If there were an option for 3.5 stars, I would use it for this book.It was a very well-written story woven through multiple levels of time and character development. The theme of betrayal was returned to again and again, in ways that seemed simultaneously inevitable but also deeply unexpected. ...
Wonderful. Learn about genetics while getting to know a cranky, intelligent, funny little man - Dr. Benedict Lambert. Lambert is a dwarf. He is also a geneticist, and much of his drive in this field is to find out just what makes a dwarf. About 90% of "little people" are accidents. They come from...
This is a story of a family with a secret at its heart. Shortly before Dee dies, she tells her son, Thomas, that she thinks her death is a punishment. Thomas, whose own emotional life is complicated, tries to piece together his parents' lives in order to make sense of his mother's words.
The pavé glistens with rain. On the corner is a small café and next to it what was once a print shop but is now a shuttered shell, the owners departed, leaving behind nothing more than the ghost of their presence, their name on the shop sign: Imprimerie Bertrand. Paris is a city inhabited by ghos...
I received a card from my mother as well as a shirt with a tab collar that she had bought at some boutique in Liverpool — Lord John or King Cool or something. There were some records and a few other cards, from grandparents, from an aunt and uncle, from godparents. And a postcard, days late. &nbs...
To Sutri and the Etruscan country to the north of Rome. To woods and sudden gorges, to brown cliffs punctuated with tombs, and hidden, bramble-ridden staircases. Jack was driving the first car, with friends (Howard and Gemma from London, staying the weekend) in the next. Newman was in the back of...
one of the journalists present at the party asks in an article in the next edition of Die Form, the architectural review of the Deutscher Werkbund. A debate ensues in the columns of the journal. Some correspondents claim that the whole building is a lapse of political taste, an exercise in bourge...
She is a torso and a memory. There seem to be few other functions. The torso is crab-like and immobile, seated in a special chair beside the window of her room in Peace Haven, the Home for Distressed Gentlefolk in which she lives. The window looks out from the front of the house, so that she can ...