How could this epic mess have started with something as simple as a love of good cooking and a diabolical aunt obsessed with a cow creamer? Who could possibly unravel the threads of love, mischief, and the poor quiet chap who just wants some good cooking at the elegant table of Anton, that treasured chef of said diabolic aunt? Where did it all go wrong, and what can make the increasingly complex schemes wane? Of course, Bertie’s man, Jeeves, is the only one with a head on his shoulders and a cunning plan up his well-tailored sleeve. In one of the most daring (and deranged) escapades yet, Bertie Wooster finds himself in danger of a lynching, developing a reputation as an incurable kleptomaniac, and (worst of all) becoming entangled in an engagement to the drippy Madeline Basset and to Stiffy Byng. Rating: My Favorite W odehouse Novel to Date
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The scenario is an attention grabber, Amy's narrative moves smoothly, and Pfeffer does get the issues right: Amy comes to understand her stepsibs' jealousy and her own feelings about their relationship with a mother she wasn't allowed to know, and she discovers and expresses her anger at Dad's irreparable action. She dials the 800 number knowing that she is Amy but unprepared for the consequences: Within minutes, police take her into protective custody her mother and nice stepfather, who seem like strangers, drive all night to arrive Sunday morning on Monday, a judge returns her to her mother's custody with a two-year proscription against seeing or telephoning Dad (who raised her conscientiously and whose love she returns) she is moved to a home where a mother she doesn't know what to call presses an embarrassing number of new clothes on her, better than Dad could afford. Robbed of her Saturday evening to babysit her dad's date's obnoxious kids, Brooke, 16, responds to a TV search for ``Amy,'' kidnapped by her father 11 years ago. The quiet of Roosevelt’s life is shown in deep colors and stillness. Gerstein’s illustrations have a depth to them that nicely captures both the men and the natural beauty. The natural parts of the story are also captured in imagery and distinct moments where the men connect with each other and with the wilderness itself. She captures the differences between the two men clearly but binds them together through their love of the outdoors. Rosenstock tells this story with a wonderful joy that permeates the entire work. Together the two men dreamed a new dream for the United States and its wild areas, one where they were protected for generations to come. Roosevelt got to see the giant sequoias, listen to Muir’s stories, see valleys carved by glaciers, and awaken under inches of snow. After a few pictures, the two men rode off together with no entourage or photographers along. Roosevelt set out to meet with Muir in Yosemite. So in 1903, when President Roosevelt read a book by John Muir that pleaded for people to save the trees, he couldn’t stop thinking about losing all of the trees in the mountain forests. Teddy Roosevelt and John Muir had little in common growing up except for one thing: they both loved the outdoors and the wilderness. The Camping Trip That Changed America: Theodore Roosevelt, John Muir, and Our National Parks by Barb Rosenstock, illustrated by Mordicai Gerstein Full of behind the scenes details and intimate interrogations on sex, love, trauma, and Hollywood, Pageboy is the story of a life pushed to the brink. The career that had been an escape out of his reality and into a world of imagination was suddenly a nightmare.Īs he navigated criticism and abuse from some of the most powerful people in Hollywood, a past that snapped at his heels, and a society dead set on forcing him into a binary, Elliot often stayed silent, unsure of what to do, until enough was enough. He was forced to play the part of the glossy young starlet, a role that made his skin crawl, on and off set. His dreams were coming true, but the pressure to perform suffocated him. With Juno’s massive success, Elliot became one of the world’s most beloved actors. But for Elliot, two steps forward had always come with one step back. Getting closer to his desires, his dreams, himself, without the repression he’d carried for so long. Here he was on the precipice of discovering himself as a queer person, as a trans person. The hot summer air hung heavy around him as he looked at her. It was two months before the world premiere of Juno, and Elliot Page was in his first ever queer bar. |