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After the Call: A Cure for the Flu

That year, ALA Midwinter was in Philadelphia. It was very cold. I was very cold, too. Indeed, I had a bad case of the flu, the worst I have ever had. I had been invited to the ­conference — the only time in my career I have attended Midwinter. The...

Avi Talks with Roger

Talks with Roger is a sponsored supplement to our free monthly e-newsletter, Notes from the Horn Book. To receive Notes, sign up here. Sponsored by   One of the first books I ever reviewed was Avi’s The Fighting Ground, published by Lippincott in 1984. It was a short, intense novel about one boy’s experience of...

Review of Loyalty

Loyalty by Avi Middle School    Clarion/HarperCollins    352 pp. 2/22    978-0-358-63332-7    $16.99    g e-book ed.  978-0-358-63332-7    $9.99 “On this day, my father was murdered because he said a prayer.” So begins the saga of thirteen-year-old Noah Cope, who becomes caught up in the American Revolution. Noah’s father had been a pastor...

"Both boys were absolutely silent, satiated with a great story."

Yesterday Elissa posted Elizabeth Partridge's reminiscence about reading Avi's 1991 Boston Globe–Horn Book Fiction winner, The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle, to her boys. As this post's title suggests, her anecdote shuts down anyone who might question whether or not boys can enjoy books starring girls (including Elizabeth's own sons:...

BGHB at 50: The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle by Avi

Our eight- and ten-year-old boys were in bed, teeth brushed and ready. Over the years, our family had managed to hang on to nightly reading, slowly working our way up from If You Give a Mouse a Cookie through the unabridged Robin Hood and Huckleberry Finn. The dogs each curled...


by Donna BrayIt was early October 2001 when the bound galleys of Crispin: The Cross of Lead landed on my desk. Avi had worked for months on the book, through many revisions, which were now piled behind me in a stack the height of a small child. I was reluctant...

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