![]() One of my other legal names is Staudt, and a beloved former professor introduced me to an also-beloved major funder of the MFA program where the professor taught and from which I’d graduated five years earlier. ![]() I was confused once, 10 years ago, for Elizabeth Strout. But in the lead-up to my debut novel’s release, I’ve been fixated on disentangling us, furious and fearful that anyone would ever conflate this stan for capitalism with me, an outspoken progressive, two-time Obama canvasser, and sensitive bleeding heart. I probably shouldn’t write this essay, as it will further entangle us, and it’s maybe not the best look, since my debut novel, The Other’s Gold, is being published by the same corporation that publishes this other Elizabeth Ames, and, worse still, she writes about actual gold, further braiding us together in the SEO wires and tunnels that thrum under Google, under everything. I haven’t read any of these books, and I don’t plan to. ![]() This other Elizabeth Ames has written or co-authored books with titles like How Capitalism Will Save Us, and one with a long subhead about how repealing Obamacare will help restore hope and prosperity to America. ![]() If you were to Google me today (a hot day in Boston, in late July, during the third stifling summer of Donald Trump’s presidency) you’d find my photograph above four books by another Elizabeth Ames. ![]()
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