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...Liberia since 2003, the highest number of aid dollars spent per capita anywhere in the world. Clinton and President Johnson Sirleaf's camaraderie is an indication that U.S. support of Liberia will continue. At a lunch event, Clinton even promised President Johnson Sirleaf she would soon read her recent memoir, This Child Will Be Great. Read "In Liberia, Sirleaf's Past Sullies her Clean Image" Read "Sweet Ride: Surfing in Liberia...
...have had some appeal when it started, once the war against Betty Crocker had been won and when irreverent mommy bloggers were confessing their sins as far as the mouse could reach. There was something liberating about the eyebrow-cocked, white-wine-swilling posture of the saucy parenting memoir. It felt fresh, a rebuke to the perfectionism displayed every day by the overly tidy mothers on morning television. (See TIME's parenting covers...
...core, though, he was a storyteller for everyone. "The lessons I have learned are not limited to race, gender or sexual orientation," Harris said upon publishing his memoir, What Becomes of the Brokenhearted. "Anyone can overcome a broken heart. Every life is a story worth telling...
...Budd Wilson Schulberg was born in New York on March 27, 1914, the son of Benjamin Perceval (B.P.) Schulberg, who became the production boss at Paramount, the most glamorous of the young studios. For Budd, as he wrote in the memoir Moving Pictures, Hollywood "was Home Sweet Home, a lovely place to play with lions and alligators, to ride my bike down lanes of pine and pepper trees, and to make lemonade from my own lemon tree." While B.P. rode herd over Cecil B. De Mille and Ernst Lubitsch, Gary Cooper and Marlene Dietrich, the teenage Budd enjoyed the attention...
...heft - Skurnick is certainly capable of it - and fewer of the cheery colloquialisms that were apparently needed to hold the fleeting attention of the average Web surfer. Many essays feel too slim and too eager to please rather than provoke. And as intimate as its tone is, this "reading memoir" lacks a broader sense of Skurnick herself. A tougher editor would have sharpened Skurnick's focus, and it would have paid off. When she introduces you to, say, Paterson's Jacob Have I Loved, with its depiction of sisterly jealousy as a "painful, enduring state," she convinces you that your...