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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
THIS HOT MADNESS
Benjamin shoved a notebook under his son’s nose. “What is this mishegoss?”
Although the boy had expected his father’s wrath, he trembled. “They’re my stories, Papa. I’ve decided to become a writer.”
“A sixteen-year-old child decides?” Benjamin shook his fist and thundered. “For this we send you to yeshiva?”
“I make straight A’s in Talmud class. Why can’t a rabbi write fiction, too?”
Benjamin flung the binder to the floor. “Frivolous nonsense!” Pages scattered like dry leaves.
In 1967, thirty-eight-year-old Chaim Potok marveled when his debut novel, The Chosen, became a NY Times best seller. “What would Papa say now?”
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