![]() So! We need romance recommendations for a continuing education syllabus geared for women of a certain age. Just thought the bitchery might be able to help me with my syllabus. Available on Compatible NOOK Devices and the free NOOK Apps. Maybe a suspense (Kantra?)? An erotica (bwahahahahaha-yeah, I don’t think so)? An asshole hero? An inspirational? Any suggestions? Read an excerpt of this book Add to Wishlist. : Blackberry Winter (9780373880720) by Reavis, Cheryl and a great selection of similar New, Used and Collectible Books available now at great prices. Then what? I’ve got an older historical (Heyer) and a contemporary romantic comedy (SEP). I’ll probably have a week with some RWA-NC members coming to visit (hopefully), including Virginia Kantra. I figure a Georgette Heyer, if I can find one in print that I like, and an SEP, probably It Had to Be You, as it’s my personal favorite. So, I need four or five romance novels that I can teach to older Southern women of a certain age. They’re begging me to teach again this year and I said I’d do it if I could do romance novels and they said, ‘Fine, please, anything,” so that didn’t work as a way out. Last year I taught Austen and was apparently a huge hit. ![]() The students are mainly female, all at least over 50 years old, probably up to about 85. ![]() I teach for six weeks for 1 1/2 hours a week. I will be teaching a course at NC State’s Continuing Eduction program called Encore! (exclamation point necessary, of course). Sarah Frantz, Professor of Awesome, has forwarded me a very cool request: help her build her syllabus! ![]()
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![]() Tina Fey reveals all, and proves what we've always suspected: you're no one until someone calls you bossy. ![]() Tina Fey reveals all, and proves what we've all suspected: you're no one until someone calls you bossy. Most funny read of the month the best possible. Bossypants, Tina Fey Bossypants is an autobiographical comedy book written by the American comedian Tina Fey. Feys stories about her childhood in Upper Darby, Pennsylvania are only appetizers for LOL forays into her college disasters, honeymoon catastrophes, and Saturday Night Live shenanigans. ![]() From her youthful days as a vicious nerd to her tour of duty on Saturday Night Live from her passionately halfhearted pursuit of physical beauty to her life as a mother eating things off the floor from her one-sided college romance to her nearly fatal honeymoon - from the beginning of this paragraph to this final sentence. Bossypants, her entertaining new memoir, shows that strangeness has been her constant companion. She has seen both these dreams come true.Īt last, Tina Fey's story can be told. She also had a dream that one day she would be a comedian on TV. ![]() Spirited and whip-smart, these laugh-out-loud autobiographical essays are "a masterpiece" from the Emmy Award-winning actress and comedy writer known for 30 Rock, Mean Girls, and SNL" ( Sunday Telegraph).īefore Liz Lemon, before "Weekend Update," before "Sarah Palin," Tina Fey was just a young girl with a dream: a recurring stress dream that she was being chased through a local airport by her middle-school gym teacher. ![]() ![]() The art dealer knows I have a passion for ancient symbolism and, although this piece is not antique, he thought the striking imagery might appeal.’ ‘Neither the artist nor the dealer belongs to our order, Grand Master. The art collector cocked an eyebrow, for this was the conundrum. ‘This piece was painted by one of our Australian brethren, Master Collector?’ he asked. ![]() The Grand Master, a business tycoon, opened it out and was immediately struck by the subject matter of the painting. ‘This is a print of an original painting that an art dealer in Australia thought I might be interested in.’ The art collector extracted a print from a large cylinder and carried it across the floor featuring the insignia of their order, and placed his offering in the hands of his superior. ‘Grand Master, fellow colleagues.’ He raised himself from a lush throne-like chair, which was positioned in a circular formation of thirteen chairs, twelve of like design, for only the Grand Master’s seat stood apart from the others in splendour. ![]() This evening it was a young, prominent art collector who had something to share with the Brotherhood. IN THE CHAPTER ROOM the Brotherhood gathered, as it had done regularly for centuries, to discuss issues of the world that were of interest to their secret organisation. Before the hidden doctrine would surface. ![]() ![]() But before that, each issue feels like it stands on its own, though they blend together well, overall, to tell what is basically "Daredevil: Year Zero." It's Miller going back to his classic run on the character and retelling Daredevil's origin story, with lots of tips of the hat to his own work and style on the series. ![]() That really shows in the last couple of issues, where desperate scrambles for page fillers result in a couple of odd essays from Miller and Romita. The series had started out as an original graphic novel before being split into a five issue miniseries. ![]() ![]() While my memory for some of the details of that run are a little sketchy now, I still recognized moments and people he was writing to help set up the material in his stories from a decade earlier. This is the first time I've read the book since reading Miller's classic "Daredevil" run. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() In the Last Analysis 493 copies, 13 reviews. Warshawski novels.įollow amateur sleuth Kate Fansler in this gripping murder mystery series, continuing with The James Joyce Murder and Poetic Justice. Amanda Cross, author of The Secret of Red Gate Farm, on LibraryThing. the hero we'd been waiting all our lives for' - Sara Paretsky, author of the V.I. Amanda Cross (1926 - 2003), was the pen name used by American academic, feminist and author, Carolyn Gold Heilbrun. ![]() 'Amanda Cross delighted readers with Kate Fansler. With help from a team of close companions she sets out to discover the truth, something the police seem happy to ignore.Ĭould the killer be the advertising executive who had his appointment before Janet? Or the lecturer who attends the appointment afterwards? And what about the handsome doctor in the office across the hall?Īmanda Cross's tense, taut mystery In the Last Analysis will keep you enthralled and on the edge of your seat until the very last page. Kate can't believe that her old friend Emanuel Bauer could be a murderer, even though Janet was killed in his office using a knife from his kitchen. When Janet Harrison asks her English Professor Kate Fansler to recommend a psychoanalyst, no one could have imagined that Janet's body would be discovered on his couch two months later. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Then when I started the MFA, that’s when I really started to think, “Okay, I’ve been given two years to focus, to be trained. I used those stories to then submit and apply to an MFA program-and I got in. Then I started taking these evening writing classes when I was 24, and I would submit short stories to them. And I just felt really adrift, to be honest. I had a boyfriend who was an architect and was incredibly directed and had such a clear vision of what he wanted to make in the world. And in my early twenties, all I did was write copy. When I graduated from college, I took a job full-time as a fashion copywriter. I love short stories, but for me novel writing felt like the highest form that I could reach as a writer. I fell in love with novels at such a young age, and that’s what got me interested in reading. I took creative writing workshops and was mostly writing short stories, but I always felt called to novel writing. But I didn’t know how to be a writer, or what that meant, or how to make a living. I feel like writing is the river and reading is the sea, and everything leads back to that. And, of course, in reading- I think all writing stems for reading. ![]() I always was really interested in writing. I had them in a little stack and would do poetry readings to my parents. I would write poems on it when I was younger and then print them out. We had what was a word processor in our house. How or when did you realize you’d become a writer and did you always want to be a novelist? ![]() ![]() And unthought is precisely what the HST myth continues to be. ![]() So how did such a relatively minor figure become the recipient of such monumental reams of hagiography? The answer is that like other "iconic" figures - Pollock, Lennon, Kerouac - so much hip faith was invested in his countercultural status that the market could not stand an overhaul: so much was riding on the assumed verities that to take away the myth became at some point unthinkable. ![]() But in the quarter of a century since that clammy apotheosis, Thompson has increasingly traded on his totemic reputation. Watergate was like something this Thompson dreamt into existence, coming down one morning from a barking LSD high. There is one admittedly self-contained work - Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, not so much his Götterdämmerung as his Huckleberry Finn - and two valuable collections of on-the-hoof journalism, in which Thompson combines moral seriousness with delirious invective, amphetamine urgency and trickster humour. ![]() ![]() ![]() Yet this does not lead to acceptance of the established order - quite the opposite. The history of socialism over the last two centuries has been a constellation of tragic and often bloody defeats. Traverso forcefully - and counter-intuitively - reveals the full subversive, emancipatory charge of revolutionary mourning. ![]() In the depths of resignation, this left-wing melancholia is a red thread that crosses revolutionary culture, from Auguste Blanqui to critical cinema, passing by way of Gustave Courbet, Rosa Luxemburg, and Walter Benjamin. Nonetheless, the memory of these defeats - from June 1848 to May 1871, January 1919 and September 1973 - and solidarity with the defeated nourish revolutionary history like an invisible underground river. This brilliant essay is an attempt to recover a hidden and rather discreet tradition: the tradition of "left-wing melancholia." This state of mind does not make up part of the Left’s canonical narrative: the Left is more given to celebrating glorious triumphs than tragic defeats. ![]() ![]() In this masterful work, Chernow shows how the political and economic power of America today is the result of Hamilton's willingness to champion ideas that were often wildly disputed during his time. ![]() Few figures in American history are more controversial than Alexander Hamilton. It's an amazing biography' LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA Alexander Hamilton was an illegitimate self-taught orphan from the Caribbean who overcame all the odds to become George Washington's aide-de-camp and the first Treasury Secretary of the United States. And it's uniquely an immigrant story and it's uniquely a story about writers. I thought it 'out-Dickens' Dickens in the unlikeliness of this man's rise from his humble beginnings in Nevis in the Caribbean, to changing, helping shape our young nation. ![]() You've seen the show, you've sung the songs, now read the full story of America's most misunderstood founding father. ![]() ![]() ![]() Like storm clouds gathering, dark thoughts of what might be ahead filled her mind. Could she walk to the hallway door in this state? But she had an overwhelming urge to start pushing. The last time Rachel had checked Lovina’s progress, she’d barely dilated to five centimeters. Even the sharp ears of a midwife wouldn’t have heard that, especially not over the commotion of a kitchen fire. “Rachel?” Her usually strong voice came out as a mere whisper. She grabbed the rails of the birthing bed, panting and trembling as she squeezed the warm metal mercilessly. She didn’t understand.Īnother hard contraction engulfed her. This was her sixth baby, and each birth had been easier than the one before…until this time. Lovina’s head swam from exhaustion and the muddled thoughts of a woman who’d taken something for pain-although she couldn’t recall what. Perhaps she was down the hallway of the birthing center, delivering the other woman’s baby. Maybe Rachel never made it to the shanty. Isaac was trying to put out the kitchen fire, and Rachel was going to the phone shanty to call the fire department. Her husband and the midwife had left her about ten minutes ago. ![]() ![]() She eyed a door in the bedroom that led outside. Fear threatened to steal Lovina’s ability to obey her husband’s departing words to stay put. Gnarled fingers of smoke seeped under the closed door of the old house. ![]() |