By Hannah White
I grew up spending summers in the Piney Woods of deep East Texas with my late father’s family. Texas was his home before he moved up north and started a family of his own. My sister and I spent hot days jumping over creeks and looking for little green lizards in the backyard of my father’s childhood home while cicadas sang around us, and at night my grandmother would read us stories.
I’ve always loved books, and I’ve always loved Texas--my second home--but it wasn’t until graduate school that I became interested in the literary history of the south. Georgia gave us Flannery O’C...
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