Not even slightly. I’ve moved to Mississippi, though, which despite what you may hear is not the same thing.
Fresh content to come.
Writer, mouthless and mumbling
Not even slightly. I’ve moved to Mississippi, though, which despite what you may hear is not the same thing.
Fresh content to come.
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This is a warm and immediately engaging story of two young African-American girls, one a biracial orphan, and another who, despite her family’s wealth, might as well be an orphan. The sweet, rich narrative voice of the girl named Thank-You drew me in right away, and it was well contrasted with the cool, educated voice of Josephine, the girl who grew up in another world right next to her, in the divided, half-patrician South.
There are some minor flaws. I wondered particularly why a very important choice was never mentioned in the narrative, in regards to Josephine’s health, but it’s impossible to mention here without spoiling the book, and in any case that would have meant a very different story. Nonetheless, this is a great book for young readers, or for anyone who wants something to make them choke up a little as they smile.
– L.T. Patridge (The Kindle Book Review)
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The delightfully unlikable civilian inspector Shona Bally drags her superior Police Inspector Tom Quiss into a increasingly bizarre investigation, in which the bodies of elderly couples are found poisoned inside houses not their own. The pace is perfect, and the characters well-matched, with a real and unromantic tension between them. At the climax, the killers’ motive is found to be so startling that I balked at it for a moment. The skill of the scene, though, carried me through to a suspension of disbelief. I thoroughly enjoyed the whole book, and would read another adventure with this pair.
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This vigorous retelling of Uncle Tom’s Cabin focuses on George Harris, the young and innovative enslaved worker who ran away to find Canada and freedom for his family. Waters aims to find the story still alive behind the outdated original novel. Unlike the original, this book does not need to rely on the persuasion of white characters (or readers) of the essential equality of mankind. It tells a tense and nerve-wracking story of brutality and escape. The dialogue is a little weak, and I would have appreciated a darker, more lyrical prose. Nonetheless, I am looking forward to the sequels for a full reexamination of the themes that Stowe did not have the perspective to face.
My computer died, among other things, and I am nicely set up with a new one, so I am thankful for that.
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As someone who loves historical fiction about ancient Egypt, I was quickly and easily drawn in, but this is Egyptian high fantasy, a little something different. It is a mythological tale, full of gods and monsters. I have to admit that I initially judged this book by its concept, because: cats. Talking cats. It did not sound promising. However, the strength of the prose and the solidity of the setting won me over. Besides, if you have ever known a “supervisor cat,” the kind of cat who watches everything you do, it is not hard to believe they are well up on human and divine affairs. I was also interested in the use of the actual drama between Ramesses III and Queen Tiye – a true story that did not end well. In sum, I recommend this book as a real departure from the run of ancient Egyptian novels.
– L.T. Patridge (The Kindle Book Review)
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This book reminded me of the Kristin Lavransdatter trilogy in its constant examination of faith as the cornerstone of daily medieval life. It does not examine faith as deeply and bitterly as those books, however. Rahere is almost too good of a protagonist, but he was very much a real person, and it is amazing what he achieved in the days before people had careers, or could choose very much how they governed their lives after they began.
I wish we had seen more of how difficult it was to master early medieval instruments, how rudimentary and difficult they were, the callouses on the fingertips, etc. But overall I was impressed with the firm grasp of contemporary history. The reign of William Rufus and the following years must have been rough on the peasantry, and Delorme depicts that unflinchingly, especially in the case of William Rufus. I am definitely interested in checking out more of the works of Mary Delorme.
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Niccolo, the Horseman of Pestilence, was once himself a human, but now finds himself in Hell, scrambling to protect Lucifer himself from an assassination attempt sure to bring on the Apocalypse.
The book‘s saving grace is in Niccolo himself as a character, in how he suffered in his life in Renaissance-era Florence. The chapters flashing back to his fall from grace as a merchant prince, due entirely to accident, are what give the book its – well – its humanity. The many ultra-violent demon battles and bickering between fallen hideous creatures are all very well, but without Niccolo and his relationship with Cadmus, another deceased warrior, this book would lack the strength to stand. But it does, and there is a hel – I mean quite a cliffhanger in store. The ending promises a fascinating sequel.
I have fallen down on reviewing every episode of Cosmos, as I said I would. This is not only because, by and large, I was impressed by them, but because I realized that they were not made for me. They were made for a different audience than Carl Sagan faced in the 1980s – a people simultaneously more aware and more besieged by lies and superstition than ever before. There was no need to analyze anew my reaction to this every week. I felt a wistful fondness for what Sagan had been able to do, blended with a respect for what Tyson had to do, and managed to do, with the power of such unlikely money behind him.
It came to an end with an excerpt of Sagan’s own voice, of his words on what he called the “pale blue dot,” Earth from afar.
If I were to recommend only one novel about the Amarna Period to anyone, it would be this slender novel by Naguib Mahfouz. This is not because I enjoyed it the most, or because it was the most exciting. It is because it is by a Nobel Prize winner and, more importantly, an actual Egyptian.
The novel is written in a Rashomon style, with the literary care that most ancient Egyptian historical novels lack. There is no dwelling on splendid palace grounds, lush ancient nights or grand monuments; Mahfouz felt no need for this. The evanescence and delicacy of his straightforward prose is enough. Salacious details and invented love triangles are beneath him. He worked with the archaeological evidence known best to him at the time.
However, like archaeological evidence, the novel itself leaves one strangely unsatisfied, and wishing that there had been more.