Tag Archives: Book

One Kick

If you’re looking for a great read, one book you should add to the top of your reading list is One Kick by Chelsea Cain.

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Photographs of the Ordinary, By the Ordinary

I was given Volume 4, Tattered and Lost: Cakes, Picnics, and Watermelon as a Christmas gift, and it is incredible.

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How I Wonder What You Are

My Brief History is more than just personal stories. Hawking reveals the thoughts behind some of his greatest ideas, and also shares his early interest in science, and his years at Oxford when his health began to suffer.

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About A Boy

Life will vanish, goodness will at times go and bend to darkness that is seemingly insurmountable, but stories like Erdrich’s can redeem, heal, and have staying power.

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One Is Silver And The Other Is Gold

Throughout difficult years of sorrow and disappointments she unknowingly had his love—a light from a distant sun warming her all along.

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Here’s Looking At You, Kid.

With such a strong beginning, I was convinced I would keep loving the story as it progressed. What happened next is something I am all too familiar with.

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The Future’s So Bright

Humans have always been capable of great things, but unless we evolve to be better human beings, advances in technology will not necessarily advance us.

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Out Of The Shadows And Into The Light

While there are no clear answers on how to help these individuals, it’s possible the soldiers documented were drowning in plain view, because it is not enough to have just their loved ones fighting for their survival and health.

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Gay Paree!

If America had parents, our proverbial parents would probably be England (the overbearing Father) and France (our loving and flighty Mother). But Paris would be our delightful, worldly, wise, flirtatious, possibly lesbian, beautiful, volatile Aunt with many lovers and a vast art collection. Her influence whispered in our ear, put treats in our pockets, taught […]

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Dust and Cobwebs – Final Thoughts

Over these weeks, as we cleaned and cried and shared these memories, a sense of ease settled over us. It was like finding no monster under the bed.

No Middle Ground: my life after Baghdad

My husband and I were sitting at an outside table at Sierra Nevada having lunch, when I suddenly had something else to blame on the Iraq war: My bottom left molar.

Cahors Sunset

Cahors Sunset is absolutely not for everyone; it’s slow, existential, a touch maudlin, and French as a baguette in a beret.

The Media Can’t Get Enough of “Black Violence”

Trust me, there is no one definition of what being black truly is.

The She Things: F**K You For Jesus!!!

Come revel in the babeliness that is The She Things.

Choose Your Own Adventure: A Meditation On Packing

You now have some serious decisions before you:

Read, then Read Again

Marriage is not an institution I had envisioned for myself,

Horoscopes for the Week of January 19th

You are entering the dream space where imagination rules.

Blood Cabana: Hell is Paradise

And there will be blood… cabana.

You Are an Enormous, Eternal, and Majestic Mountain

The most important ingredient for success is enthusiasm

Dust and Cobwebs – Part Three

This room was an archaeological dig. We took a deep breath and excavated my mother’s addiction in layers, brushing off the dust and analyzing their significance.

Letter to the Editor – Domestic Violence isn’t Funny

Jokes about domestic violence are never funny. In Mr. Porter’s article in the January 5, 2015 edition of the Synthesis […]

I Went To Twin Peaks, You Guys

I casually made my way down the concrete walkway that overlooks the falls, not, as some may contend, “running like a little boy who waited too long to pee”

Lessons In Love With Stone Trolls

Well, master,” said the first giant, rubbing his face where it had been struck, “You told us to feel love for each other… but we can’t really feel very well. Hitting each other is the first thing we’ve discovered that we can actually feel.

Gaming Without Gaming

While bumbling around Steam, I was struck by a sudden whim of poor judgment, and decided to take the Steam reviewers at their word. I purchased a small game ported from mobile called Hero of the Kingdom