How can one man own another man? What takes place in the heads of such men? How could slavery ever have been seen as natural and normal? This novel explores that most odd of relationships.
How can one man own another man? What takes place in the heads of such men? How could slavery ever have been seen as natural and normal? This novel ex...
If travel is "broadening" then John Sawyer's adventures in the Land of the Dacks, an ancient third world country, are quite transformative. And he becomes a new man. This is also a novel of ideas
If travel is "broadening" then John Sawyer's adventures in the Land of the Dacks, an ancient third world country, are quite transformative. And he bec...
Chronicling the extraordinary life of the Spanish artist Luis Quintanilla, who was championed by Ernest Hemingway, John Dos Passos, Elliot Paul, and many other American and European writers and artists, "Waiting at the Shore "is an enthralling biography that features Quintanilla s illustrations throughout. In 1912, a young Quintanilla ran off to Montmartre where, under the influence of his fellow countryman Juan Gris, he began his artistic career as a Cubist. Returning to Madrid before the war, he befriended prominent Spaniards, including Juan Negrin, the premier during the Spanish Civil War....
Chronicling the extraordinary life of the Spanish artist Luis Quintanilla, who was championed by Ernest Hemingway, John Dos Passos, Elliot Paul, and m...
Ernest Hemingway stood out in a significant manner back in the fifties. He had a beard. And he went about flaunting his beard in an ""I don't give a damn"" manner. We should remember that the fifties were a time of great conformity. Those who flouted society by wearing a beard could be severely punished. Today such a rigid display of personal conformity may seem odd. Few people would care about such facial hair. But that's the way it was back then. This then is a novel about the ridiculous. Through a variety of deviations we, the human race, continue to create a great deal of needless...
Ernest Hemingway stood out in a significant manner back in the fifties. He had a beard. And he went about flaunting his beard in an ""I don't give a d...
These modest lines which I wouldn't dare call poetry for lacking the power of art may at least bring a smile or a new thought into bold momentary relief for being something new, unexpected, though not very deep or certainly profound. My voice may be odd, too and may not harmonize immediately or comfortably with your own inner voice or what you expect or hope for in lines like these. And you may be right But if there's any worth in these words and if they touch a few hearts and minds and spirits perhaps a certain commonality may have briefly come to life here among us and the foolishness and...
These modest lines which I wouldn't dare call poetry for lacking the power of art may at least bring a smile or a new thought into bold momentary reli...