![]() ![]() ![]() To educate herself, the food and culture writer embarked on an intensive journey of exploration, diving into the scientific mysteries and cultural attitudes that surround motherhood to find answers to questions that had only previously been given in the form of advice about what women ought to do?rather than allowing them the freedom to choose the right path for themselves. ![]() Your obstetrician will cautiously quote statistics online sources will scare you with conflicting and often inaccurate data and even the most trusted books will offer information with a heavy dose of judgment. Like a Mother: A Feminist Journey Through the Science and Culture of Pregnancy Angela Garbes 682 Paperback 16 offers from 11.87 From the Publisher Product description About the Author is the author of. What exactly is a placenta and how does it function? How does a body go into labor? Why is breast best? Is wine totally off-limits? But as she soon discovered, it?s not easy to find satisfying answers. A candid, feminist, and personal deep dive into the science and culture of pregnancy and motherhoodLike most first-time mothers, Angela Garbes was filled with questions when she became pregnant. ![]()
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I have smelled what suntan lotion smells like spread over 21000 pounds of hot flesh. ![]() I have seen an all-red leisure suit with flared lapels. I have seen sucrose beaches and water a very bright blue. Right now it's Saturday 18 March, and I'm sitting in the extremely full coffee shop of the Fort Lauderdale Airport, killing the four hours between when I had to be off the cruise ship and when my flight to Chicago leaves by trying to summon up a kind of hypnotic sensuous collage of all the stuff I've seen and heard and done as a result of the journalistic assignment just ended. If you would like to use material from the book (other than for review purposes), prior written permission must be obtained by contacting the publisher at Thank you for your support of the author's rights.Ī supposedly fun thing i'll never do again 1 Copyright Act of 1976, the scanning, uploading, and electronic sharing of any part of this book without the permission of the publisher constitute unlawful piracy and theft of the author's intellectual property. ![]() ![]() This is getting too deep for a book review but I hope you know what I want to say here. People from Europe fled from World War 2 (just like my Great-Granddad fled from Austria to Germany to the USA) – what would have happened if the United States decided he wasn’t welcome? Remember all the Wars, all the huntings of different cultures and religions, of Christians, Jews and Muslims Black, White, Indians, Chinese. That they should go where ever just not here: Remember World War 2. The thing I like to remind myself whenever I heard about the news that Refugees just need to get back to wherever they came from. All I know is that we have to understand that just because we are afraid of changes we shouldn’t simply assuming things from our own experience. I don’t know how influenced this book was on some political basis. Other religions and cultures are weird? Why aren’t people just adapting SO easily? And most importantly: Refugees just can’t WAIT to leave their home. Personally I think this book is a very important read, especially in a time like this, in which no one seems to understand each other properly anymore. When you read it you will realize that.Īlso I picked this book because even before reading this book, Malala seems to be for her (now) 19 years like a really fascinating and strong woman. ![]() Just to say it now: the book hasn’t been written personally by her, a journalist helped her writing this book. Part of my book reading challenge is the book I am Malala by Malala Yousafzai. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() “You don’t know if you can get in the ring or not.”įor young Bon Jovi, getting in the ring always meant only one thing: a career in music. He explains that growing up in Jersey, in the shadow of New York - “close enough to the center of the universe, but far enough away where nobody was really watching” - tends to leave a bit of a chip on one’s shoulder. The Sayreville native hasn’t even lived in the Garden State for the last few years - he’s now a New Yorker - but he says that he totally gets it: New Jersey is less a place than a state of mind, and one that he continues to share with its residents. When people think of Bon Jovi, they tend to also think of New Jersey. Of course, he was most excited to discuss “Not Running Anymore” and “Old Habits Die Hard,” the two songs that he contributed, free-of-charge, to Fisher Stevens ‘ low-budget indie, onto which Oscar winners Al Pacino, Christopher Walken, and Alan Arkin signed after he had already agreed to pen the tunes. That might explain why he was willing to talk, at such length and in such depth, about his past, present, and future. The 50-year-old - who, as you can see in the footage of our conversation (above), looks about 20 years younger than his age - says that he has never been at a happier place in his life or career. ![]() PHOTOS: 20 Best and Worst Music to Movie Crossovers ![]() ![]() ![]() Except, Windsor-Smith doesn’t present protagonist Bobby Bailey as a brilliant scientist or a super-powered mutant. The concept of evil scientists trying to make a human weapon might recall the aforementioned Wolverine arc as well. Originally conceived for The Incredible Hulk, Monsters echoes some of those character tropes-specifically the unforeseen effects of military science. To that effect, Monsters redeems the time Windsor-Smith spent on it as a triumph of masterful storytelling and emotional depth. ![]() It’s fair to assume the quality of an original tale from this writer/illustrator. His clout speaks for itself, with accolades like Marvel Comics’ Weapon X-arguably the greatest Wolverine arc. So, it’s automatically noteworthy when respected artist Barry Windsor-Smith announces a graphic novel he’s been working on for three decades. Very rarely does an artist linger with a piece of work for decades. Comic books have become synonymous with serialization. ![]() ![]() “Tenderness, wit, and skillful worldbuilding elevate this delightful tale. And then it healed me in the next breath.” -Cassandra Khaw, author of Nothing But Blackened Teeth It broke my heart with its unflinching understanding that grief never goes away, never empties, only settles into the room of your soul like a strange souvenir. ![]() ![]() “A warm hug of a book about a Grinch of a man who dies and a ferryman who helps the dead in their journey onwards. Under the Whispering Door is a kind book, full of faith in the goodness of people, full of kind people showing how compassion is a strength. “There is so much to enjoy in Under the Whispering Door, but what I cherish the most is its compassion for the little things-a touch, a glance, a precious piece of dialogue-healing me, telling me that for all the strangenesses I hold, I am valued, valid-and maybe even worthy of love.” -Ryka Aoki, author of Light From Uncommon Stars A Locus Awards Top Ten Finalist for Fantasy Novel ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() “I’ve been busy,” she mumbled, even as she ducked her head. “Sutton, you haven’t even been on a date in almost a year.” She could still feel her best friend’s incredulous stare from the other side of the room. With that, she slid off the stool at the breakfast bar in their shared apartment and went to sit on the couch, balancing the bowl of cereal she was having for dinner on her lap. But that was a while – and several big romantic mistakes – ago. “I’m not waiting for anyone to sweep me off of my feet.” “If you’re waiting for a beautiful woman to come out of nowhere and sweep you off your feet, you’re going to be waiting forever,” Regan stated as factually as if she was reading it from a manual. ![]() ![]() Thank you to Monica for editing this monster (even if you hate my commas).Īnd forever thank you to Regina for making me feel brave.Ī huge thank you to anyone who has read any bit of this through the years and thought it had potential to be. Thank you for letting me scream about this for what seems like decades. This may not exist (definitely not in the same form) without Kate, Elizabeth, Isadora, and Sam. Library of Congress Control Number: 2018675309 No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without express written permission of the publisher. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() This book is everything I hoped it would be after the ending of The Block. The Loop team must reassemble, survive Happy’s final attempts to rid the world of the rebels, and figure out how to halt the apocalypse before humanity is destroyed. A bold escape sets in motion a race against time as Happy’s plans to release planet-eating nano-bots into the world draw nearer. ![]() There, he finds three subjects tortured in an attempt to extract a regeneration formula… and one of the subjects is, impossibly, a face he never thought he’d seen again. Luka’s corpse is dragged away, but Chester remains determined to find out what is going on in the Laboratory on the 65th floor. Luka Kane is dead, executed in front of a crowd of Alts who cheered despite the fact that the truth of their oppressive leaders had been revealed to them.īut one Alt, Chester “Chilly” Beckett, did not celebrate his eyes have been opened to the truth. Synopsis of The Arc (please note, there will be some spoilers for books one and two below): So, first things first, thank you to Chicken House for the early copy and the opportunity to be part of such an exciting blog tour □īefore I share my thoughts on The Arc, feel free to check out my blog tour reviews for books one and two here. Hi! Today’s blog post is very exciting, as it’s my stop on the blog tour for The Arc by Ben Oliver! When Chicken House reached out about this blog tour, I was so quick to say yes because The Loop and The Block were two of my absolute favourite reads of last year. ![]() ![]() The linguist is the Sufi, who enlightens humanity to the fact that what it seeks (its religions), though called by different names, are in reality one identical thing. ![]() The four travelers represent humanity in its search for an inner spiritual need it cannot define and which it expresses in different ways. All of a sudden, the men realized that what each of them had desired was in fact the same thing, only they did not know how to express themselves to each other. “No! This in my language is stafil,” said the Greek. “You have brought me my inab,” the Arab said. “But this is what I call uzum,” replied the Turk. He then returned to the men and gave them each a bunch. “I undertake to satisfy the desires of all of you.” Taking the coin, the linguist went to a nearby shop and bought four small bunches of grapes. A linguist passing by overheard their quarrel. ![]() The argument became heated as each man insisted on having what he desired. All four craved food, but the Persian wanted to spend the coin on angur the Turk, on uzum the Arab, on inab and the Greek, on stafil. ![]() “A Persian, a Turk, an Arab, and a Greek were traveling to a distant land when they began arguing over how to spend the single coin they possessed among themselves. ![]() |