recipient of the Schaeffer Writing Fellowship. She is the author of the novels Fireworks, December, The Why of Things, and The Mercy Seat. She lives in Massachusetts with her husband and daughter and is Associate Professor of English/Creative Writing at Endicott College.
Winthrop applied the Page 69 Test to her new novel, Conviction, and reported the following:
Page 69 of Conviction:Visit Elizabeth H. Winthrop's website.2012, New York CityIf a book browser were to open Conviction to page 69, they would not get a great sense of the book as a whole, but they would be introduced to a setting (the 9/11 Memorial) which is symbolic of the origins of multiple of the novel’s storylines. The events of 9/11 have repercussions that affect nearly all of the characters in the novel, in ways that range from the personal to the global, the immediate to the eventual, the concrete to the abstract. 9/11 sets one character on a dramatic spiritual journey; it sets another on a road to poor health; it casts undue suspicion over an entire community of faith; it leads to a war which paves ground in the middle east for the rise of terror.
Maggie and Josh stand at the edge of the South Pool, an acre square in size, resting their hands on names engraved into the bronze parapet that separates them from a wide rim of water, which, though it looks still and placid, is yet cascading over its inner edge and falling into a square basin thirty feet below, where the surface of the pool is dimpled with motion. In the center of this basin is another, smaller square that they cannot see the bottom of, a void into which the water finally disappears.
They stand and watch for some time, the soothing plash of water drowning out the sounds of everything else: taxis, car horns, the din of early construction. It is not yet seven o’clock, and so they are some of the only ones here. Stark morning light cuts diagonally across the far wall of the pool, a bright triangle against the shadows, glinting in the tumbling water. Maggie glances at her father; he is intently watching the water fall—or maybe he isn’t watching, but simply staring into it, lost in thoughts she knows he’d never share. He has never talked about his time volunteering at Ground Zero, and he hasn’t been to New York City since. Maggie was surprised this morning that he wanted to come down here, surprised that he asked her to come along. It was the first thing she had planned to do anyway, because it was here that she fell in love with New York.
My Book, The Movie: Conviction.
Writers Read: Elizabeth H. Winthrop.
--Marshal Zeringue












