actualvirtualjournal. com/2014/11/av9. html 'In Becoming…' Deleuze and Guattari invoke and encourage in our becomings.
Franklin County deed transfers, Aug. 7-13, 2016
Lot 19, Cumberland Avenue -- $112,000.00: Patricia C. McCormack and William H. Bowers to William F. and Kim A. Keever. Lot 22, Mill Road -- $125,000.00: Heather S. Cassner to Caleb H. Barnett. Lots 1-2, Section D, Ohio Avenue -- $14,557.99: Michelle T.
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O'Malley, Padraig; Paul L. Atwood & Patricia Peterson (Editors), University of Massachusetts Press, 2006, c2006, 1st printing, illus. soft cover (trade size paperback), fine, 303 pp with contributors, tall 8vo, nicely SIGNED & dated by Editor Padraig O'Malley (generic inscription), ISBN: 1558495355, Published in Association with the John W. McCormack Graduate School of Policy Studies, University of Massachusetts, Boston. Collectible signed copy; scarce.
Mary's Beads of Transformation
Focusing on the goal of character education, this book provides the Catholic educational community with a resource for building in students a strong sense of self, including self-identity, self-worth, and self-esteem. Four pillars of self-esteem are presented: security, autonomy, initiative, and industry. These pillars are illustrated with information on symptoms of insecurity, shame, guilt, and inferiority. Illustrations of practices educators can use to assist students in developing self-esteem are grouped under four age categories: (1) early childhood; (2) middle childhood; (3) early adolescents; and (4) administrative. Finally, strategies for using this resource as an in-service program are presented. The book's six chapters are: (1) "Understanding Student Identity Formation and the...
Homer's The Odyssey did that to me (though I did love it), as did Secret Wars by Gordon Thomas (great, and a modest length, but so loaded with names and dates and places. ) and Perdito Street Station by China Mieville (not heavy heavy, just mind-bending imaginative world-building). And James Joyce's Ulysses taunts me from the bookshelf. I started it several years ago, but set it aside unfinished in favour of a lighter, "comfort food" novel. I guess it just wasn't meant to be - at the time. Sometimes you just need a little breather like that. Someday, I'll tackle Ulysses again. And thankfully, I've learned I'm not alone in my struggle with that book. a friend told me he dealt with it the same way. I think what got me to thinking about all this were my hours with Cormack McCarthy's All the Pretty Horses this morning. When I awoke, the sky was murky gray and sheets of rain were pelting down. That tea was a signal to my brain that I was going to sit myself down and finish up this book. Don't get me wrong, I love All the Pretty Horses. in fact, this is my second reading of the novel, and I know I'll revisit it again down the road (or trail, considering the subject matter). the memoirs of TV personality Craig Ferguson. Just a light and funny diversion before I address something more substantial, perhaps Nick Rankin's Ian Fleming's Commandos, the real-life stories of the James Bond creator's exploits during WWII. a supernatural mystery I've read and enjoyed before. I used to, when the mood struck me or I was so captivated by a book, that I'd spend an entire evening in my comfy chair, feverishly flipping pages to see what happens next. But in recent years, with a job that demands a very early wake-up call, I have not had the stamina to keep my eyes open for long that late in the day. After dinner, I'm usually ready for a TV show or two, or a movie, then it's lights out. I put this down to tiredness after rising early and a long day at work, plus on some days, a six to eight kilometre run immediately after work. Yes, I think I earn the right to vegetate in front of the tube for a couple of hours on weekday evenings. It isn't often that I become so absorbed in a book that I feel I must read it all in one or two sittings. When I was a teenager, and even in my twenties and thirties, I used to start a book after dinner and read well into the small hours of the morning in order to reach the final page. During my teen years, I'd zip through several books a week, like Michael Moorcock's Elric saga. But my reading speed and stamina aren't what they used to be. In fact, I would much rather take an easy pace so that I can better savour a well-told tale. For example, the book The Historian, by Elizabeth Kostova, is one that I love to pore over unhurriedly, soaking up the details and the creeping dread atmosphere. I find I can more fully appreciate a novel this way. Sure, there are quick reads, like the Lawrence Block mysteries, my favourites being the Bernie Rhodenbarr "Burglar" books. I can race through those easy-to-digest stories, enjoying the ride immensely. It's good to mix it up with a light read now and then to let the brain recover from heavy engagement with a daunting tome. The winter time here in Canada is more conducive to reading a lot. It's a bit tricky to find time in summer, when I find myself dedicating weekend afternoons to watching the Toronto Blue Jays play ball. I'm not a sports nut by any stretch, baseball being the only pro sport I follow. and even then, only the occasional Jays game. But like I said before, a rainy Sunday morning sets the stage for some book fun. Autumn sets the stage for more indoor activities, namely those enjoyed in an easy-chair with a book. For instance, come October, I always feel compelled to haul out a collected works of Edgar Allan Poe that I've picked at a little at a time over the years. Just a story or poem or two each year, leading up to All Hallow's Eve. And if my heavy horror movie consumption that month permits, I may try to squeeze in some more seasonal fiction, such as The October Country, a collection of short macabre tales by the master, Ray Bradbury. Winter in this country can get downright nasty, though in recent years, the weather has been more moderate. The worst days are fewer and it's a bit easier to get through the cold and snowy season. I'm not a winter person. Sure, I make a short walk to and from work, and I pick up groceries within my neighbourhood. My movie viewing and book reading increases dramatically once December hits.
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