Anne – Part 38
We continue our serialisation of Anne by Constance Fenimore Woolson “Now came the parting. Rast was to leave the island” “A promise.” “To be magnificently fulfilled in the future?” “That depends upon fate, madam; or rather circumstances.” “For my part,…
The Cayman Conspiracy comes to light after 21 years
As a young writer, David Shibli, was disaffected with his work and became homeless on the streets of New York City after gambling away his last few dollars and chasing a dream to be published. It was thought that his…
Anne – Part 37
We continue our serialisation of Anne by Constance Fenimore Woolson “he must go away and live his life” Rast’s spirits rose, and he began to laugh, and to drag his companion along at a rapid pace. They reached the edge…
Anne – Part 36
We continue our serialisation of Anne by Constance Fenimore Woolson “Annet. You are like a stone.” “Then throw me away.” At that early season the passengers were seldom pleasure-travellers, and therefore they endured the delay philosophically. It is only the…
Eva Ritvo shares her prescription for looking and feeling beautiful
South Beach psychiatrist and author Dr. Eva Ritvo is at Books & Books on Thursday, September 8 at 7pm for a discussion and signing of her inspirational guide book, The Beauty Prescription: The Complete Formula for Looking and Feeling Beautiful,…
Anne – Part 35
We continue our serialisation of Anne by Constance Fenimore Woolson “four propellers could be seen floundering in the loosened ice” “He would not if he had seen you this evening,” replied her companion. A deep flush, visible even in the…
Anne – Part 34
We continue our serialisation of Anne by Constance Fenimore Woolson “The busy priest gave little attention to the scene” “Will you have some more, then?” said Anne. Tita shook her head, and waved away her sister impatiently. “She is as…
Anne Part 33 “Miss Lois having a vehement dislike for sing-song.”
We continue our serialisation of Anne by Constance Fenimore Woolson The priest requiring no such recitation, but listening, as usual, patiently, with his eyes half closed, as the old-time schoolteacher listened to Wirt’s description of Blennerhasset’s Island. Père Michaux had…
Anne – Part 32
We continue our serialisation of Anne by Constance Fenimore Woolson “You mean that I am dull?” “There goes Père Michaux,” said the half-breeds, as the broad sail of his boat went gleaming by in the summer night, or the sound…
We continue our serialisation of Anne by Constance Fenimore Woolson “Hounds of Satan” With a fiercely delivered and eloquent selection from the strong expressions current in the Paris of his youth, the little cook made his way through the snarling…