And Annapurna: A Woman's Place has become an acknowledged classic in the annals of women's achievements - a story of challenge and commitment told with passion, humor, and unflinching honesty.Īn Actual Review (From Someone Who Listened)įirst, I want to thank the bad review of this book for letting me know it was probably going to be a decent one. By proving that women had the skill, strength, and courage necessary to make this difficult and dangerous climb, the 1978 Women's Himalayan Expedition's accomplishment had a positive impact around the world, changing perceptions about women's abilities in sports and other arenas. Never before has such an account of mountaineering triumph and tragedy been told from a woman's point of view. On October 15, two women and two Sherpas at last stood on the summit - but the celebration was cut short, for two days later, the two women of the second summit team fell to their deaths. Expedition leader Arlene Blum here tells their dramatic story: the logistical problems, storms, and hazardous ice climbing the conflicts and reconciliations within the team the terror of avalanches that threatened to sweep away camps and climbers. In August 1978, 13 women left San Francisco for the Nepal Himalayas to make history as the first Americans - and the first women - to scale the treacherous slopes of Annapurna I, the world's 10th highest peak.
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Painted in Helen Stephens’ much-loved retro style.A heart-warming story about a very special friendship, with a wonderfully heroic ending.The first irresistible picture book about Iris and her lion. A heart-warming story about a very special friendship, with a wonderfully heroic ending. By: Helen Stevens How will little Iris manage to hide such a big lion Its not easy, after all how would you react if one of your children brought a lion. When the lion sees three robbers stealing from the town hall, it’s his chance to show everyone that he is, after all, a kind (and very brave) lion – just like Iris always said. The first irresistible picture book about Iris and her lion. Luckily, there are lots of good places to hide a lion – behind the shower curtain, in your bed, and even up a tree.īut Iris can’t hide her lion forever, and when her mum discovers him, he has to run away and hide all on his own. It’s not easy, but Iris has to do her best, because mums and dads can be funny about having a lion in the house. Â How does a very small girl hide a very large lion? Ex-library, so some stamps and wear, but in good overall condition. Your purchase helps support Sri Lankan Children's Charity 'The Rainbow Centre'. Ships from UK in 48 hours or less (usually same day). Will there be any left for Little Mouse once his friends have all taken a bite? A delicious story of friendship and sharing with a wonderfully satisfying ending, this book is a joy to read aloud.Ĭhoose your shipping method in Checkout. They all agree to help, but only after having a taste of the yummy cake. So one by one, Little Mouse asks bird, frog, mole and his other friends if they can lift it. Little Mouse is scurrying along one day when he finds something wonderful - a chocolate chip, raspberry cream cupcake! It looks delicious, but it's much too big for Little Mouse to carry home on his own. Will there be any left for Little Mouse once his friends have all taken a bite? A delicious story of friendship and sharing with a wonderfully satisfying. We follow Amelia, a real mermaid, as she works for PT Barnum. That doesn’t make it a less entertaining read though. Instead it is based on true events and real people. This book is different than the other books by this author, as in that it is not a disturbing classic retelling. But Barnum has never given up a money-making scheme in his life, and he’s determined to hold on to his mermaid. Amelia agrees to play the mermaid for Barnum and walk among men in their world, believing she can leave anytime she likes. Barnum, a man who longed to make his fortune by selling the wondrous and miraculous, and there is nothing more miraculous than a real mermaid. Once there was a mermaid called Amelia who could never be content in the sea, a mermaid who longed to know all the world and all its wonders, and so she came to live on land. From the author of Lost Boy comes a beautiful historical fairy tale about a mermaid who leaves the sea, only to become the star attraction of history’s greatest showman. Review: I thought I had prepared myself emotionally for Ashley Woodfolk’s latest book, When You Were Everything. Alternating between time lines of Then and Now, When You Were Everything blends past and present into an emotional story about the beauty of self-forgiveness, the promise of new beginnings, and the courage it takes to remain open to love. Despite budding new friendships with other classmates-and a raging crush on a gorgeous boy named Dom-Cleo’s turbulent past with Layla comes back to haunt them both. But pretending Layla doesn’t exist isn’t as easy as Cleo hoped, especially after she’s assigned to be Layla’s tutor. Now, Cleo wants to erase every memory, good or bad, that tethers her to her ex–best friend. Nearly a month since Cleo realized they’ll never be besties again. It’s been twenty-seven days since Cleo and Layla’s friendship imploded. Summary: You can’t rewrite the past, but you can always choose to start again. You will see lots of hard-talking tough guys in gray suits and gray hats running around city streets socking one another in the jaw and plugging one another with bullets - plenty of action to be sure. To gain an initial feel for the novel, please go to Youtube and watch a snippet of one of those 1940s black-and-white noir films, like The Naked City. Actually, this is the 2nd of the author's The New York Trilogy, bookended by City of Glass and The Locked Room. Brown broke him in, Brown taught him the ropes, and when Brown grew old, Blue took over."īlue is a detective and it is Blue we follow on every page of this sparse (less than 100 pages) novel set in 1947 New York City. Later there is White, and then there is Black, and before the beginning there is Brown. Here are the opening few line: "First of all there is Blue. Paul Auster's Ghosts (1983) reads like the square root of a hard-boiled detective noir novel, an off-the-wall, bizarre mystery where there is no crime and the whodunit is replaced by a meditation on the nature of identity. Zombie Fallout by Mark Tufo About BookQuotersīookQuoters is a community of passionate readers who enjoy sharing the most meaningful, ― Ernesto Sabato, quote from On Heroes and Tombs Y esas sombras misteriosas e inquietantes ¿no serían las más verdaderas de su alma, las únicas de verdadera importancia?” Pero también intuía que había otras que nunca, pero nunca le sería dado conocer. Y le había contado cosas que estaba seguro jamás había contado a nadie, y presentía que le contaría muchas otras, todavía más terribles y hermosas que las que ya le había confesado. De alguna manera lo había buscado y elegido a él, para algo que no alcanzaba comprender. “Nunca”, pensó, “nunca”. ”Pero me necesita, me ha elegido”, pensó también. En cierto modo estaba sin defensa ¡pero qué lejana, qué inaccesible que estaba! Intuía que grandes abismos la separaban (no solamente el abismo del sueño sino otros) y que para llegar hasta el centro de ella habría que marchar durante jornadas temibles, al borde de volĬanes en erupción, entre llamaradas y tinieblas. “Nunca la conoceré del todo”, pensó, como en una repentina y dolorosa revelación. Estaba ahí, al alcance de su mano y de su boca. Collier becomes obsessed with the dead actress and begins researching into her life. While stopping at an old hotel outside of San Diego, he comes upon a picture of a once famous stage actress, Elise McKenna, who died in the 1950s. The protagonist, Richard Collier, is dying from brain cancer and decides instead of slowly wasting away in his brother’s home to go on one last epic trip across the country. So, it was with some trepidation I bought a copy of Somewhere in Time and took my first foray into romance.Īs mentioned before, it does involve time travel. Second, I have always been a fan of Matheson’s since I read a collection of his short fiction years ago (which included I Am Legend), but I have never gotten around to reading one of his novels. First, its time travel theme intrigued me, especially after it was recommend at Capricon. There were a few reasons for this decision. Still I picked up a copy of Somewhere in Time (originally titled Bid Time Return) by Richard Matheson. We did negotiate a peace treaty which requires me to take her to one movie of her choice on her birthday, but that is a whole other story. Hell, I fight tooth and nail with my wife about seeing rom-coms with her. I don’t want to just hand wave it away by saying “I am man! I’m too busy watching football and drinking beer!” but I can’t deny I have never sought out a romance specifically for the pleasure of reading. I, however, haven’t been a big consumer of romance novels. Romantic sub-plots are an ever present reality in speculative fiction books. Douglas, Jefferson Davis, Abraham Lincoln, Horace Greeley, Albion Tourgée, and Elizabeth Cady Stanton, illustrating how these men and women established, embodied, and advanced the opposing political and cultural trends that culminated in the great crisis of the nineteenth century.Ĭovering figures from across a wide political spectrum, Escott reveals numerous streams and facets of nineteenth-century American political thought to illuminate the forces, from slavery to suffrage, underlying this greatest of conflicts. Calhoun, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Frederick Douglass, Stephen A. Modeling his latest book on Richard Hofstadter’s 1948 classic The American Political Tradition and the Men Who Made It, the renowned historian Paul Escott has composed ten concise but deeply learned and incisive biographies of key Americans in the years leading up to the Civil War. Instead of cycling-specific shoes with stiff soles and ski-binding-like clipped-in pedals favored by seasoned touring cyclists to allow for more power transfer to the cranks, Jacob’s bike is outfitted with stock flat BMX-style rattrap pedals that accommodate his running shoes and hiking boots. Jacob-like his house-builder father, handy with a Skilsaw-fashioned a plywood rack behind the seat and bolted two milk crates to it side-by-side. The red Specialized Hardrock says Milwaukee Tools on it because his dad, Randy Gray, age sixty-three, won it in a raffle. The important thing is the wave, the ride. After all, he figures, bikes are like surfboards-you don’t always have the perfect one for every condition. Ideally for a journey of this scale he’d ride a large, but the medium is what he has to roll with. The bike is heavy and too small for Jacob’s athletic five-foot, eleven-inch frame. Those years have been few and difficult, unlike the long years of my ancestors in their wanderings.” Jacob answered, “My life of wandering has lasted a hundred and thirty years. |