DFAL Selects Book for Duluth Reads Activities
The Duluth Fine Arts League has selected “When the Finch Rises” by southern writer Jack Riggs for
this year’s Duluth Reads activity. DFAL encourages residents to engage
in the shared experience of simultaneously reading the same book and
attending related events.
His first book tells the story of two 12-year-old boys Raybert
Williams and Palmer Conroy coming in age in the late 1960s against the
background of the civil rights movement. Riggs' hometown of Lexington,
NC, inspired the North Carolina mill town of Ellenton that serves as the
setting for the book. “When the Finch Rises” is sometimes compared to
“A Separate Peace” and “To Kill a Mockingbird.”
After “Finch” was published by Ballantine Books in 2003, Riggs was
named Georgia Author of the Year-First Novel. The American Library
Association recognized the book as a “Top Ten First Novel," and it is
included on the Georgia Center for Books 2010 list of “25 Books All
Georgians Should Read.”
Read the full article here: http://duluth.patch.com/articles/dfal-selects-book-for-duluth-reads
Find out more about the MFA Writing Program here:http://mfagreensboro.org






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