“A cup of kindness.” In Memoriam, E.L. Konigsburg, 1930-2013
The beauty of Koningsburg prose was how acutely she captured the aches and pains of being an outsider, a loner, a kid that was a little different. There’s something particularly middle-grade about that, I think, the aches and pains of not just figuring out who you are but understanding that who you are is a little different…
