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...Yoshimasa and the Silver Pavilion is a dense little book, packed almost to overflowing with information, and one that richly rewards the careful reader. Keene is a graceful, entertaining companion, writing with a refreshing lack of pomposity. "The alliances and disputes of the warrior families at this time are hard to remember," he confesses, "because the sides changed so often and the names of the participants were so similar." (Just what I was thinking, says the reader.) Yet the book is always authoritative and lucid. Anyone curious about the development of the legendary style of Japan will find...
...mention popular) story of schoolboy lust that he defended as realistic but many denounced as misogynistic pornography. And Burgess has plenty of company; in fact, with teen-fiction shelves groaning under the weight of cautionary tales about sex, drugs, divorce or delinquency, it's little wonder many young readers scurry off to the fantasy section instead. But one writer of teen fiction has proven herself both frank and frankly worth reading. Malorie Blackman's 2001 best seller Noughts and Crosses transcended the kid-lit clichés even as it staked out disputed new turf for youth fiction...
...lady (whom he refers to as "the Goddess"). It's not that he and his friends aren't laddishly funny--their handy rule for movies is "If it's in another language, it has to have kicking in it"--but after a while the wisecracks become relentless, and a reader might suspect they don't cover anything deeper than a desperate need to be liked. One feels not so much entertained by Booty Nomad...
Desk: Jones appears to be an avid reader. Her bookshelf includes Al Franken’s recent Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them, Beginners’ Swedish, and a collection of Steven Pinker books. Kauble happens upon a ball of yarn. “Oh, she’s a knitter!” he exclaims. Upon further exploration, more balls of yarn emerge. “She’s obviously going all out on this—she’s got three balls of this shit! She must be making a whole wardrobe...
...slavery in this country, only one wrote a book-length account of her life. Her name was Harriet Jacobs, and her autobiography, Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl, has one of the more satisfyingly tart closing lines in American literature. Instead of ending with marriage, she writes, "Reader, my story ends with freedom." But Jacobs' story--and the lives of other women who had been enslaved--did not end with freedom. Nor did their troubles...