Write to be understood, speak to be heard, read to grow…”
Lawrence Clark Powell

Published by Eraina Ferguson

Wife, Mom, and Writer. Currently penning a memoir about raising my special needs daughter while earning three academic degrees.

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