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Erika L. Sánchez wants more authors to write about money

“Memphis,” by Tara M. Stringfellow, “Good Mothers’ School,” by Jessamine Chan, and “All the Flowers Kneel,” by Paul Tran.

“The Love Songs of WEB Du Bois”, by Honorée Fanonne Jeffers. Oh my God, that blew my mind. It was devastating, but I couldn’t stop reading it. It still haunts me.

I love, love, love to read in freshly showered bed, preferably when it’s warm enough to open a window. Bonus points for the sound of rain and the rustle of leaves. It’s not always possible now because I have an 18 month old baby and I’m so tired when I go to bed. Gone are the days of reading marathons until the early morning. I literally slept with books when I was single. I also read a lot in my office in the attic. I make a nest on my carpet with blankets and pillows and other books. No one other than my husband is allowed to come into my office unless he asks my permission. A room of my own, you know? I’m a bit of an attic witch.

“History of the Eye”, by Georges Bataille. What in the world? LOL That was a doozy! I read it in high school and have never forgotten it. Maybe “favorite” is a strong word. More sexually bizarre than anything else. It was unforgettable, that’s for sure.

Oh man. This question brings me both joy and anxiety. Let Me Try: Jesmyn Ward, Rebecca Solnit, Rigoberto González, Eduardo C. Corral, María Inés Zamudio, Reyna Grande, Phillip B. Williams, Jaxin Jackson, Isaac Gómez, Safiya Sinclair, Maria Hinojosa, Arundhati Roy, Paul Tran, Sandra Cisneros, Jennifer Fitzgerald, Louise Erdrich, Diane Seuss, Samantha Irby, Jason Reynolds, Natasha Tretheway, Jhumpa Lahiri, Zadie Smith, Prisca Dorcas Mojica Rodríguez, Pema Chodron and countless others.

Elizabeth Acevedo is a national treasure. She does so many good things while being a lovely person. Read everything she writes. My friend Safiya Sinclair is also extraordinary. She is an incredible poet whose memoirs will be out soon. I got a glimpse of it and can’t wait to read the sequel. Poets really know how to write a sentence. But I’m biased, of course.

I think it should be the voice. Young people need to be able to connect with the protagonist on a deep level, which means understanding their view of the world at this age and capturing what they really look like. This is why YA is usually written in the first person. I think you have to write YA with your inner teenager at the forefront of your mind. You have to remember how incredibly uncomfortable it can be just to exist. The language should also be approachable but still spicy. Children really see through our bull and have shorter attention spans.

Sometimes I keep reading books that I find terrible because it’s oddly satisfying to me. There was a book, for example, that I threw across the room because it was so badly written. It hurt my feelings. But then I kept reading it and telling my boyfriend how bad it was. It was a “Sex and the City” scam with Latin characters that seemed very one-dimensional. I will leave it there.

Toni Morrison writes about sex and desire in a way that makes me want to close the book and pray to heaven. “Paradise” immediately comes to mind. The way Lisa Taddeo in “Animal” writes about sex makes me gasp and shiver. This book moved me.

I have read about the horrors of slavery since I was a child. As a girl, I read all kinds of books that weren’t age appropriate. However, there were some forms of violence that I had never heard of until “The Love Songs of WEB Du Bois”. This book was an emotionally difficult but necessary read. There were details that I can’t share here out of context because they were so horrifying, but the intergenerational trauma I heard about in this text shook and angered me.

Silver. White authors often write about money (or don’t) in a way that ignores the realities of most people. It’s like they assume everyone has it. Or at least their readers. I remember reading “Fear of Flying”, by Erica Jong, many years ago, for example, and being very angry when the protagonist went to Europe for months without worrying about money or a job. I assumed she was relying on family money, but it was never explained. It took me out of the text because I couldn’t get over it. Maybe it’s because I grew up working class and money was a factor in everything we did. Marginalized people could never, in their wildest dreams, make those kinds of choices. That’s why I always write about the financial realities of my characters. I don’t expect everyone to assume who he is. These details really matter to me.

A beautiful image can really make me lose my mind. I am a poet above all, so I need all my senses to be awake in everything I read. The smallest details make all the difference.

I need them to meet. A good book for me will make me think and feel deeply – and probably cry, probably surprise my family.

I do not know! Most of them are in my attic stored away willy-nilly because I’m disorganized as hell. Every time I need a book I have to scan all my shelves and stacks all over the house to find it and it takes forever. It causes me anxiety when I really need to refer to a book and can’t find it. I paid small sums to my stepchildren to find books for me. I have the idea of ​​organizing them by genre and then alphabetizing them, but I don’t know when I’ll ever have the bandwidth to do so. Maybe I’ll wait until I can ask my daughter to be the family librarian. She is currently 18 months old.

Probably Gillian Flynn’s books. I don’t usually like thrillers, but his books are so fun to read. I can stay up all night reading them because I just can’t live without knowing what happens next. His female characters are so flawed, broken and interesting. They are my favorite characters for reasons that are probably very obvious.

Ifemelu from “Americanah”, by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, and Amy Dunne from “Gone Girl”, by Gillian Flynn. Complicated ladies, am I right?

I still try to read a lot, so I don’t know if my tastes have changed much. My interests are everywhere. I love beautifully written books that will enrich my life in one form or another, usually written by women. Recently, I’ve been trying to fit more fantasy books into my life since I teach a lot of students who are interested in the genre, but realized I just wasn’t cut out for it. None of this stays in my brain. I find it difficult to enter completely invented worlds. I need to be more grounded in something that I recognize. I think it’s a “me” problem.

Toni Morrison, James Baldwin and Gabriel Garcia Marquez. They have all had a major influence on my work. Imagine the banter! The cackles! The shadow! Clouds of cigarette smoke!

An entire Borges book, “The New Jim Crow” by Michelle Alexander, “Pedro Páramo” by Juan Rulfo and “To the Lighthouse” by Virginia Woolf. They all hover over me, making me feel like a bad literary citizen. I was a little ashamed that I had never read Harry Potter, but I’ve made peace with him now. It’s not my thing. Honestly, I still feel underread. I don’t think that will ever change for me. I have mountains of books in my office that I can’t wait to pick up but have little time for.

“The 1619 Project.” Sounds like very urgent reading right now.