The quest for the relics continues. Travel deeper into the mysterious world of the Copernicus Legacy with the Copernicus Archives: exciting, fast-paced novellas that get you close to the characters and the heart of the adventure.Wade and the Scorpion's Claw picks up right where The Copernicus Legacy: The Forbidden Stone left off, with the Kaplan family seeking the next Copernicus relic. Now Wade, the curious, analytical, yet starry-eyed member of the group, leads the chase for another relic through the busy streets of San Francisco while on the run from one of Galina Krause's most treacherous henchmen.Perfect for fans of Rick Riordan and Ridley Pearson, Wade and the Scorpion's Claw continues the thrilling Copernicus Legacy quest and brings one of the characters into the spotlight.Supports the Common Core State Standards Views: 100
Simon Gray is the ideal teenager -- smart, reliable, hardworking, trustworthy. Or is he? After Simon crashes his car into The Liberty Tree, another portrait starts to emerge. Soon an investigation has begun into computer hacking at Simon's high school, for it seems tests are being printed out before they are given. Could Simon be involved?Simon, meanwhile, is in a coma -- but is this another appearance that may be deceiving? For inside his own head, Simon can walk around and talk to some people. He even seems to be having a curious conversation with a man who was hung for murder 200 years ago, in the branches of the same tree Simon crashed into. What can a 200-year-old murder have to do with Simon's accident? And how do we know who is really innocent and who is really guilty? Views: 100
In Such a Pretty Fat, Jen Lancaster learned how to come to terms with her body. In My Fair Lazy, she expanded her mind. Now the New York Times bestselling author gives herself—and her generation—a kick in the X, by facing her greatest challenge to date: acting her age. Jen is finally ready to put away childish things (except her Barbie Styling Head, of course) and embrace the investment-making, mortgage-carrying, life-insurance-having adult she’s become. From getting a mammogram to volunteering at a halfway house, she tackles the grown-up activities she’s resisted for years, and with each rite of passage she completes, she’ll uncover a valuable—if probably humiliating—life lesson that will ease her path to full-fledged, if reluctant, adulthood. Amazon.com ReviewJenny Lawson, author of Let’s Pretend This Never Happened, interviews Jen Lancaster Jenny Lawson: Your latest book is called Jeneration X: One Reluctant Adult’s Attempt to Unarrest Her Arrested Development; or, Why It’s Never Too Late for Her Dumb Ass to Learn Why Froot Loops Are Not for Dinner. The title itself is longer than most chapters in my own book. Did you do this on purpose just to make me feel bad?Jen Lancaster: Yes.Lawson: How many angry ferrets could you fight off if you had too? Lancaster: Trick question--see, I wouldn’t fight them off myself. Instead, I’d engage in a social media war with the angry ferrets and I’d mobilize fans to give them bad Yelp reviews and crash their Facebook pages and flood their email server. Then I’d be all, “Well, bless my buttons, I certainly can’t control the Internet! But who’s angry now, ferrets, huh? WHO’S ANGRY NOW?” (Substitute “angry ferrets” for “Ford dealership who wouldn’t give me a refund on a truck with a rolled-back odometer” and that’s how I spent one week last fall, after being inspired by one really phenomenal blogger’s “display of relevance.”) (Thank you--I got my money back!) Lawson: Same question but with ambivalent ferrets. Lancaster: I would badger said ferrets until they became angry and then refer them to question number two. Lawson: You’ve written more entertaining memoirs than anyone I’ve ever met and yet you still come up with fascinating new stories. Do you intentionally do dangerously dumb-ass stuff in the hopes that it will create new material? Or is it possible that you’re just more fascinating than the average person? If so, how do the rest of us get that life? Lancaster: I don’t like reading the same book in a different package (e.g., “Oh, noes, we maxed our credit card from shopping again!”), which is why I work hard to come up with an entirely new angle in each memoir. Also, when I engage in yearlong self-improvement projects, what I’ve learned tends to stick and I don’t make the same mistakes twice. Basically, I’ve no choice but to attempt dangerously dumb-ass stuff to create new material. Soon I’ll be wrestling gators to produce new stories, and then we’ll see how fascinating I am when I have a hook for a hand. Less so, probably. Lawson: Which toe is your favorite and why? Lancaster: That’s like asking me which of my children or my pets is my favorite! So the answer is whichever toe is my pit bull, Maisy. (Probably the pinky because it’s pugnacious and unyielding, exactly like Maisy.) Lawson: What’s one thing you are most proud of writing? Lancaster: I’m always the most proud of whatever I write next. My passion is coming up with entirely new material. For example, right now I’m working on a magical realism novel that involves mean girls, Whitesnake, and holes in the time/space continuum. (I’m so not kidding about this. Here I Go Again comes out next year.) It’s my favorite thing I’ve ever written…until I start the next manuscript. Lawson: Your life, home, and family and pets are fascinating and amazing. Why am I never invited over for Christmas? Lancaster: Consider yourself invited. I hope you like holiday cheer because ever since we moved to the suburbs, the nihilist I married has morphed into Clark W. Griswold. He has a plaid vest that he wears without a hint of irony. It’s a little frightening. Lawson: You come out with great books on such a regular basis. How do you do it? Why do you do it? (“Cash for drugs” is an acceptable answer here.) Lancaster: Have you ever reported to eight bosses? (True story.) Have you fetched coffee for some asshole with a community college degree who thinks her time’s best spent instructing you on proper stapling techniques? (Also true.) Have you ever spent three hours in a pre-meeting meeting where you have to discuss everything that’s going to happen in the actual meeting, which is then followed by the postmortem meeting, where you compare and contrast the results of the pre-meeting meeting and the meeting meeting? (Sadly true again.) Have you ever had a conversation where, at the end of the day, you’ve got to break through the clutter to architect an apples-to-apples, client-centered core competency that’s cross-platformed, bleeding edge, and scalable, yet that will help streamline your go-to market strategy without sacrificing synergy or diversity for the win-win? (FML-worthy true.) That is why I do it. Lawson: You’re a blogger and an author. Which is harder and why? Lancaster: In discussing bloggers in your book, you say, “They know that you’re broken, and most of them are, too, so they just nod and make you go take Xanax and go to bed.” The thing is? I don’t consider myself broken. I consider myself arrogant and narcissistic and self-righteous and I not-so-secretly believe I’m smarter than the average bear…which is likely why I’m never invited to eat unicorn cake at blogging conventions. So I guess being an author is easier. (I do like Xanax, though, if that helps.) Lawson: Who inspires your writing? Lancaster: I read everything--blogs, books, magazines, newspapers, zines, ebooks, bulletin boards, etc. No matter the medium, I’m most inspired by two things--a defined voice and a solid story. If you can include both these traits in your work, then I’m a fan, whether you’re a New York Times bestseller, a self-publisher, or a LiveJournaler. Good writing is inspiring. Period. Lawson: What’s the one line you won’t cross in your writing? Lancaster: You’re never going to see the ladybits v-word in my books. Ever. Lawson: Have you ever written anything you later regretted? Lancaster: Not really, no. Sometimes I’ll pen things in the heat of the moment, but publishing entails so many rounds of edits that by the time the book’s ready to print, I’ve tweaked the material enough that I’m comfortable with all that’s included. Lawson: On one of your book covers it says you learned Lucky Charms are not for dinner. On another it says you learned that Froot Loops are not for dinner. What exactly do you have against cereal? And will these books all have different covers, like when Reader’s Digest does four different covers so you have to collect them all? Also, is it too late for me to do that with my book too, because that’s pretty damn brilliant. Lancaster: Hey, I love artificially sweetened and colored cereal. My lower GI tract is another story. You can only spend so many nights crying over your ring of fire before you learn that you can’t eat like a college student anymore. As for the title change, one of those reflects what I planned to use before I saw my cover and the other came after. I was not about to put out a book where it said Lucky Charms and it showed Froot Loops. I’m still hearing from people about how the socks on Pretty in Plaid are argyle. Also? If you were to do collector covers, I’d totally buy them all. Actually, I really love this--each one could be a different one of your taxidermied pets. YOU are the brilliant one. Get on that shit.Lawson: What’s the one question I should have asked you?Lancaster: Tastes great or less filling?Lawson: Insert that question here.Lancaster: Neither. I prefer Chardonnay.Review“Jen Lancaster is in a master class when it comes to infusing books with wit and charm.”(Sarah Pekkanen )"Jen Lancaster has the kind of scathing wit that makes you wish she was your best friend but thankful she's not your new neighbor." (New York Times Bestselling Author Carrie Ryan )"She's like that friend who always says what you're thinking—just 1,000 times funnier." (People )"She's absolutely hilarious." (Chicago Sun-Times ) Views: 100
Shug Akins is a lonely, overweight thirteen-year-old boy. His mother, Glenda, is the one person who loves him--she calls him Sweet Mister and attempts to boost his confidence and give him hope for his future. Shuggie's purported father, Red, is a brutal man with a short fuse who mocks and despises the boy. Into this small-town Ozarks mix comes Jimmy Vin Pearce, with his shiny green T-bird and his smart city clothes. When he and Glenda begin a torrid affair, a series of violent events is inevitably set in motion. The outcome will break your heart. "This is Daniel Woodrell's third book set in the Ozarks and, like the other two, Give Us a Kiss and Tomato Red, it peels back the layers from lives already made bare by poverty and petty crime." --Otto Penzler, "Penzler Pick, 2001" Views: 99
Afraid To ScreamOthers may dread the chill of winter, but he relishes it. The way the frigid water preserves his victims, the feel of their icy skin beneath his fingers. . . And soon the world will see their beauty—and his vengeance.Afraid To RunThe town of Grizzly Falls is on edge in the wake of a serial killer, and Detective Selena Alvarez is no exception. That case was solved, but a new nightmare is about to unfold. There are two victims so far—their bodies found frozen solid and deliberately displayed. Both are women she knew. And each wears a piece of Selena's jewelry. . .Afraid To DieSelena's partner, Detective Regan Pescoli, and the entire department are on the case, as is P.I. Dylan O'Keefe—a man Selena got too close to once before. But this killer already knows too much about Selena's secret terror, her flaws, and the past she's tried to outrun. And soon he'll show her that she has every reason to be afraid. . . Views: 99
From the author of Something Like Summer…If the world is against you, don't give up. Find yourself a kindred spirit. Then you can start fighting back.They say Connor, the one with the crazy eyes and creepy scar, tried to kill his old man. Lately he's been seen hanging out with David, the gay guy who always eats lunch alone. They make an odd pair, the loser and the psychopath, and bad things happen to people who mess with them. Not that Connor and David are looking for trouble. Even when taking on the world, they seem more interested in each other than fighting.Kamikaze Boys is a story about breaking the chains that bind you and using them to beat down anyone that gets in your way. Better yet, it's about holding hands with the guy you love while doing so. Views: 99
This collection of literature attempts to compile many of the classic, timeless works that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, affordable price, in an attractive volume so that everyone can enjoy them. Views: 99
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XVI. Mammy A Sherlock Holmes. During the following week Independence Day was celebrated, and such had become the fame of both Mammy's luncheons and Constance's candies, that these two busy women found every moment filled more than full. Each had reason to remember another July Fourth, and Mary Willing most reason of all. The Mary Willing of this year bore little resemblance to the Mary Willing of that one, and a happier girl it would have been hard to find. Fanny was now staying with Mary, sharing with her the pretty little room in Mrs. Carruth's home, and had quite won her way into Mrs. Carruth's heart by her sweet, gentle ways. During the spring poor, shiftless Jim Willing had taken himself and his family out West, thanks to Hadyn's influence in securing for him a position upon a large farm in Minnesota, where he was not only compelled to work, but where also, thanks to Hadyn, he could not loaf and drink, for the man whom he served was not be be trifled with. In May the family had emigrated, to the intense satisfaction of those most deeply interested in Mary and Fanny, and the boundless relief of their neighbors. In the course of the week which followed her suspicions concerning Katherine Boggs, Mammy began to lay her plans, and, as usual, with her accustomed shrewdness. She did not wish Constance to suspect her interference, but she was fully resolved to get to the bottom of the matter. Mammy had already formed her opinion, and Mammy was not often wrong. Fate seemed to favor her, for one morning, when she happened to be at her counter, Elijah Sniffins entered the Arcade, and going to the cigar stand bought a cigar, which he lighted and began to smoke. He then strolled down toward the candy counter. It was a warm, sultry day,... Views: 99
