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I liked this book because of the brief summaries, cartoon pictures, and the language that was fairly easy to understand. Not only did this book have cartoon pictures, but it also had blocks of the script. Alternating between the cartoons and the texts allowed me to better comprehend what was happening because it trained me not to fully rely on the pictures, but on the words as well. At the end of every act, there would be a "Think About It' box that encouraged the reader to reflect on what just happened.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Phạm Thị Nhất
I heard Ginsberg read Howl around 1989/1990. Very cool experience. The rage expressed in this poem is still speaks as much to today as the day it was written, and maybe even more so.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Linh Rab
If you love British history, especially middle ages, as I do, you will love this book, but save it until you have surgery or break your leg or some such thing because it is over 900 pages long. I read it in two weeks as I was recovering from knee replacement surgery. Really loved it. Now I want to go and see cathedrals as it deals with the building of one. You can get it on CD so it might make a good listen.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Bát Nguyệt Trường An
I was extremely sad to see this series end! After investing about 2000 pages into this character, McCafferty end the series perfectly. Once again, the voice and style of writing changed for this book. It is not written in journal format but dialog, and instead of just Jessica's point of view, we also get a glimpse into Marcus's brain, which adds a whole deeper dimension to the book. I almost wish we had heard from Marcus sooner in the series.
This author was my college adivsor/professor (taught writing). Pretty good books-- I like the characters.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Marty Noble
I haven't read the other books in this series but this was fairly entertaining, for a book about mice who act like people.
i know i read a few of the short stories, but i never finished. think i got bored.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Gs. Nguyễn Văn Hải
*Special Content only on my blog, Strange and Random Happenstance during Ashford April (April 2013). "I had a farm in Africa, at the foot of the Ngong Hills." Karen Blixen, writing under the nom de plume, Isak Dinesen, lived in Africa for many years, till she finally had to give up her coffee plantation and head home to Denmark, were she became a famous writer for her memoirs of her time in Kenya. The non linear vignettes of life on her farm capture a time and place that she knew, even at the time, would soon be gone. From her connection to young Kikuyus and a menagerie of animals, to the luminaries of the Happy Valley passing through her door, she captures this world of long ago. I will fully admit that my reaction to finally finishing Out of Africa was not the most mature, seeing as it involved me yelling "suck it Dinesen" and then thinking about her getting an STD (which she had by the way) as justice for me having to read this book. If it hadn't been so late at night, I'm sure there might have even been a victory dance... but as it was late and I was giddy, it was best to leave well enough alone. But I shall warn you now, this is going to be a ranty review because this book is designated a "Classic." Capitol "C" and all. WHY!?! I mean, really, WTF people, it took me YEARS to get through this book, and I'm not talking metaphorically or figuratively but in all honesty, literally. Let us now segue into the past and my history with Out of Africa. My love of Africa, the country, never to be confused with this book, I think has to be somewhat hereditary, because I take after my mom. She loves Africa. Quite a few years back she went on a reading safari and picked up all the great books from the Kenyan Happy Valley Days. Beryl Markham, Isak Dinesen, Elspeth Huxley, they all came into our house and became common names, which was very handy when I was looking for copies of their books for Ashford April. During this time was when I first saw the movie Out of Africa, watching the whole movie with my mother ranting about how Robert Redford was in NO WAY like Denys Finch-Hatton. But she did concede that Isak's husband Bror was perfectly cast as was Isak, or should I call her by her real name, Karen Blixen? I will warn you now, watching the movie gives you no sense of what the book is like. The movie is a romanticized version of Karen Blixen's life, not a translation of the life she wrote about in her book which is more vignettes then an autobiography. A little after first seeing the movie, Random House came out with a facsimile 1st edition to celebrate their 75th anniversary. I am a sucker for beautiful books, and seeing as my mom loved this book (which she is now taking back because of my harsh questioning) I bought it and tried to read it. Tried is the optimum word, because I didn't even get more then half way through before I abandoned it. Now, several years later with the book languishing I vowed to finish reading it for Ashford April. In fact, I kind of put it on the reading list, not because of any real connection to Lauren Willig's wonderful book, but because I was daring myself to finish it. Well, I finished it... she says dubiously. So now we all get to the "meat" of the review. Why did I hate this book so much that I envisioned hurling it out a window or engulfing it in flames? Firstly, she can't write. Isak Dinesen can not form a coherent sentence to save her soul. Therefore my earliest fantasies regarding this book involved me traveling in time to beat her to death with a grammar book. She has sentences that make no sense, commas randomly inserted into the oddest of places and a narrative the jumps so much it's like she has ADD. Now she claimed that her Syphilis was fully cured... one must wonder though if it hadn't maybe rotted out her brain, just because rarely have a seen a published book so badly written. Sure I've read my fair share of bad books, but at least those people could write a sentence. It might have been a dull or boring or insipid sentence, but it was a sentence at least. Yet her inability to write, while a hurdle, is not the main problem I had. I just couldn't stand her as a person. Now I'm sure you have a friend or an acquaintance who is so self absorbed and obsessed that they see everything in the world through themselves. I'm not talking about seeing everything through their eyes, but that they actually see everything in the world in relation to themselves and how it affects them. You might be having a conversation with them and if the topic doesn't effect them in anyway, they randomly interject to change the topic to one that interests them, mainly, themselves. They can never be objective and they live in their own little world, one where I imagine a statue of themselves at the center and then lots of roller coasters, like in the episode of Red Dwarf where Kryten makes the Rimmer Experience using Arnold's own diaries. The world is their own, and that is how Isak sees it. She can't talk about a Ngoba without going on about how it's in her honor. She can't talk about at trip into Nairobi, unless it's about her selflessness helping people at the hospital with rides round the country in her car. I can see why everyone thought her an insufferable twat. It was all "me, me, me" and this book bears it out. Can you imagine actually being her "friend?" I personally would leave Africa to get away from her... I'm sure that right about now there are several people going, "but this is my favorite book" and "how could you say those things about this Classic of literature." Well, because I'm telling it as I see it. This book is a very polarizing book, you either love it or you hate it. I am firmly in the hate camp. Why did she have to keep comparing everything to the sea in very awkward metaphors? It's not just that the book is racist, which it is, but you have to make allowances for the eras Imperialist mentality, it's that it's badly written by a narcissist. Even in Isak's life she was polarizing, there were those who loved and hated her. Hemingway loved her, but I have a feeling this has more to do with that she killed things then her prose, whereas the artist Owen Gromme, who was a friend of my families, thought she was a self absorbed snob. Personally, this book made me realize that I should raise every other book I've ever read on Africa a full star and that you're better off reading any other book on Africa then this self proselytising memoir. I'd even read The Bolter again... and yes, I'm being serious.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Trần Chí Trung
For a debut novel, Darynda Jones got it right. I don't really read paranormal fiction, but how can you not be drawn to a book whose heroine's name is Charley Davidson? Albeit, the fact that she is the grim reaper makes the whole thing more colorful. She definitely lives up to her name. Chock full of fun - sarcasm abounding, you just fall in love with her. The writing is flat out fun as well. Another aspect that I completely loved was the fact that her sub-headings/quotes for each chapter were from bumper stickers and T-shirts. Great! It was a modern flourish that was awesome. How many books are out there that quote poetic masters such as Shakespeare, or make reference to obscure philosophers or scientists {of course, there is nothing wrong with any of that, in fact, I quite enjoy it}? But, books that quote quirky t-shirts and bumper stickers, I don't see that much and it helped re-enforce the whimsy of the story as well as the characters. Brava, Darynda Jones! Well done. I look forward to the next in the series.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Amun Team
Review to come.
Người dùng coi những cuốn sách này là thú vị nhất trong năm 2017-2018, ban biên tập của cổng thông tin "Thư viện Sách hướng dẫn" khuyến cáo rằng tất cả các độc giả sẽ làm quen với văn học này.