![]() ![]() As the novel careens toward an explosive and shocking finale, only one thing is certain: A love this devastating has no happy ending. And yet, they cannot stop what feels so incredibly right. They know their relationship is wrong and cannot possibly continue. Their clandestine romance quickly blooms into deep, desperate love. So close, in fact, that they have fallen in love. And the stress of their lives-and the way they understand each other so completely-has also brought them closer than two siblings would ordinarily be. ![]() As de facto parents to the little ones, Lochan and Maya have had to grow up fast. Together they have stepped in for their alcoholic, wayward mother to take care of their three younger siblings. ![]() Seventeen-year-old Lochan and sixteen-year-old Maya have always felt more like friends than siblings. Perfect for readers who enjoyed Flowers in the Attic, this is a heartbreaking and shocking novel about siblings Lochan and Maya, their tumultuous home life, and the clandestine, and taboo, relationship they form to get through it. ![]()
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![]() Phin, immediately taken with Sophie’s lower lip, seduces her with promises of slightly kinky sex. These rather boring proceedings are presided over by Phineas Tucker, whose silly name hides a really hunky “town boy”-a single father who owns the local bookstore. In the upright town of Temptation, the major bones of contention appear to be the painting of the water tower, which looks like a large erect phallus, and the ordering of new streetlights. Their father, a guy with a long rap sheet, is permanently on the lam. After her mother’s death, she raised her sister and her brother, Davy, who now specializes in parting shady businessmen from their dubious gains. Sophie is one of the only honest, if repressed, members of a family of charming cons and thieves. ![]() Sophie Dempsey, the “daughter of a thousand felons,” and her sister, Amy, come to the town of Temptation, Ohio, to film an “audition tape” for Clea Whipple, a local girl turned porn star whose anchorman husband has run off with her inheritance and refuses to give it back. ![]() 163, etc.), then romance readers may begin to crowd the highways. If small towns are filled with heroes like Crusie’s (Crazy for You, p. ![]() ![]() ![]() He worked on it for twelve years before its publication in 1965. He based it partly on his experiences on the Greek island of Spetses, where he taught English for two years at the Anargyrios School. He started writing it in the 1950s, under the original title of The Godgame. The Magus was the first book John Fowles wrote, but his third to be published, after The Collector (1963) and The Aristos (1964). In 2003, the novel was listed at number 67 on the BBC's survey The Big Read. In 1999, The Magus was ranked on both lists of Modern Library 100 Best Novels, reaching number 93 on the editors' list and number 71 on the readers' list. Considered an example of metafiction, it was the first novel written by Fowles, but the third he published. Urfe becomes embroiled in the psychological illusions of a master trickster, which become increasingly dark and serious. The Magus (1965) is a postmodern novel by British author John Fowles, telling the story of Nicholas Urfe, a young British graduate who is teaching English on a small Greek island. Little, Brown, and Company (US) Jonathan Cape (UK) ![]() ![]() The author's acclaimed first novel, published by Little, Brown & Company in Boston a year before the first UK edition.of 1949. ![]() ![]() October 1948', together with a loosely inserted Christmas card with an illustration of Wingfield Castle, Suffolk, inscribed 'from Dodie and Alec'. Presentation copy, inscribed to front endpaper 'To Auntie Florrie and Muriel, dear friends of mine for as long as I can remember, with much love from Dodie. I Capture the Castle, 1st US edition, Boston: Little, Brown and Co., 1948, illustrations by Ruth Steed, pastedowns a little spotted, original cloth (spine faded, water stain to spine and lower cover), dust jacket, some toning to spine and rear panel, a few small tears, repairs to verso, 8vo ![]() ![]() ![]() A powerful collection that resonates with all the ills, real and imagined, of our modern life. In many stories, happiness is projected on outside forces, a new baby, a lover, yoga, but the answers are rarely that simple and usually backfire horribly, as in "No Tears, No Sorrow," where a woman's emotional breakthrough proves all too complete. ![]() ![]() Eleanor lives in Athens, Georgia with her husband, fellow cartoonist Drew Weing. She is the author of How To Be Happy, Sex Wizards, and a number of short comics. In the futuristic "Nita Goes Home," the juxtapositions are more complex, as a woman who lives in an artificial dome where plants still grow has to return to Earth%E2%80%94 a toxic, polluted megacity%E2%80%94when her father is dying. Eleanor Davis is an Eisner, Ignatz and Society of Illustrators award winning cartoonist and illustrator. In "In Our Eden," a bunch of back to nature enthusiasts rebel against a delusional ex-bass pro shop manager who spouts trendy bromides about the paleo diet while fashioning himself as the new Adam. Some of Davis's art styles are reminiscent of her children's books (Secret Science Alliance, Stinky)%E2%80%94simple supple black and white line drawings%E2%80%94others resemble Little Golden Books, bright blocks of colors and button nosed characters, but only as if written by Raymond Carver. The excellence and variety of the art in this short comics story collection is matched only by the painful incisiveness of the stories, most circling around attempts both foolish and sincere to find happiness. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Here, Purnell invites readers to envision new systems that work to address the root causes of violence. ![]() The book travels across geography and time, and offers lessons that activists have learned from Ferguson to South Africa, from Reconstruction to contemporary protests against police shootings. Purnell details how multi-racial social movements rooted in rebellion, risk-taking, and revolutionary love pushed her and a generation of activists toward abolition. ![]() Calling them felt like something, and something feels like everything when the other option seems like nothing. She saw too much sexual violence and buried too many friends to consider getting rid of police in her hometown of St. In her critically acclaimed first book Becoming Abolitionists, Purnell draws from her experiences as a lawyer, writer, and organizer initially skeptical about police abolition. Millions of people continue to protest police violence because these "solutions" do not match the problem: the police cannot be reformed. Now in paperback and with new material, a 2021 Kirkus Best Book of the year in both Nonfiction and Current Events, the book Naomi Klein called: “a triumph of political imagination and a tremendous gift to all movements struggling towards liberation.”įor more than a century, activists in the United States have tried to reform the police. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() His best known works are Memoria del fuego (Memory of Fire Trilogy, 1986) and Las venas abiertas de América Latina (Open Veins of Latin America, 1971) which have been translated into twenty languages and transcend orthodox genres: combining fiction, journalism, political analysis, and history. Eduardo Galeano was a Uruguayan journalist, writer and novelist. The author himself has proclaimed his obsession as a writer saying, "I'm a writer obsessed with remembering, with remembering the past of America above all and above all that of Latin America, intimate land condemned to amnesia." He has received the International Human Rights Award by Global Exchange (2006) and the Stig Dagerman Prize (2010). ![]() ![]() ![]() I’ve always kept my names separate because I don’t want readers comparing one work to the other because I write in totally different mindsets and facets of my personality. The more you experiment, the more you learn and grow and find your style and voice. Anyway, although this is my 7th novel under Mia Knight, it’s actually my 20th published across 3 names over a decade. ![]() I’ve been reading Crime Lord’s Captive for the first time in years and can’t help thinking of all the things I could do to improve it. I'm curious to read these other books, and to see how they've gotten you to where you are in this moment in your evolution as a writer.Ī: I’ve definitely evolved. Q: My question is (if you feel comfortable sharing them) what are the other aliases you publish under? Or any hints you can give us? I'm such a fan of your writing style, and between your Crime Lord series and Bitter Heat you can see how much it has evolved. Q: Like Jasmine, do you also write under a different name? If so, would you share the name or give us a clue? Q: Could you please let us know your other pen names? Would love to read any and everything you write! ![]() ![]() ![]() “I like myself because I’m me, and me is all I want to be!” is our new family mantra. She announces that she loves her body, doesn’t care what others say, and knows that what other people see is not the total of who she is. In it, a girl uses affirming and celebratory words about herself. I Like Myself is my current favourite weapon in this war. I will protect my daughter’s ability to love herself, with roars and claws if necessary. Like all girls, she may encounter objectification of her appearance and uncharitable assessments of other aspects of her worth. ![]() ![]() She will probably learn about comparison and self-appraisal at an unprecedented rate. From the relative intimacy of a pre-school environment, she’ll suddenly become a small fish in a big pond, surrounded by many similar fishes. Of all the things that will change when my daughter starts school this year, perhaps her self-image is the most profound. ![]() ![]() None of it seemed plausible when I held it up to the light. I had a vague, half- remembered feeling that it wa sn ’ t exactl y safe. Maybe there were good reasons I wasn’t supposed to be at home. But the weather chilled my anger and crystallized it into fear. I’d been angry when I’d gotten on the train, and that had kept me in motion. It had been almost summer in Mary- land, but as we rumbled across the bridge that divides New Hampshire from Maine, I saw a few stubborn patches of snow clinging on beneath the pine trees. When the whistle blows the first time, get ready.” He disappeared, and I stared out the window and watched the landscape for a while. “Don ’ t worry, people do it all the time. “W e’ll just be slowing down, n ot a f ull sto p, ” he sa id. But he just smiled at me tightly and touched his hat. I rummaged frantically in my mind for a convincing lie. ![]() “I haven’t been back in eight years.” Once I said it I froze, t errified he’ d ask me why I was co ming back now. ![]() “They don ’ t leave Winterpor t much, do they?” “I did,” I said. ![]() He twitched like a rabbit before settling himself back down. Always wanting to kno w about your family. “I’ m kin of the Hanna fins, myself.” P eople up here were like this, I remembered suddenly. His eyes had wandered down to my suitcase. ![]() |