My reaction was similar to yours.
My reaction was similar to yours.
The designers who loan her outfits know what she looks like. If they cared about having her smile and stand straight, they would find a more sycophantic starlet to use as a model.
And you've nailed it in a few short sentences.
I think that she's a good actress, and it's refreshing to see someone who is clearly shy and ambivalent about all of the public scrutiny that her career involves get starring roles.
I would normally agree with your assessment, but Eagan seems to enjoy playing around with new kinds of formats. She's managed to write a surprisingly touching short-story in powerpoint presentation format, so there is hope!
My reaction to this story is one of visceral disgust - this grosses me out more than would, say, a story about someone spitting in someone else's drink (which is plenty gross and unhealthy).
You could try to advertise through your library or bookstore.
I am in the same boat, with one exception: book clubs where the purpose is social, not literary, and the books serve as a social lubricant and not as an object of study in its own right can be awesome. I was member of such a club for a while (it has died out after most members moved to new cities). Although those of…
I'm a fan of both fantasy and magic realism, and have no qualms about proclaiming my enjoyment of them publicly. But I do (as a total lay-person) think that there is a difference - magic plays a really different role in each type of book, and the overall mood/impression that the story builds up isn't the same.
Yes!
Same deal here!
Pretty much. It's funny because it's incredibly predictable (movie abortions have extremely high fatality rates, apparently), but it's still interesting.
It is! Enjoy!
Isn't this extremely common in some/most Catholic communities?
I can see where she is coming from on this one.
I think that it's only rare because identical names with different orthography are classified as separate names. Esmée/Esmee are more common.
I have a fairly uncommon name, and I still had to be called Pomme R. in class because there happened to be another one. You can'y guarantee originality, but you can guarantee that you'll be happy every time you have to call them by their name.
I don't see what's paradoxical about this law's scope. It's coherent: until the end of the first trimester, foetuses have no rights, and women can seek treatment for their condition (regardless of how it came about) through the socialized health-care system. In essence, unwanted pregnancy is treated as a medical issue…
I am not familiar with it at all, I'll have to rent that.