Lit Matters: How HARRIET THE SPY Taught Me to Be A Writer (and a Spy)

I have taken classes from Erika Krouse for…gasp…7 years. I hope to take classes from her for another 7 years. Not only is she a great writer, teacher, mentor and friend, but she is a blazing soul.

Her collection of short stories, “Come Up and See Me Sometime”(Scribner), won the Paterson Fiction Award, was chosen as a New York Times Notable Book of the year, and has been translated into six languages. Her new novel, Contenders, will be published by Rare Bird Books in 2015.

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by Erika Krouse

Harriet the Spy coverI was a lonely, desperate kid, so I read obsessively. All that reading probably made me lonelier and more desperate, because I read instead of talking to people, or washing my hair, or learning how to say cool things. I took baths instead of showers so I could read uninterrupted (see above, dirty hair). I read books until they fell apart, and then read them again. And the book that I read to its most tattered state was Harriet the Spy.

It’s not that I liked it. In fact, if you take a long, cool look at the eleven-year-old Harriet M. Welsch, she’s a bitch. She writes mean things about everyone, even her best friends. She’s in love with herself. She abuses servants, and has a hefty dose of entitlement (“Why don’t we have a cook?” I asked my mother after reading Harriet the Spy for…

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