![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Protagonist Anna begins the novel as one of these temps, hopping from job to job to make ends meet. This is the manner in which a delightfully original premise can reveal generative possibility by centering on marginalized voices, or rather, a novel about temps for supervillains effectively critiques patriarchal capitalism. Hench is a romp of a novel that thrills and surprises, but perhaps its true merit lies in Walschots's ability to respond seriously to humorous questions. In her debut novel Hench, Natalie Zina Walschots calculates the lost wages of unpaid labor to corporations, of women to their partners, of law to failures of justice, of students to their mentors, and presents an itemized bill. Auditing the Superhero: A Review of Natalie Zina Walschots's Hench Walschots, Natalie Zina. ![]()
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![]() I mean, I know they were on their honeymoon but it just felt too isolated. ![]() I think we seriously miss the other characters who form such a big part of Mercy’s world. But, this particular installment didn’t have the tension of past books. ![]() We were introduced to a new cast of characters as the old familiars took a back seat and we found out a little more about Mercy’s heritage. The pages turned swiftly and before I realised I’d read about two thirds – but, there wasn’t to be honest a great deal of plot to this story. It was a quick read and, to be honest, I didn’t dislike it. Of course, we know that everything isn’t going to be as rosy as that, this is Mercy after all, and sure enough a new and frankly rather horrible monster is lurking in the Columbia River, eating happy campers and attracting the attention of the FBI who believe a serial killer may be on the loose. ![]() I guess this isn’t too much of a surprise as we virtually start the story with Mercy and Adam finally getting married and going off on their honeymoon. River Marked has a different feel from the other books in the series, it’s not as fast paced, gritty or, frankly, urban. Just finished reading River Marked by Patricia Briggs which brings to us the sixth in the Mercy Thompson series of books.īefore I start with this review it is possible that there will be spoilers. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() But Kristin’s first time isn’t the perfect moment she’s planned-something is very wrong. In fact, she’s decided that she’s ready to take things to the next level with him. She’s a champion hurdler with a full scholarship to college and she’s madly in love with her boyfriend. When Kristin Lattimer is voted homecoming queen, it seems like another piece of her ideal life has fallen into place. Perfect for fans of If I Was Your Girl and Ask the Passengers. and what happens when her secret is revealed to the entire school. Now in paperback-this relatable and groundbreaking story for the LGBTQIA+ audience is about a teenage girl who discovers she was born intersex. ![]() This book will open hearts and change minds.”-Stephen Chbosky, bestselling author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower “ None of the Above is a powerful story of discovering one’s true identity. ![]() ![]() It has lots of characters whose names and ages and relationships to one another you keep forgetting. My Brilliant Friend is slow, particularly at the beginning, because it is dealing with the minutiae of children’s lives. The show, overall, is very loyal to its source material-it had to be, lest the fans revolt-and so let’s be real: the book is also slow. Gaia Girace, who plays teenage Lila, is particularly striking it’s hard to look away from her when she’s on screen, which surely tracks with Ferrante’s vision. And for the record: I found all four actresses to be phenomenal, especially for being untrained, but also probably because of it. ![]() But its slowness is part of what makes it great television. ![]() I have now seen the first six episodes of My Brilliant Friend, and I can tell you: it is slow. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Sousa is professor of history at Occidental. Though catastrophic depopulation, economic pressures, and the imposition of Christianity slowly eroded indigenous women's status following the Spanish conquest, Sousa argues that gender relations remained more complementary than patriarchal, with women maintaining a unique position across the first two centuries of colonial rule. Lauren Lipton, author of Mating Rituals of the North American WASP Between Heaven and Texas should be the book every contemporary womens fiction reader. ![]() Drawing on a rich collection of archival, textual, and pictorial sources, she traces the shifts in women's economic, political, and social standing to evaluate the influence of Spanish ideologies on native attitudes and practices around sex and gender in the first several generations after contact. In an ambitious and wide-ranging social and cultural history of gender relations among indigenous peoples of New Spain, from the Spanish conquest through the first half of the 18th century, Sousa focuses on four native groups in highland Mexico and traces cross-cultural similarities and differences in the roles and status attributed to women in pre-Hispanic and colonial Mesoamerica. The Woman Who Turned Into a Jaguar, and Other Narratives of Native Women in Archives of Colonial Mexico, by Lisa Sousa (Stanford University Press $63). ![]() ![]() They face challenges in getting along with one another (and with the guests), in overcoming the hotel's bad reputation, and in surviving the (mostly) harmless shenanigans of Grace Hadley herself - who won't stop haunting the hotel until her murder is acknowledged. Xavier hires Nantucket sweetheart Lizbet Keaton as his general manager, and Lizbet, in turn, pulls together a charismatic, if inexperienced, staff who share the vision of turning the fate of the hotel around. ![]() ![]() Goodreads says, " After a tragic fire in 1922 that killed 19-year-old chambermaid, Grace Hadley, The Hotel Nantucket descended from a gilded age gem to a mediocre budget-friendly lodge to inevitably an abandoned eyesore - until it's purchased and renovated top to bottom by London billionaire, Xavier Darling. ![]() ![]() See, Stella is bad at sex, or so she says. Stella is autistic, as is the author, and so, no one can say that it is not authentic.īut the storyline is not, however, very realistic. How lovely that this is an #ownvoices novel. And the pattern that emerges will convince Stella that love is the best kind of logic… ![]() Soon, their no-nonsense partnership starts making a strange kind of sense. The Vietnamese and Swedish stunner can’t afford to turn down Stella’s offer, and agrees to help her check off all the boxes on her lesson plan–from foreplay to more-than-missionary position… Before long, Stella not only learns to appreciate his kisses, but to crave all the other things he’s making her feel. Which is why she hires escort Michael Phan. Her conclusion: she needs lots of practice–with a professional. ![]() It doesn’t help that Stella has Asperger’s and French kissing reminds her of a shark getting its teeth cleaned by pilot fish. ![]() She comes up with algorithms to predict customer purchases–a job that has given her more money than she knows what to do with, and way less experience in the dating department than the average thirty-year-old. Stella Lane thinks math is the only thing that unites the universe. Genres & Themes: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Autism, Relationships, Erotica ![]() ![]() ![]() Since the mid-1990s and Colin Firth’s decidedly non-canon jump in a lake, Austen has spawned a lucrative cottage industry, inspiring everything from a publishing sub-genre to web series to travel itineraries to merchandise littered with her quotations, silhouette, and characters. This has made Austen a rich source for film and television adaptation from traditional iterations like the Laurence Olivier Pride and Prejudice (1940) and Emma Thompson Sense and Sensibility (1995) to modern retellings like Clueless (1995) and Bridget Jones’ Diary (2001) to the newest take on her work, Whit Stillman’s Love and Friendship. Since the publication of Sense and Sensibility in 1811, Jane Austen’s characters and heroines have captured the imaginations of readers-and those readers have related to them in their realness. ![]() Long before women were debating whether they were a Carrie, Charlotte, Samantha or Miranda, they were contemplating whether they were more an Elizabeth Bennet, Elinor Dashwood, Anne Eliot or Emma Woodhouse. ![]() ![]() ![]() I felt Alessio shift, his shirt moving against my sensitive skin and I bit my lips, trying to hide another moan. ![]() My eyes moved desperately around the room, trying to find something that would keep me grounded. I inhaled a desperate breath, moving my eyes away from his, looking everywhere but at him. His touch traveled all the way down to my body and I pressed my legs together. The rough pad of his thumb rubbed over my full soft lips, and I gasped at the sensation. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I felt sure that he knew. His heat enveloped my body and I didn’t feel cold anymore. So close that it would have been impossible to even push a thin string in between us. His fingers were firm on my chin, holding my head still as he moved in closer until our bodies were plastered together. My eyes snapped open and I looked up at Alessio. ![]() ![]() The other adults are believably flawed, but bracingly strong and reliable. In some ways, Plain City is the obverse of Cousins: this father, homeless and a con man, is probably unreclaimable, though he, too, helps his daughter at a critical moment. Bulaire almost decides to go with him, as he unrealistically suggests, and does give him money, as (they now tell her) his half-sisters and ex-wife have often done. Though ``Junior'' is evidently unbalanced, he does seem to care about her and though he begs for a ``stake,'' he also returns some of her ``back time''-family photos and mementoes that had mysteriously vanished. On a bitter cold day, Bulaire, dazzled by snow, is rescued by her dad and taken to his cave under the Interstate, Grady following. Now, in winter, she's angry-with Grady, who teases in class but seems friendly when he follows her on long walks and-after she hears that her father isn't dead, as she's been told, but in town-with her mother Bluezy, often away singing gigs, and with the aunts and uncle who care for her. ![]() ![]() At 12, Bulaire has reason to ponder her identity a bright, prickly loner, she wonders if her looks-changeable blue-green eyes, ``golden Rasta twists,'' pale skin that summer tans ``to near-chocolate lightly washed in burnt orange''-are why she's at odds with her darker friends and relatives. ![]() |