<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:53:29.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great books</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>312</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3653057208253113278</id><published>2011-11-02T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:44:46.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie Kinsella - The Undomestic Goddess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JV_QXZkLQkE/TrGdqXxMGdI/AAAAAAAABA0/t-LV9mi7G_c/s1600/domestic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JV_QXZkLQkE/TrGdqXxMGdI/AAAAAAAABA0/t-LV9mi7G_c/s320/domestic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670486757096561106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="ugc"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The story of a girl who needs to slow down. To find herself. To fall in love. And to discover what an iron is for ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   Samantha is a high-powered lawyer in London. She works all hours, has  no home life, and cares only about getting a partnership. She thrives on  the pressure and adrenaline. Until one day ... she makes a mistake. A  mistake so huge, it'll wreck her career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  She walks right out of  the office, gets on the first train she sees, and finds herself in the  middle of nowhere. Asking for directions at a big, beautiful house, she  is mistaken for the interviewee housekeeper and finds herself being  offered the job. They have no idea they've hired a Cambridge-educated  lawyer with an IQ of 158 - Samantha has no idea how to work the oven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   Disaster ensues. It's chaos as Samantha battles with the washing  machine ... the ironing board ... and attempts to cook a cordon bleu  dinnner. But gradually, she falls in love with her new life in a wholly  unexpected way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Will her employers ever discover the truth? Will  Samantha's old life ever catch up with her? And if it does ... will she  want it back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3653057208253113278?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3653057208253113278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3653057208253113278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3653057208253113278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3653057208253113278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/sophie-kinsella-undomestic-goddess.html' title='Sophie Kinsella - The Undomestic Goddess'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JV_QXZkLQkE/TrGdqXxMGdI/AAAAAAAABA0/t-LV9mi7G_c/s72-c/domestic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3028759101660118144</id><published>2011-11-02T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:40:14.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Susan Elizabeth Phillips - It had to be you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vjqL2SnFGqY/TrGcgUfuX5I/AAAAAAAABAo/nJu72DTuBtw/s1600/it-had-to-be-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vjqL2SnFGqY/TrGcgUfuX5I/AAAAAAAABAo/nJu72DTuBtw/s320/it-had-to-be-you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670485484907683730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Windy City isn't quite ready for Phoebe Somerville -- the  outrageous, curvaceous New York knockout who has just inherited the  Chicago Stars football team. And Phoebe is  definitely  not prepared for  the Stars' head coach Dan Celebow, a sexist jock taskmaster with a  one-track mind. Celebow is everything Phoebe abhors. And the sexy new  boss is everything Dan despises -- a meddling bimbo who doesn't know a  pigskin from a pitcher's mound.  So why is he drawn to the shameless  sexpot like a heat-seeking missile? And why does the coach's good ol'  boy charm leave cosmopolitan Phoebe feeling awkward, tongue-tied....and  ready to fight?  The sexy, heartwarming, and hilarious "prequel" to  Susan Elizabeth Phillip's  This Heart of Mine  -- her sensational  bestsellng blockbuster --  It Had To Be You  is an enchanting story of  two stubborn people who believe in playing for keeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3028759101660118144?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3028759101660118144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3028759101660118144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3028759101660118144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3028759101660118144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/susan-elizabeth-phillips-it-had-to-be.html' title='Susan Elizabeth Phillips - It had to be you'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vjqL2SnFGqY/TrGcgUfuX5I/AAAAAAAABAo/nJu72DTuBtw/s72-c/it-had-to-be-you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-8328131701919513851</id><published>2011-11-02T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:37:20.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Susan Elizabeth Phillips - This heart of mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVy-8e1YWPQ/TrGb4Kd9f_I/AAAAAAAABAc/U1o53zY3KsE/s1600/9780380808083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVy-8e1YWPQ/TrGb4Kd9f_I/AAAAAAAABAc/U1o53zY3KsE/s320/9780380808083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670484795021164530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Molly Somerville loves her career as the creator of the Daphne the Bunny  children's book series, but the rest of her life could use some  improvement. She has a reputation for trouble that started even before  she gave away her fifteen-million-dollar inheritance. Then there's her  long-term crush on the quarterback for the Chicago Stars football team  her sister owns -- that awful, gorgeous Kevin Tucker, a man who can't  even remember Molly's name!  One night Kevin barges into Molly's  not-quite-perfect life and turns it upside down. Unfortunately, the  Ferrari-driving, poodle-hating jock isn't as shallow as she wishes he  were, and she soon finds herself at a place called Wind Lake. Surrounded  by paintbox cottages, including a charming old bed-and-breakfast, Molly  and Kevin battle their attraction and each other as they face one of  life's most important lessons. Sometimes love hurts, sometimes it makes  you mad as hell, and sometimes -- if you're lucky -- it can heal in a  most unexpected way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-8328131701919513851?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8328131701919513851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=8328131701919513851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8328131701919513851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8328131701919513851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/susan-elizabeth-phillips-this-heart-of.html' title='Susan Elizabeth Phillips - This heart of mine'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVy-8e1YWPQ/TrGb4Kd9f_I/AAAAAAAABAc/U1o53zY3KsE/s72-c/9780380808083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3785981442947224490</id><published>2011-11-02T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:33:50.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melissa Hill - Please forgive me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5iRZpZP3Nvs/TrGbF5JEdSI/AAAAAAAABAQ/mL5f85M3Zuc/s1600/please%2Bforgive%2Bme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5iRZpZP3Nvs/TrGbF5JEdSI/AAAAAAAABAQ/mL5f85M3Zuc/s320/please%2Bforgive%2Bme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670483931376678178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="ugc"&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don’t you wish you could change your life? Leonie  thinks she has. The day she leaves for San Francsico, not even her best  friend knows where she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now she’s living in a gorgeous  apartment, working in a flower shop, beginning to make new friends.  Things couldn’t be more different. Until she stumbles on a bundle of  mysterious love letters, and begins to wonder if maybe, instead of  running away, she needs to start remembering all she’s left behind . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3785981442947224490?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3785981442947224490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3785981442947224490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3785981442947224490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3785981442947224490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/melissa-hill-please-forgive-me.html' title='Melissa Hill - Please forgive me'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5iRZpZP3Nvs/TrGbF5JEdSI/AAAAAAAABAQ/mL5f85M3Zuc/s72-c/please%2Bforgive%2Bme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6875017564198861065</id><published>2011-11-02T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:31:12.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celia Rees - Pirates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vj3sVabIRNY/TrGaQazOw2I/AAAAAAAABAE/8wN4jL3TrDE/s1600/pirates_rejacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vj3sVabIRNY/TrGaQazOw2I/AAAAAAAABAE/8wN4jL3TrDE/s320/pirates_rejacket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670483012698948450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="ugc"&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nancy Kington, daughter of a rich merchant,  suddenly orphaned when her father dies, is sent to live on her family's  plantation in Jamaica. Disgusted by the treatment of the slaves and her  brother's willingness to marry her off, she and one of the slaves,  Minerva, run away and join a band of pirates. For both girls the pirate  life is their only chance for freedom in a society where both are  treated like property... rather than individuals! Together they go in  search of adventure, love, and a new life that breaks all restrictions  of gender, race, and position. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Told through Nancy's writings, their adventures will appeal to readers across the spectrum and around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6875017564198861065?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6875017564198861065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6875017564198861065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6875017564198861065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6875017564198861065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/celia-rees-pirates.html' title='Celia Rees - Pirates'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vj3sVabIRNY/TrGaQazOw2I/AAAAAAAABAE/8wN4jL3TrDE/s72-c/pirates_rejacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-604727418942153935</id><published>2011-11-02T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:26:25.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dalia Sofer - The Septembers of Shiraz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aN6mGli305s/TrGZXPMZkPI/AAAAAAAAA_4/D89y-_Xtn8c/s1600/septembers-shiraz-dalia-sofer-hardcover-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aN6mGli305s/TrGZXPMZkPI/AAAAAAAAA_4/D89y-_Xtn8c/s320/septembers-shiraz-dalia-sofer-hardcover-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670482030330745074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the aftermath of the Iranian revolution, rare-gem dealer Isaac Amin  is arrested, wrongly accused of being a spy. Terrified by his  disappearance, his family must reconcile a new world of cruelty and  chaos with the collapse of everything they have known.     As Isaac  navigates the tedium and terrors of prison, forging tenuous trusts, his  wife feverishly searches for him, suspecting, all the while, that their  once-trusted housekeeper has turned on them and is now acting as an  informer. And as his daughter, in a childlike attempt to stop the wave  of baseless arrests, engages in illicit activities, his son, sent to New  York before the rise of the Ayatollahs, struggles to find happiness  even as he realizes that his family may soon be forced to embark on a  journey of incalculable danger.     A page-turning literary debut,  The  Septembers of Shiraz  simmers with questions of identity, alienation,  and love, not simply for a spouse or a child, but for all the intangible  sights and smells of the place we call home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-604727418942153935?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/604727418942153935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=604727418942153935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/604727418942153935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/604727418942153935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/dalia-sofer-septembers-of-shiraz.html' title='Dalia Sofer - The Septembers of Shiraz'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aN6mGli305s/TrGZXPMZkPI/AAAAAAAAA_4/D89y-_Xtn8c/s72-c/septembers-shiraz-dalia-sofer-hardcover-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-5314498816691141631</id><published>2011-11-02T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:23:29.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Henry Miller - Tropic of cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IdyWfkkfr3o/TrGYno27HmI/AAAAAAAAA_s/ngCsEYvF7wU/s1600/0802131786.01._SX240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IdyWfkkfr3o/TrGYno27HmI/AAAAAAAAA_s/ngCsEYvF7wU/s320/0802131786.01._SX240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670481212586270306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now hailed as an American classic, Tropic of Cancer, Henry Miller's  masterpiece, was banned as obscene in the USA for 27 years after its  publication in Paris in 1934. Only a historic court ruling that changed  American censorship standards permitted the publication of this first  volume of Miller's famed mixture of memoir and fiction, which chronicles  with unapologetic gusto the bawdy adventures of a young expatriate  writer, his friends, and the characters they meet in Paris in the 1930s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-5314498816691141631?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5314498816691141631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=5314498816691141631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5314498816691141631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5314498816691141631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/henry-miller-tropic-of-cancer.html' title='Henry Miller - Tropic of cancer'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IdyWfkkfr3o/TrGYno27HmI/AAAAAAAAA_s/ngCsEYvF7wU/s72-c/0802131786.01._SX240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1895554107604370434</id><published>2011-11-02T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:20:14.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jules Verne - 20.000 leagues under the sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AB2rn0xf8ns/TrGX3MGA-OI/AAAAAAAAA_g/sK-aRtHy9pY/s1600/JULES_VERNE_20%252C000_Leagues_Under_The_Sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AB2rn0xf8ns/TrGX3MGA-OI/AAAAAAAAA_g/sK-aRtHy9pY/s320/JULES_VERNE_20%252C000_Leagues_Under_The_Sea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670480380231219426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="ugc"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When a huge, and glowing sea monster attacks and  wrecks several ships, French professor Professor Arronax joins an US  mission to hunt for the mysterious beast. The professor soon finds  himself aboard the submarine beast Nautilus and a "guest" of Captain  Nemo who is intent on exploring the ocean depths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The French title  of this novel is Vingt mille lieues sous les mers. This is accurately  translated as Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the SEAS - rather than the  SEA, as with many English editions. Verne's novel features a tour of the  major oceans, and the term Leagues in its title is used as a measure  not of depth but distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1895554107604370434?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1895554107604370434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1895554107604370434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1895554107604370434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1895554107604370434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/jules-verne-20000-leagues-under-sea.html' title='Jules Verne - 20.000 leagues under the sea'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AB2rn0xf8ns/TrGX3MGA-OI/AAAAAAAAA_g/sK-aRtHy9pY/s72-c/JULES_VERNE_20%252C000_Leagues_Under_The_Sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-4074137695662790633</id><published>2011-11-02T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:15:39.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan Simmons - A winter haunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KObYQdj16Xo/TrGW1snhHhI/AAAAAAAAA_U/4oMS9BeWj8o/s1600/a-winter-haunting-dan-simmons-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KObYQdj16Xo/TrGW1snhHhI/AAAAAAAAA_U/4oMS9BeWj8o/s320/a-winter-haunting-dan-simmons-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670479255090306578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A once-respected college professor and novelist, Dale Stewart has  sabotaged his career and his marriage -- and now darkness is closing in  on him. In the last hours of Halloween he has returned to the dying town  of Elm Haven, his boyhood home, where he hopes to find peace in  isolation. But moving into a long-deserted farmhouse on the far  outskirts of town -- the one-time residence of a strange and brilliant  friend who lost his young life in a grisly "accident" back in the  terrible summer of 1960 -- is only the latest in his long succession of  recent mistakes. Because Dale is not alone here. He has been followed to  this house of shadows by private demons who are now twisting his  reality into horrifying new forms. And a thick, blanketing early snow is  starting to fall ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-4074137695662790633?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4074137695662790633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=4074137695662790633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4074137695662790633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4074137695662790633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/dan-simmons-winter-haunting.html' title='Dan Simmons - A winter haunting'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KObYQdj16Xo/TrGW1snhHhI/AAAAAAAAA_U/4oMS9BeWj8o/s72-c/a-winter-haunting-dan-simmons-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-8835949607692482337</id><published>2011-11-02T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:13:16.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colleen McCullough - The thorn birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9eTV4Ewpa2Q/TrGWQkUjE7I/AAAAAAAAA_I/uX0uvgXjbSo/s1600/thorn-birds-colleen-mccullough-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9eTV4Ewpa2Q/TrGWQkUjE7I/AAAAAAAAA_I/uX0uvgXjbSo/s320/thorn-birds-colleen-mccullough-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670478617208099762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Colleen McCullough's sweeping saga of dreams, struggles, dark passions,  and forbidden love in the Australian Outback has enthralled readers the  world over. This is the chronicle of three generations of Clearys,  ranchers carving lives from a beautiful, hard land while contending with  the bitterness, frailty, and secrets that penetrate their family. Most  of all, it is the story of only daughter Meggie and her lifelong  relationship with the haunted priest Father Ralph de Bricassart—an  intense joining of two hearts and souls that dangerously oversteps  sacred boundaries of ethics and dogma.   A poignant love story, a  powerful epic of struggle and sacrifice, a celebration of individuality  and spirit, Colleen McCullough's acclaimed masterwork remains a  monumental literary achievement—a landmark novel to be cherished and  read again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-8835949607692482337?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8835949607692482337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=8835949607692482337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8835949607692482337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8835949607692482337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/colleen-mccullough-thorn-birds.html' title='Colleen McCullough - The thorn birds'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9eTV4Ewpa2Q/TrGWQkUjE7I/AAAAAAAAA_I/uX0uvgXjbSo/s72-c/thorn-birds-colleen-mccullough-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1562701098778853448</id><published>2011-11-02T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:10:00.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carl Hiaasen - Skinny Dip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJ8qlP_wQmo/TrGVgbbaPYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/2geH0GcsQqE/s1600/skinny_dip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJ8qlP_wQmo/TrGVgbbaPYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/2geH0GcsQqE/s320/skinny_dip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670477790187240834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Charles "Chaz" Perrone fancies himself a take-charge kind of guy. So  when this "biologist by default" suspects that his curvaceous wife,  Joey, has stumbled onto a profitable pollution scam he's running on  behalf of Florida agribusiness mogul Red Hammernut, he sets out right  away to solve the problem--by heaving Joey off the deck of a luxury  cruise liner and into the Atlantic Ocean, far from Key West.  But--whoops!--Joey, a former swimming champ, doesn't drown. Instead, as  Carl Hiaasen tells in his 10th adult novel, Skinny Dip, she makes her  way back to shore, thanks both to a wayward bale of Jamaican marijuana  and lonerish ex-cop Mick Stranahan (Skin Tight, 1989), and then launches  a bogus blackmail campaign that's guaranteed to drive her lazy,  libidinous hubby into a self-protective frenzy.You've got to hand it to  Hiaasen: He's perfected a formula for crisply written, satirical crime  fiction that makes the best use of imaginatively repulsive villains, as  well as less thoroughly venal scoundrels and victims who ultimately  overcome their antagonists, all while stumping for the preservation of  Florida's environment, particularly the Everglades. In Skinny Dip, we  find Chaz (who'd rather be golfing than puttering around the "hot,  buggy, funky-smelling and treacherous" reaches of nature) falsifying  water samples to help Hammernut turn the 'Glades into "God's septic  tank." That scheme, though, is endangered not just by Joey's sudden  disappearance, but by the suspicions of a python-loving police detective  and Chaz's own outstanding inability to tame his Viagra-enhanced  tumescence. Even by assigning Chaz a baby-sitter--the hulking, hirsute,  and painkiller-addicted Tool--Hammernut can't keep his pet biologist out  of trouble. As Joey and Stranahan unfold their revenge plot, and Tool's  conscience grows in competition with Chaz's ego, the reader can only  marvel at the extent of the train wreck ahead.As much fun as Hiaasen has  delivering Chaz his climactic comeuppance, what's missing from Skinny  Dip is a more complex, more credible development of  Stranahan's  character and the relationship he builds with the much younger Joey  Perrone. Like Erin Grant, from Strip Tease, Joey has far more going for  her than her bra-cup size; but "hero" Stranahan is of far less interest  here than any of his fellow players.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1562701098778853448?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1562701098778853448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1562701098778853448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1562701098778853448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1562701098778853448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/carl-hiaasen-skinny-dip.html' title='Carl Hiaasen - Skinny Dip'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJ8qlP_wQmo/TrGVgbbaPYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/2geH0GcsQqE/s72-c/skinny_dip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-724074262694143853</id><published>2011-11-02T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:07:52.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne Rice - Violin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oPZRNqKlInw/TrGVA9oby0I/AAAAAAAAA-w/CJPWuMsa4LE/s1600/violin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oPZRNqKlInw/TrGVA9oby0I/AAAAAAAAA-w/CJPWuMsa4LE/s320/violin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670477249612860226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Triana's grief is deep and almost boundless.  Death has marked her, and  taken her husband.  Now only the music in her dreams can carry her from  night to night.  And now, into those dreams, into those nights, comes  Stefan, the restless, tormented ghost of a Russian aristocrat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stefan's  musical genius will first enchant Triana, then dominate her so that she  will be drawn into the cruel past in which he lived his earthly life.   Finally Triana will find herself in the realm of ghosts and spectres  where an ally awaits her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-724074262694143853?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/724074262694143853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=724074262694143853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/724074262694143853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/724074262694143853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/anne-rice-violin.html' title='Anne Rice - Violin'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oPZRNqKlInw/TrGVA9oby0I/AAAAAAAAA-w/CJPWuMsa4LE/s72-c/violin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-9222521869689400069</id><published>2011-11-02T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:05:31.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anita Loos - Gentlemen Prefer Blondes -and- But Gentlemen Marry Brunettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXpnY_TsJKI/TrGUdmd7nII/AAAAAAAAA-k/au4wuruVd0g/s1600/51pROpANuJL._SL500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXpnY_TsJKI/TrGUdmd7nII/AAAAAAAAA-k/au4wuruVd0g/s320/51pROpANuJL._SL500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670476642099371138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The incomparable adventures of Lorelei Lee, a little girl from Little  Rock who takes the world by storm. Anita Loos first published the  diaries of the ultimate gold-digging blonde in the flapper days of 1925.  Now GENTLEMEN PREFER BLONDES and its brunette sequel are together at  last in a two-in-one volume, complete with the original hilarious Ralph  Barton illustrations throughout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-9222521869689400069?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9222521869689400069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=9222521869689400069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9222521869689400069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9222521869689400069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/anita-loos-gentlemen-prefer-blondes-and.html' title='Anita Loos - Gentlemen Prefer Blondes -and- But Gentlemen Marry Brunettes'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXpnY_TsJKI/TrGUdmd7nII/AAAAAAAAA-k/au4wuruVd0g/s72-c/51pROpANuJL._SL500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6154439414853580585</id><published>2011-11-02T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:01:29.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Montefiore - Meet Me Under the Ombu Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKr2rZ0Ns2s/TrGThE8uEOI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/hMCpq8JRK7g/s1600/meet-me-under-ombu-tree-santa-montefiore-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKr2rZ0Ns2s/TrGThE8uEOI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/hMCpq8JRK7g/s320/meet-me-under-ombu-tree-santa-montefiore-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670475602309550306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Spoilt, wilful, resourceful and proud, Sofia Solanas grows up on a  magnificent ranch in the middle of the Argentine pampas, loved by all  around her. All, that is, except her Irish mother, Anna, who punishes  her daughter for her own sense of alienation and inadequacy while doting  on her sons.  When a horrified Anna discovers that Sofia has embarked  on a passionate love affair that can only bring shame upon the family,  she sends Sofia away to Europe, inadvertently exiling her from her  family and the man she loves for over twenty years. And then a family  tragedy calls Sofia home.  Following the story of the Solanas family in  Argentina during the tumultous years of political upheaval, and Sofia's  life in exile, MEET ME UNDER THE OMBU TREE is a moving, evocative and  unforgettable story of love and forgiveness from a brilliant new voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6154439414853580585?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6154439414853580585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6154439414853580585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6154439414853580585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6154439414853580585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/santa-montefiore-meet-me-under-ombu.html' title='Santa Montefiore - Meet Me Under the Ombu Tree'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKr2rZ0Ns2s/TrGThE8uEOI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/hMCpq8JRK7g/s72-c/meet-me-under-ombu-tree-santa-montefiore-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-5873070685304390395</id><published>2011-11-02T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:56:35.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Astrid Lindgren - Pippi Longstocking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEGdd2QQwNw/TrGSXkMebeI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ycK0B5QHEJw/s1600/pippi-longstocking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEGdd2QQwNw/TrGSXkMebeI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ycK0B5QHEJw/s320/pippi-longstocking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670474339386813922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is the story of Pippi Longstocking who lives in the Villa Villekula  and her horse and monkey (Mr. NIilsson). Pippi is stronger than any  policeman ever seen in all the world and is forever rushing from one  adventure to the other with her red pigtails that stick straight out and  her mistmatched stockings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-5873070685304390395?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5873070685304390395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=5873070685304390395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5873070685304390395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5873070685304390395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/astrid-lindgren-pippi-longstocking.html' title='Astrid Lindgren - Pippi Longstocking'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEGdd2QQwNw/TrGSXkMebeI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ycK0B5QHEJw/s72-c/pippi-longstocking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1532765464947414745</id><published>2011-11-02T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:54:18.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Felix Salten - Bambi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7fgmjgWtoo/TrGR1vGoP6I/AAAAAAAAA-A/1lHcuNF7reI/s1600/Bambi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7fgmjgWtoo/TrGR1vGoP6I/AAAAAAAAA-A/1lHcuNF7reI/s320/Bambi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670473758199529378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The Prince of the Forest    Bambi's life in the woods begins happily.  There are forest animals to play with -- Friend Hare, the chattery  squirrel, the noisy screech owl, and Bambi's twin cousins, frail Gobo  and beautiful Faline.   But winter comes, and Bambi learns that the  woods hold danger -- and things he doesn't understand. The first  snowfall makes food hard to find. Bambi's father, a handsome stag, roams  the forest, but leaves Bambi and his mother alone.   Then there is Man.  He comes to the forest with weapons that can wound an animal. He does  terrible things to Gobo, to Bambi's mother, and even to Bambi. But He  can't keep Bambi from growing into a handsome stag himself, and  becoming...the Prince of the Forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1532765464947414745?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1532765464947414745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1532765464947414745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1532765464947414745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1532765464947414745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/felix-salten-bambi.html' title='Felix Salten - Bambi'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7fgmjgWtoo/TrGR1vGoP6I/AAAAAAAAA-A/1lHcuNF7reI/s72-c/Bambi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-643261509092579299</id><published>2011-11-02T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:51:42.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frances Mayes - Under the Tuscan Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Yt_YYFdiXc/TrGROvJ7ewI/AAAAAAAAA90/wAwT79hw77k/s1600/under-the-tuscan-sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Yt_YYFdiXc/TrGROvJ7ewI/AAAAAAAAA90/wAwT79hw77k/s320/under-the-tuscan-sun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670473088198474498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frances Mayes--widely published poet, gourmet cook, and travel  writer--opens the door to a wondrous new world when she buys and  restores an abandoned villa in the spectacular Tuscan countryside. In  sensuous and evocative language, she brings the reader along as she  discovers the beauty and simplicity of life in Italy. An accomplished  cook and food writer, Mayes also creates dozens of delicious seasonal  recipes from her traditional kitchen and simple garden, all of which are  included in this audio. Doing for Tuscany what M.F.K. Fisher and Peter  Mayle did for Provence, Mayes writes about the tastes and pleasures of a  foreign country with gusto and passion. A celebration of the  extraordinary quality of life in Tuscany,  Under the Tuscan Sun  is a  feast for all senses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-643261509092579299?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/643261509092579299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=643261509092579299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/643261509092579299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/643261509092579299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/frances-mayes-under-tuscan-sun.html' title='Frances Mayes - Under the Tuscan Sun'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Yt_YYFdiXc/TrGROvJ7ewI/AAAAAAAAA90/wAwT79hw77k/s72-c/under-the-tuscan-sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-9016666762360762857</id><published>2011-11-02T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:48:55.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenize Mourad - The garden of Badalpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-34nEM6l58m4/TrGQkqhMUUI/AAAAAAAAA9o/hQe6TQUN3rA/s1600/58794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-34nEM6l58m4/TrGQkqhMUUI/AAAAAAAAA9o/hQe6TQUN3rA/s320/58794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670472365399363906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A marvelous tale of filial love that examines the complex roots of East  and West. Set in turn-of-the-20th century India, Zahr, a Sultan's  daughter orphaned at birth and raised in Europe, returns to her homeland  to begin the poignant search for her father and her rightful lineage,  but encounters instead a country torn by religious strife, poverty and  loss.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-9016666762360762857?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9016666762360762857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=9016666762360762857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9016666762360762857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9016666762360762857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/kenize-mourad-garden-of-badalpur.html' title='Kenize Mourad - The garden of Badalpur'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-34nEM6l58m4/TrGQkqhMUUI/AAAAAAAAA9o/hQe6TQUN3rA/s72-c/58794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-4077508969482248689</id><published>2011-11-02T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:44:26.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenize Mourad - Regards from the Dead Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3CEQuZzmDE/TrGPhll1ESI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ry5ayUYcoKI/s1600/123416065-0-m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3CEQuZzmDE/TrGPhll1ESI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ry5ayUYcoKI/s320/123416065-0-m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670471213025399074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On January 13, 1941, the Rani Selma of Badalpur and Aysha Salimabad died in German-occupied France. She left behind grieving friends, an estranged husband (the Rajah Amir), and a fifteen-month-old daughter. Some four decades later, her orphaned daughter re-creates in novel form the life of the mother she never truly knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The story opens in the last months of World War I, with the introduction of Princess Selma--granddaughter of Sultan Murad V. Murad V ascended to the throne of the Ottoman Empire with the death of his uncle, Abdul Aziz, in 1876, only to be overthrown and replaced by his brother Abdul Hamid II. Despite such political developments, Princess Selma spent her childhood amidst the luxury and privilege of a member of a royal family which had ruled a vast empire for some six hundred years. Yet, before she came of age, the Empire suffered the indignity of defeat, invasion, and occupation by the victorious Allied powers. Then followed years of civil war as nationalist forces under the leadership of Mustafa Kemal battled the Greeks, British, and French in pursuit of independence from foreign rule. Ultimately, the victory of Kemal led to the overthrow of the Sultanate, the establishment of the Turkish Republic, and the exile of all members of the royal family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In consequence, Selma and her mother took refuge in Lebanon with such funds as they were able to carry away on short notice. In Beirut, under conditions of genteel poverty, Selma became an attractive and important fixture in Lebanese society. With no fortune at her disposal, she was obliged to barter the family name for the security of marriage. Therefore, in 1936, she agreed to marry the Rajah of Badalpur and Aysha Salimabad. Ironically, Selma, who witnessed the decline and death of an empire as a child, now found herself a spectator as British colonial rule in India approached its end. Selma found it difficult, to say the least, to adjust to life as the Rani of Badalpur and Aysha Salimabad. In 1939, pregnant and estranged from her husband, Selma fled to Paris--ostensibly to take advantage of the medical facilities available in France. In fact, however, she had no intention of returning to her husband--informing him that the child was born dead. The strain of being an enemy alien in Occupied France proved too much for Selma, and she died tragically in 1941.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-4077508969482248689?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4077508969482248689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=4077508969482248689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4077508969482248689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4077508969482248689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/kenize-mourad-regards-from-dead.html' title='Kenize Mourad - Regards from the Dead Princess'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3CEQuZzmDE/TrGPhll1ESI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ry5ayUYcoKI/s72-c/123416065-0-m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6889551741807510202</id><published>2011-11-02T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:40:04.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth Kostova - The historian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nlHFjeM6kt8/TrGOf06ffyI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/PDNjUEdDKCY/s1600/ElizabethKostova-TheHistorian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nlHFjeM6kt8/TrGOf06ffyI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/PDNjUEdDKCY/s320/ElizabethKostova-TheHistorian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670470083267231522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A college professor is given a book containing a picture leading him to  look into Dracula. HIs fellow professor goes missing and starts us on a  jpurney through history and personal lives.A girl discovers some letters  in her father's library and embarks on a voyage, discovering about her  absent mother and about her father's professor, a voyage which leads us  to many European countries, starting in Amsterdam, crossing Turkey,  Bulgaria, Hungary, and many more, in an exciting and frightening  journey, with the purpose of finding out the final resting place of  Dracula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6889551741807510202?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6889551741807510202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6889551741807510202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6889551741807510202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6889551741807510202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/elizabeth-kostova-historian.html' title='Elizabeth Kostova - The historian'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nlHFjeM6kt8/TrGOf06ffyI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/PDNjUEdDKCY/s72-c/ElizabethKostova-TheHistorian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-9034102275821339122</id><published>2011-11-02T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:37:51.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amin Maalouf - Samarkand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T8RL3_liKX8/TrGN-79hWMI/AAAAAAAAA9E/C-ajePXGwto/s1600/CAS69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T8RL3_liKX8/TrGN-79hWMI/AAAAAAAAA9E/C-ajePXGwto/s320/CAS69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670469518223300802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Accused of mocking the inviolate codes of Islam, the Persian poet and  sage Omar Khayyam fortuitously finds sympathy with the very man who is  to judge his alleged crimes. Recognising genuis, the judge decides to  spare him and gives him instead a small, blank book, encouraging him to  confine his thoughts to it alone. Thus beginds the seamless blend of  fact and fiction that is Samarkand. Vividly re-creating the history of  the manuscript of the Rubaiyaat of Omar Khayyam, Amin Maalouf spans  continents and centuries with breathtaking vision: the dusky exoticism  of 11th-century Persia, with its poetesses and assassins; the same  country's struggles nine hundred years later, seen through the eyes of  an American academic obsessed with finding the original manuscript ; and  the fated maiden voyage of the Titanic, whose tragedy led to the  Rubaiyaat's final resting place - all are brought to life with keen  assurance by this gifted and award-winning writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-9034102275821339122?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9034102275821339122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=9034102275821339122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9034102275821339122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9034102275821339122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/amin-maalouf-samarkand.html' title='Amin Maalouf - Samarkand'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T8RL3_liKX8/TrGN-79hWMI/AAAAAAAAA9E/C-ajePXGwto/s72-c/CAS69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1300166951934713524</id><published>2011-11-02T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:30:55.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Johanna Spyri - Heidi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VmNbDtrw7II/TrGMW-Cp8II/AAAAAAAAA84/tSqHXYW7H8k/s1600/9780060882174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VmNbDtrw7II/TrGMW-Cp8II/AAAAAAAAA84/tSqHXYW7H8k/s320/9780060882174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670467732075311234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adelheid (third syllable is pronounced as "height"), alias Heidi, is a girl who has been raised by her aunt Dete in &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Maienfeld&lt;/span&gt;,  Switzerland after the early deaths of her parents, Tobias and Adelheid.  Dete brings 5-year-old Heidi to her grandfather, who has been at odds  with the villagers for years and lives in seclusion on the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;alm&lt;/span&gt;. This has earned him the nickname &lt;i&gt;Alp-Öhi&lt;/i&gt; . He at first resents Heidi's arrival, but the girl manages to  penetrate his harsh exterior and subsequently has a delightful stay with  him and her best friend, young Peter the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;goat - herd&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dete returns three years later to bring Heidi to Frankfurt as a  companion of a 12-year-old girl named Klara Sesemann, who is regarded as  an &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;invalid&lt;/span&gt;.  Heidi spends a year with Klara, conflicting with the Sesemanns' strict  housekeeper Fraulein Rottenmeier and becoming more and more homesick.  Her one diversion is learning to read and write, motivated by her desire  to go home and read to Peter's blind grandmother. Heidi's increasingly  failing health and several instances of &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;sleepwalking&lt;/span&gt; (her grandfather had earlier expressed concern that stress might cause Heidi to manifest &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;epilepsy&lt;/span&gt;  and sleepwalking traits from her mother) prompt Klara's doctor to send  her home to her grandfather. Her return prompts the grandfather to  descend to the village for the first time in years, marking an end to  his seclusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heidi and Klara continue to contact each other. A visit by the doctor  to Heidi and her grandfather convinces him to recommend Klara to visit  Heidi. Meanwhile, Heidi teaches Peter to read and write. Klara makes the  journey the next season and spends a wonderful summer with Heidi. Klara  becomes stronger on goat's milk and fresh mountain air, but Peter,  feeling deprived of Heidi's attention, pushes Klara's wheelchair down  the mountain to its destruction. Without her wheelchair, Klara attempts  to walk and is gradually successful. Klara's grandmother and father are  amazed and overcome with joy to see Klara walking. Klara's wealthy  family promises to provide a shelter for Heidi, in case her grandfather  will no longer be able to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1300166951934713524?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1300166951934713524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1300166951934713524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1300166951934713524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1300166951934713524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/johanna-spyri-heidi.html' title='Johanna Spyri - Heidi'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VmNbDtrw7II/TrGMW-Cp8II/AAAAAAAAA84/tSqHXYW7H8k/s72-c/9780060882174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6375948711351466826</id><published>2011-11-02T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:26:23.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alberto Moravia - The Woman of Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zioskD_VhdE/TrGLS5XN83I/AAAAAAAAA8s/JjKH9fVbHxU/s1600/Alberto-Moravia-The-Woman-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zioskD_VhdE/TrGLS5XN83I/AAAAAAAAA8s/JjKH9fVbHxU/s320/Alberto-Moravia-The-Woman-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670466562588275570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The glitter and cynicism of Rome under Mussolini provide the background  of what is probably Alberto Moravia's best and best-known novel - The  Woman of Rome. It's the story of Adriana, a simple girl with no fortune  but her beauty who models naked for a painter, accepts gifts from men,  and could never quite identify the moment when she traded her private  dream of home and children for the life of a prostitute. One of the very  few novels of the twentieth century which can be ranked with the work  of Dostoevsky, The Woman of Rome also tells the stories of the tortured  university student Giacomo, a failed revolutionary who refuses to admit  his love for Adriana; of the sinister figure of Astarita, the Secret  Police officer obsessed with Adriana; and of the coarse and brutal  criminal Sonzogno, who treats Adriana as his private property.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6375948711351466826?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6375948711351466826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6375948711351466826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6375948711351466826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6375948711351466826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/alberto-moravia-woman-of-rome.html' title='Alberto Moravia - The Woman of Rome'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zioskD_VhdE/TrGLS5XN83I/AAAAAAAAA8s/JjKH9fVbHxU/s72-c/Alberto-Moravia-The-Woman-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1853728334150245744</id><published>2011-11-02T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:24:14.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie Kinsella - Mini Shopaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVFhaCzNid4/TrGKy680ZUI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Bm155b613NY/s1600/mini_shopaholic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVFhaCzNid4/TrGKy680ZUI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Bm155b613NY/s320/mini_shopaholic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670466013258605890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sophie Kinsella has dazzled readers with her irresistible Shopaholic  novels which are also in a series—sensational international bestsellers  that have garnered millions of devoted fans and catapulted her into the  first rank of contemporary storytellers. Now her beloved heroine Becky  Brandon (née Bloomwood) returns in a hilarious tale of married life,  toddlerhood, and the perils of trying to give a fabulous surprise  party—on a budget!  Becky Brandon thought motherhood would be a breeze  and that having a daughter was a dream come true: a shopping friend for  life! But it’s trickier than she thought. Two-year-old Minnie has a  quite different approach to shopping.  Minnie creates havoc everywhere  she goes, from Harrods to her own christening. Her favorite word is  “Mine!” and she’s even trying to get into eBay! On top of everything  else, Becky and Luke are still living with her parents (the deal on  house #5 has fallen through), when suddenly there’s a huge financial  crisis.   With people having to “cut back,” Becky decides to throw a  surprise party for Luke to cheer everyone up. But when costs start to  spiral out of control, she must decide whether to accept help from an  unexpected source—and therefore run the risk of hurting the person she  loves.   Will Becky be able to pull off the celebration of the year?  Will she and Luke ever find a home of their own? Will Minnie ever learn  to behave? And . . . most importantly . . . will Becky’s secret wishes  ever come true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1853728334150245744?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1853728334150245744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1853728334150245744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1853728334150245744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1853728334150245744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/sophie-kinsella-mini-shopaholic.html' title='Sophie Kinsella - Mini Shopaholic'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVFhaCzNid4/TrGKy680ZUI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Bm155b613NY/s72-c/mini_shopaholic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3605828844319106312</id><published>2011-11-02T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:21:41.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Susan Elizabeth Phillips - Just imagine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kgD-C5Aeau8/TrGKMM7UCSI/AAAAAAAAA8U/fffegkp90TA/s1600/9780380808304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kgD-C5Aeau8/TrGKMM7UCSI/AAAAAAAAA8U/fffegkp90TA/s320/9780380808304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670465348069230882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The War Between the States may be over for the rest of the country, but  not for Kit Weston. Disguised as a boy, she's come to New York City to  kill Baron Cain, the man who stands between her and Risen Glory, the  South Carolina home she loves. But unknown to Kit, the Yankee war hero  is more than her most bitter enemy -- he's also her guardian. And he'll  be a lot harder to kill than she's figured on...   Believing that Kit's a  boy, Cain offers the grubby rapscallion a job in his stable. But he has  no idea what he's in for, and it's not long before the hero of  Missionary Ridge discovers the truth. His scamp of a stable boy is a  strong-willed, violet-eyed beauty who's hell-bent on driving him crazy.    Two hard-headed, passionate people....Two stubborn opponents with  tender souls....Sometimes wars of the heart can only be won through the  sweetest of surrenders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3605828844319106312?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3605828844319106312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3605828844319106312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3605828844319106312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3605828844319106312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/susan-elizabeth-phillips-just-imagine.html' title='Susan Elizabeth Phillips - Just imagine'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kgD-C5Aeau8/TrGKMM7UCSI/AAAAAAAAA8U/fffegkp90TA/s72-c/9780380808304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-8267316002178440139</id><published>2011-11-02T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:19:23.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlos Ruiz Zafón - The Shadow of the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOZO6yHUmUk/TrGJp-SiYYI/AAAAAAAAA8I/9Hozv97k4CE/s1600/6a00c22521fe748fdb011016b2aca7860d-500pi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOZO6yHUmUk/TrGJp-SiYYI/AAAAAAAAA8I/9Hozv97k4CE/s320/6a00c22521fe748fdb011016b2aca7860d-500pi1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670464760024555906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Barcelona, 1945 -- just after the war, a great world city lies in  shadow, nursing its wounds, and a boy named Daniel awakes on his  eleventh birthday to find that he can no longer remember his mother's  face. To console his only child, Daniel's widowed father, an antiquarian  book dealer, initiates him into the secret of the Cemetery of Forgotten  Books, a library tended by Barcelona's guild of rare-book dealers as a  repository for books forgotten by the world, waiting for someone who  will care about them again. Daniel's father coaxes him to choose a  volume from the spiraling labyrinth of shelves, one that, it is said,  will have a special meaning for him. And Daniel so loves the novel he  selects, The Shadow of the Wind by one Julian Carax, that he sets out to  find the rest of Carax's work. To his shock, he discovers that someone  has been systematically destroying every copy of every book this author  has written. In fact, he may have the last one in existence. Before  Daniel knows it his seemingly innocent quest has opened a door into one  of Barcelona's darkest secrets, an epic story of murder, magic, madness  and doomed love. And before long he realizes that if he doesn't find out  the truth about Julian Carax, he and those closest to him will suffer  horribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-8267316002178440139?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8267316002178440139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=8267316002178440139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8267316002178440139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8267316002178440139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/carlos-ruiz-zafon-shadow-of-wind.html' title='Carlos Ruiz Zafón - The Shadow of the Wind'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOZO6yHUmUk/TrGJp-SiYYI/AAAAAAAAA8I/9Hozv97k4CE/s72-c/6a00c22521fe748fdb011016b2aca7860d-500pi1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-32232303448319012</id><published>2011-11-02T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:14:03.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ernest Hemingway - The sun also rises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XEZQskNpQ3E/TrGIZQvUqvI/AAAAAAAAA78/AbJxMRWAVtw/s1600/book_the_sun_also_rises__76287_zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XEZQskNpQ3E/TrGIZQvUqvI/AAAAAAAAA78/AbJxMRWAVtw/s320/book_the_sun_also_rises__76287_zoom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670463373407726322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A group of American dilettantes living in post-World War I Europe travel  from France to Pamplona for the Running of the Bulls. The men in the  group (as well as many of the locals they encounter) covet and  vigorously pursue the beautiful and promiscuous Lady Brett Ashley, but  the narrator, war veteran Jake Barnes, is unable to consummate his  desire for her as a result of a war injury that spared him his life, but  took his manhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-32232303448319012?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/32232303448319012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=32232303448319012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/32232303448319012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/32232303448319012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/ernest-hemingway-sun-also-rises.html' title='Ernest Hemingway - The sun also rises'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XEZQskNpQ3E/TrGIZQvUqvI/AAAAAAAAA78/AbJxMRWAVtw/s72-c/book_the_sun_also_rises__76287_zoom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-5983513110897822719</id><published>2011-11-02T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:08:22.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennifer Crusie - Bet me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_2nmaDasee8/TrGHEQQUIlI/AAAAAAAAA7w/w7aU7KqRkyE/s1600/betme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_2nmaDasee8/TrGHEQQUIlI/AAAAAAAAA7w/w7aU7KqRkyE/s320/betme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670461912988787282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Minerva Dobbs knows that happily-ever-after is a fairy tale, especially  with a man who asked her to dinner to win a bet. Even if he is gorgeous  and successful Calvin Morrisey. Cal knows commitment is impossible,  especially with a woman as cranky as Min Dobbs. Even if she does wear  great shoes, and keep him on his toes. When they say good-bye at the end  of their evening, they cut their losses and agree never to see each  other again.  But Fate has other plans, and it's not long before Min and  Cal meet again. Soon, they're dealing with a jealous ex-boyfriend,  Krispy Kreme donuts, a determined psychologist, chaos theory, a  freakishly intelligent cat, Chicken Marsala, and more risky propositions  than either of them ever dreamed of. Including the biggest gamble of  all-true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-5983513110897822719?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5983513110897822719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=5983513110897822719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5983513110897822719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5983513110897822719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/jennifer-crusie-bet-me.html' title='Jennifer Crusie - Bet me'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_2nmaDasee8/TrGHEQQUIlI/AAAAAAAAA7w/w7aU7KqRkyE/s72-c/betme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-9005138728116430684</id><published>2011-10-25T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:52:39.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellen Wittlinger - Hard love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gET_jFEsad8/Tqb3Ykr4HJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/uKmvgf8eeg0/s1600/wittlinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gET_jFEsad8/Tqb3Ykr4HJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/uKmvgf8eeg0/s320/wittlinger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667489182628977810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Since his parents' divorce, John's mother hasn't touched him, her new  fiancé wants them to move away, and his father would rather be anywhere  than at Friday night dinner with his son. It's no wonder John writes  articles like "Interview with the Stepfather" and "Memoirs from Hell."  The only release he finds is in homemade zines like the amazing  Escape  Velocity  by Marisol, a self-proclaimed "Puerto Rican Cuban Yankee  Lesbian." Haning around the Boston Tower Records for the new issue of   Escape Velocity,  John meets Marisol and a hard love is born.   While at  first their friendship is based on zines, dysfuntional families, and  dreams of escape, soon both John and Marisol begin to shed their  protective shells. Unfortunately, John mistakes this growing intimacy  for love, and a disastrous date to his junior prom leaves that  friendship in ruins. Desperately hoping to fix things, John convinces  Marisol to come with him to a zine conference on Cape Cod. On the sandy  beaches by the Bluefish Wharf Inn, John realizes just how hard love can  be.   With keen insight into teenage life, Ellen Wittlinger delivers a  story of adolescence that is fierce and funny -- and ultimately  transforming -- even as it explores the pain of growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-9005138728116430684?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9005138728116430684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=9005138728116430684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9005138728116430684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9005138728116430684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ellen-wittlinger-hard-love.html' title='Ellen Wittlinger - Hard love'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gET_jFEsad8/Tqb3Ykr4HJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/uKmvgf8eeg0/s72-c/wittlinger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-4628132272034145054</id><published>2011-10-25T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:49:36.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Wilde - The happy prince and other stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAZd-oC1iKk/Tqb2qzfY0RI/AAAAAAAAA4g/nBSm2bTw5bo/s1600/750990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAZd-oC1iKk/Tqb2qzfY0RI/AAAAAAAAA4g/nBSm2bTw5bo/s320/750990.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667488396329144594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Collection of children’s stories written in 1888, dealing primarily with  love and selfishness. These stories are generally sad, with a  moralistic message. The collection includes: The Happy Prince, The  Nightingale and the Rose, The Selfish Giant, The Devoted Friend, and The  Remarkable Rocket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-4628132272034145054?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4628132272034145054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=4628132272034145054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4628132272034145054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4628132272034145054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/oscar-wilde-happy-prince-and-other.html' title='Oscar Wilde - The happy prince and other stories'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAZd-oC1iKk/Tqb2qzfY0RI/AAAAAAAAA4g/nBSm2bTw5bo/s72-c/750990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-8303035783517980825</id><published>2011-10-25T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:45:16.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathan Swift - Gulliver's Travels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbCw2gf5dMk/Tqb1ouWTW5I/AAAAAAAAA4U/NA7VVlkneqk/s1600/gulliver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbCw2gf5dMk/Tqb1ouWTW5I/AAAAAAAAA4U/NA7VVlkneqk/s320/gulliver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667487261077494674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Travels into Several Remote Nations of the World, in Four Parts. By  Lemuel Gulliver, First a Surgeon, and then a Captain of Several Ships,  better known simply as Gulliver's Travels (1726, amended 1735), is a  novel by Anglo-Irish writer and clergyman Jonathan Swift that is both a  satire on human nature and a parody of the "travellers' tales" literary  sub-genre. It is Swift's best known full-length work, and a classic of  English literature. The voyages of an Englishman carry him to such  strange places as Lilliput, where people are six inches tall;  Brobdingnag, a land of giants; and a country ruled by horses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-8303035783517980825?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8303035783517980825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=8303035783517980825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8303035783517980825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8303035783517980825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/jonathan-swift-gullivers-travels.html' title='Jonathan Swift - Gulliver&apos;s Travels'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbCw2gf5dMk/Tqb1ouWTW5I/AAAAAAAAA4U/NA7VVlkneqk/s72-c/gulliver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-952897228811601464</id><published>2011-10-25T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:42:16.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cecily Von Ziegesar  - Gossip girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2NQ_E4oBbLg/Tqb07bKZNII/AAAAAAAAA4I/Co_WTn93IpE/s1600/220px-Gossip_Girl_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2NQ_E4oBbLg/Tqb07bKZNII/AAAAAAAAA4I/Co_WTn93IpE/s320/220px-Gossip_Girl_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667486482833159298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'Welcome to New York City's Upper East Side, where my friends and I live  and go to school and play and sleep - sometimes with each other. We're  smart, we've inherited classic good looks, and we know how to party.  It's a luxe life, but someone's got to live it.' The Gossip Girl series  is the ultimate in glamour and cool - set in New York's glamorous Upper  East Side the narrative follows the thrills and spills (with Jimmy Choo  shoes and shopping at Barneys mixed in along the way) of its richest and  most beautiful teenage residents. 'Gossip Girl' is the ultimate in  sophistication, scandal and luxury - in fact if Carrie Bradshaw of 'Sex  and the City' had a younger sister, there is no doubt she would be  'Gossip Girl'! Publisher's Weekly is quoted: 'Gossip Girl has the effect  of gossip itself - once you enter it's hard to extract yourself; teens  will devour this whole'. We will be publishing the series at regular  intervals throughout 2003 with a high profile, energetic and suitably  cutting-edge marketing campaign. This deliciously catty and engrossing  series will be the spicy vanguard for Bloomsbury pushing the bundaries  into young adult fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-952897228811601464?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/952897228811601464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=952897228811601464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/952897228811601464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/952897228811601464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/cecily-von-ziegesar-gossip-girl.html' title='Cecily Von Ziegesar  - Gossip girl'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2NQ_E4oBbLg/Tqb07bKZNII/AAAAAAAAA4I/Co_WTn93IpE/s72-c/220px-Gossip_Girl_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3225122521195059096</id><published>2011-10-25T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:38:54.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ernest Hemingway - A farewell to arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmsz6kpn2XA/Tqb0KRaji2I/AAAAAAAAA38/K-VdWdebn5Q/s1600/tumblr_lie2x05nXv1qfex7s.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmsz6kpn2XA/Tqb0KRaji2I/AAAAAAAAA38/K-VdWdebn5Q/s320/tumblr_lie2x05nXv1qfex7s.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667485638403001186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best American novel to emerge from World War I,  A Farewell to Arms   is the unforgettable story of an American ambulance driver on the  Italian front and his passion for a beautiful English nurse. Hemingway's  frank portrayal of the love between Lieutenant Henry and Catherine  Barkley, caught in the inexorable sweep of war, glows with an intensity  unrivaled in modern literature, while his description of the German  attack on Caporetto -- of lines of fired men marching in the rain,  hungry, weary, and demoralized -- is one of the greatest moments in  literary history. A story of love and pain, of loyalty and desertion,  A  Farewell to Arms,  written when he was 30 years old, represents a new  romanticism for Hemingway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3225122521195059096?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3225122521195059096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3225122521195059096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3225122521195059096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3225122521195059096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ernest-hemingway-farewell-to-arms.html' title='Ernest Hemingway - A farewell to arms'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmsz6kpn2XA/Tqb0KRaji2I/AAAAAAAAA38/K-VdWdebn5Q/s72-c/tumblr_lie2x05nXv1qfex7s.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6991491372309752280</id><published>2011-10-25T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:43:26.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Susan Elizabeth Phillips - Fancy pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0lajzHZs58/TqaEOdFq-5I/AAAAAAAAA3w/O0D_Y6ocKcE/s1600/fancy-pants-by-susan-elizabeth-phillips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0lajzHZs58/TqaEOdFq-5I/AAAAAAAAA3w/O0D_Y6ocKcE/s320/fancy-pants-by-susan-elizabeth-phillips.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667362564953799570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;She was the most beautiful British bauble in Europe's jet-set  playgrounds. Now she's broke, furious, and limping down a backwoods road  in an ugly pink Southern Belle gown.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He was tall, lean, and  all-American gorgeous. He liked his brews cold and women loved to keep  him warm. Why in hell is he stopping his car for this woebegone, surly  Scarlett? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Meet Francesca Day and Dallie Beaudine, two incredible characters whose tangled love affair is at the heart of this ravishing &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;  bestseller from award-winning author Susan Elizabeth Phillips. Come  enjoy the adventure of a lifetime — an irresistible story that's  touching, hilarious, and hellcat-passionate. You'll never forget Dallie  and the sassy lady who needs a good swift kick in her...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6991491372309752280?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6991491372309752280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6991491372309752280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6991491372309752280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6991491372309752280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/susan-elizabeth-phillips-fancy-pants.html' title='Susan Elizabeth Phillips - Fancy pants'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0lajzHZs58/TqaEOdFq-5I/AAAAAAAAA3w/O0D_Y6ocKcE/s72-c/fancy-pants-by-susan-elizabeth-phillips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-2838476427140373677</id><published>2011-10-25T02:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:39:15.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren Weisberger - Everyone Worth Knowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QdRgBkb2dOo/TqaDqp9lXzI/AAAAAAAAA3k/bLKIzRJqur4/s1600/200px-Everyone_Worth_Knowing_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QdRgBkb2dOo/TqaDqp9lXzI/AAAAAAAAA3k/bLKIzRJqur4/s320/200px-Everyone_Worth_Knowing_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667361949934247730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;What happens when a girl on the fringe enters the realm of New York's  chic, party-hopping elite?     Soon after Bette Robinson quits her  horrendous Manhattan banking job like the impulsive girl she's never  been, the novelty of walking her four-pound dog around the unglamorous  Murray Hill neighborhood wears as thin as the "What are you going to do  with your life?" phone calls from her parents. Then Bette meets Kelly,  head of Manhattan's hottest PR firm, and suddenly she has a brand-new  job where the primary requirement is to see and be seen inside the VIP  rooms of the city's most exclusive nightclubs. But when Bette begins  appearing in a vicious new gossip column, she realizes that the line  between her personal life and her professional life is...invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-2838476427140373677?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2838476427140373677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=2838476427140373677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2838476427140373677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2838476427140373677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/lauren-weisberger-everyone-worth.html' title='Lauren Weisberger - Everyone Worth Knowing'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QdRgBkb2dOo/TqaDqp9lXzI/AAAAAAAAA3k/bLKIzRJqur4/s72-c/200px-Everyone_Worth_Knowing_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3765896394563298902</id><published>2011-10-25T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:36:21.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katherine Neville - The Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LS17znHTW5o/TqaC-D4W1HI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/d7APrg2zjo0/s1600/9780007303540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LS17znHTW5o/TqaC-D4W1HI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/d7APrg2zjo0/s320/9780007303540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667361183797531762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Computer expert Cat Velis is heading for a job to Algeria. Before she  goes, a mysterious fortune teller warns her of danger, and an antique  dealer asks her to search for pieces to a valuable chess set that has  been missing for years...In the South of France in 1790 two convent  girls hide valuable pieces of a chess set all over the world, because  the game that can be played with them is too powerful....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3765896394563298902?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3765896394563298902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3765896394563298902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3765896394563298902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3765896394563298902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/katherine-neville-eight.html' title='Katherine Neville - The Eight'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LS17znHTW5o/TqaC-D4W1HI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/d7APrg2zjo0/s72-c/9780007303540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-5982647049627276967</id><published>2011-10-25T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:30:52.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeanne Ray - Eat cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--W5Gvu0eBcI/TqaBxtSEdLI/AAAAAAAAA3M/fMRPOMsyLQg/s1600/eat-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--W5Gvu0eBcI/TqaBxtSEdLI/AAAAAAAAA3M/fMRPOMsyLQg/s320/eat-cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667359872061306034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since childhood, Ruth has found baking cakes to be a source of  relief from the stresses of life. And now-as her husband loses his job,  her life-of-the-party father arrives for an extended stay (much to the  dismay of her mother, who also moved in recently), and her teenage  daughter perfects the art of sulking-Ruth is going to need some  serenity. But she also needs a plan. Because with funds running low and  tempers running short, her family needs more than the perfect sweet.  It's going to be up to Ruth to save the day, and let the crumbs fall  where they may...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-5982647049627276967?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5982647049627276967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=5982647049627276967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5982647049627276967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5982647049627276967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/jeanne-ray-eat-cake.html' title='Jeanne Ray - Eat cake'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--W5Gvu0eBcI/TqaBxtSEdLI/AAAAAAAAA3M/fMRPOMsyLQg/s72-c/eat-cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-2511591803008202151</id><published>2011-10-25T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:28:23.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pat Barker - Double vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7M_2lxKZMog/TqaA_QuSy2I/AAAAAAAAA3A/GJZHqtB8hu4/s1600/double-vision-novel-pat-barker-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7M_2lxKZMog/TqaA_QuSy2I/AAAAAAAAA3A/GJZHqtB8hu4/s320/double-vision-novel-pat-barker-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667359005401598818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;In the aftermath of covering 9/11, English war reporter Stephen Sharkey  and photographer Ben Frobisher leave New York and part company. Stephen  returns to the devastating discovery of the end of his marriage; while  on assignment in Afghanistan Ben is killed. Retreating to the English  countryside to write a book questioning the role of the war reporter and  photographer Stephen enters into complicated relationships with Ben’s  widow Kate, a sculptor, her disturbing and sinister young studio  assistant, and a young au-pair. Set far from the literal theatre of war,   Double Vision  is nonetheless a novel about its representation and  effects as Pat Barker once more lays bare the complexities of desire and  violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-2511591803008202151?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2511591803008202151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=2511591803008202151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2511591803008202151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2511591803008202151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/pat-barker-double-vision_25.html' title='Pat Barker - Double vision'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7M_2lxKZMog/TqaA_QuSy2I/AAAAAAAAA3A/GJZHqtB8hu4/s72-c/double-vision-novel-pat-barker-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1336171057443449537</id><published>2011-10-24T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:33:36.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren Weisberger - Chasing Harry Winston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57pG7GkWFvA/TqWveogQI0I/AAAAAAAAA20/5VXbNi7wG7A/s1600/Image.ashx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57pG7GkWFvA/TqWveogQI0I/AAAAAAAAA20/5VXbNi7wG7A/s320/Image.ashx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667128646919267138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The bestselling author of  The Devil Wears Prada  and  Everyone Worth  Knowing  returns with the story of three best friends who vow to change  their entire lives...and change them fast.    Emmy  is newly single, and  not by choice. She was this close to the ring and the baby she's wanted  her whole life when her boyfriend left her for his  twenty-three-year-old personal trainer -- whose fees are paid by Emmy.  With her plans for the perfect white wedding in the trash, Emmy is now  ordering takeout for one. Her friends insist an around-the-world  sex-fueled adventure will solve all her problems -- could they be right?   Leigh , a young star in the publishing business, is within striking  distance of landing her dream job as senior editor and marrying her  dream guy. And to top it all off, she has just purchased her dream  apartment. Only when Leigh begins to edit the enfant terrible of the  literary world, the brilliant and brooding Jesse Chapman, does she start  to notice some cracks in her perfect life...  Adriana  is the  drop-dead-gorgeous daughter of a famous supermodel. She possesses the  kind of feminine wiles made only in Brazil, and she never hesitates to  use them. But she's about to turn thirty and -- as her mother keeps  reminding her -- she won't have her pick of the men forever. Everyone  knows beauty is ephemeral and there's always someone younger and  prettier right around the corner. Suddenly she's wondering...does Mother  know best? These three very different girls have been best friends for a  decade in the greatest city on earth. As they near thirty, they're  looking toward their future...but despite all they've earned --  first-class travel, career promotions, invites to all the right parties,  and luxuries small and large -- they're not quite sure they like what  they see... One Saturday night at the Waverly Inn, Adriana and Emmy make  a pact: within a single year, each will drastically change her life.  Leigh watches from the sidelines, not making any promises, but she'll  soon discover she has the most to lose. Their friendship is forever, but  everything else is on the table. Three best friends. Two resolutions.  One year to pull it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1336171057443449537?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1336171057443449537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1336171057443449537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1336171057443449537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1336171057443449537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/lauren-weisberger-chasing-harry-winston.html' title='Lauren Weisberger - Chasing Harry Winston'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57pG7GkWFvA/TqWveogQI0I/AAAAAAAAA20/5VXbNi7wG7A/s72-c/Image.ashx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1737986044263242769</id><published>2011-10-24T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:43:19.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Mayle - Chasing Cezanne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F92rSKqpwCs/TqWVdJqof1I/AAAAAAAAA2o/NOcztydMHv8/s1600/chasing-cezanne-novel-peter-mayle-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F92rSKqpwCs/TqWVdJqof1I/AAAAAAAAA2o/NOcztydMHv8/s320/chasing-cezanne-novel-peter-mayle-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667100034159116114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Our hero, glamorous art photographer Andre Kelly, is on  assignment for glamorous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;DQ Magazine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;--run  by the glamorous  Camilla Porter--in Cape Ferrat on the (you guessed  it) glamorous  Côte d'Azur. Snooping around an ancestral pile for some  snaps,  by chance he spies Old Claude, the ancient retainer of the  immensely  wealthy Denoyer family, packing the family Cezanne into a  plumbing  van. Puzzled, Andre investigates, and the game is afoot. Peter  Mayle's  latest effort, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Chasing Cezanne&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;, is a whodunit that  shows good  manners and impeccable taste. It takes its  characters--graduates of  all the best schools, of course--to some of  the world's most posh  locales. The plot device is high rent, too: a  purloined painting worth  a cool $30 million. To call this book  lightweight seems unfair and  boorish besides. There's lots of travel,  lots of opulence, lots of  opportunities for Mayle to describe Paris and  Provence, and all the  yummies you'll find in both places. Who can  worry about a mystery when  the food's so delectable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1737986044263242769?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1737986044263242769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1737986044263242769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1737986044263242769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1737986044263242769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/peter-mayle-chasing-cezanne.html' title='Peter Mayle - Chasing Cezanne'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F92rSKqpwCs/TqWVdJqof1I/AAAAAAAAA2o/NOcztydMHv8/s72-c/chasing-cezanne-novel-peter-mayle-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-5167202486443611965</id><published>2011-10-24T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:38:07.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephenie Meyer - The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner: An Eclipse Novella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FKiDw8BOKj0/TqWUaESqbKI/AAAAAAAAA2c/wj0mOg1-woU/s1600/the-short-second-life-of-bree-tanner-an-eclipse-novella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FKiDw8BOKj0/TqWUaESqbKI/AAAAAAAAA2c/wj0mOg1-woU/s320/the-short-second-life-of-bree-tanner-an-eclipse-novella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667098881665166498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bree Tanner, who first appeared briefly as a newborn vampire in Meyer’s  Eclipse (2007), is the star of this slim partner to the  megamillion-selling Twilight series. A self-described “vampire nerd,”  Bree recounts her adventures as she roams Seattle fulfilling her thirst  for blood (and Meyer fans’ thirst for more books). In a passionate  introduction, Meyer reiterates what Eclipse readers already know: Bree  has few nights left on Earth. As she joins her red-eyed coven in battle  against yellow-eyed adversaries that, while foreign to Bree, will be  instantly recognizable to millions of human readers, she finds her first  (kissable) friend and discovers a truth about daylight. Formatted as  one long, breathless chapter, this novella includes the same casual  language and elements of suspense and romance found in the Twilight  quartet, and interlocking characters and dialogue fit it easily into  Bree and Bella’s scene in Eclipse. While Twilight fans will appreciate  the story as an expansion of Bella’s world, this rapid read also stands  satisfyingly alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-5167202486443611965?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5167202486443611965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=5167202486443611965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5167202486443611965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5167202486443611965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/stephenie-meyer-short-second-life-of.html' title='Stephenie Meyer - The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner: An Eclipse Novella'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FKiDw8BOKj0/TqWUaESqbKI/AAAAAAAAA2c/wj0mOg1-woU/s72-c/the-short-second-life-of-bree-tanner-an-eclipse-novella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6145986856121394402</id><published>2011-10-24T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:34:31.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephenie Meyer - Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QvQPwuV9yAU/TqWTXfuKcZI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/fQJ0EhgPfDA/s1600/91294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QvQPwuV9yAU/TqWTXfuKcZI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/fQJ0EhgPfDA/s320/91294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667097737977033106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Grade 9 Up–Headstrong, sun-loving, 17-year-old Bella declines her mom's  invitation to move to Florida, and instead reluctantly opts to move to  her dad's cabin in the dreary, rainy town of Forks, WA. She becomes  intrigued with Edward Cullen, a distant, stylish, and disarmingly  handsome senior, who is also a vampire. When he reveals that his  specific clan hunts wildlife instead of humans, Bella deduces that she  is safe from his blood-sucking instincts and therefore free to fall  hopelessly in love with him. The feeling is mutual, and the resulting  volatile romance smolders as they attempt to hide Edward's identity from  her family and the rest of the school. Meyer adds an eerie new twist to  the mismatched, star-crossed lovers theme: predator falls for prey,  human falls for vampire. This tension strips away any pretense readers  may have about the everyday teen romance novel, and kissing, touching,  and talking take on an entirely new meaning when one small mistake could  be life-threatening. Bella and Edward's struggle to make their  relationship work becomes a struggle for survival, especially when  vampires from an outside clan infiltrate the Cullen territory and head  straight for her. As a result, the novel's danger-factor skyrockets as  the excitement of secret love and hushed affection morphs into a  terrifying race to stay alive. Realistic, subtle, succinct, and easy to  follow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; will have readers dying to sink their teeth into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;–Hillias J. Martin, New York Public Library&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6145986856121394402?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6145986856121394402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6145986856121394402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6145986856121394402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6145986856121394402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/stephenie-meyer-twilight.html' title='Stephenie Meyer - Twilight'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QvQPwuV9yAU/TqWTXfuKcZI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/fQJ0EhgPfDA/s72-c/91294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1530435300626818908</id><published>2011-10-24T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:27:40.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephenie Meyer - Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yR2PP5AE6VM/TqWR7afHj8I/AAAAAAAAA2E/QjDEu8hC3tk/s1600/eclipsecover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yR2PP5AE6VM/TqWR7afHj8I/AAAAAAAAA2E/QjDEu8hC3tk/s320/eclipsecover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667096156023787458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="ugc"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Edward’s soft voice came from behind me. I  turned to see him spring lightly up the porch steps, his hair windblown  from running. He pulled me into his arms at once, just like he had in  the parking lot, and kissed me again. This kiss frightened me. There was  too much tension, too strong an edge to the way his lips crushed  mine-like he was afraid we had only so much time left to us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As  Seattle is ravaged by a string of mysterious killings and a malicious  vampire, Victoria, continues her quest for revenge, Bella once again  finds herself surrounded by danger. In the midst of it all, she is  forced to choose between her love for Edward and her friendship with  Jacob-–knowing that her decision has the potential to ignite the ageless  struggle between vampire and werewolf. With her graduation quickly  approaching, Bella has one more decision to make: life or death. But  which is which?&lt;br /&gt;if you’ve enjoyed the first two installments in  Stephenie Meyer’s addicting Twilight Saga, picking up Eclipse is a  foregone conclusion. And while this book offers plenty of vampire action  and teenage romantic drama to thrill fans of the series, it fails to  soar quite as high as its predecessors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1530435300626818908?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1530435300626818908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1530435300626818908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1530435300626818908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1530435300626818908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/stephenie-meyer-eclipse.html' title='Stephenie Meyer - Eclipse'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yR2PP5AE6VM/TqWR7afHj8I/AAAAAAAAA2E/QjDEu8hC3tk/s72-c/eclipsecover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-5104374442998289276</id><published>2011-10-24T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:25:01.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephenie Meyer - New moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kiCwybKCiHI/TqWRTEKV-KI/AAAAAAAAA1s/uwOp3a5lDn8/s1600/newmooncover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kiCwybKCiHI/TqWRTEKV-KI/AAAAAAAAA1s/uwOp3a5lDn8/s320/newmooncover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667095462836304034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For Bella Swan, there is one thing more important than life itself:  Edward Cullen.  But being in love with a vampire is even more dangerous  than Bella could ever have imagined.  Edward has already rescued Bella  from the clutches of one evil vampire, but now, as their daring  relationship threatens all that is near and dear to them, they realize  their troubles may be just beginning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Legions of readers entranced by the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; bestseller &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt; are hungry for the continuing story of star-crossed lovers, Bella and Edward.  In &lt;i&gt;New Moon&lt;/i&gt;,  Stephenie Meyer delivers another irresistible combination of romance  and suspense with a supernatural twist.  Passionate, riveting, and full  of surprising twists and turns, this vampire love saga is well on its  way to literary immortality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-5104374442998289276?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5104374442998289276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=5104374442998289276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5104374442998289276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5104374442998289276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/stephenie-meyer-new-moon.html' title='Stephenie Meyer - New moon'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kiCwybKCiHI/TqWRTEKV-KI/AAAAAAAAA1s/uwOp3a5lDn8/s72-c/newmooncover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-5330601460092715292</id><published>2011-10-24T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:21:15.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephenie Meyer - Breaking Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3j_KKxMVrp0/TqWQasKCNLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/MuCPXNGqHps/s1600/bdcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3j_KKxMVrp0/TqWQasKCNLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/MuCPXNGqHps/s320/bdcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667094494319883442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" class="ugc"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you loved the one who was killing you, it  left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight, when doing  so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give,  how could you not give it? If it was someone you truly loved? It would  cost you your life. How could you leave the person you love the most,  when you know it'll hurt them the most as well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To be irrevocably  in love with a vampire is both fantasy and nightmare woven into a  dangerously heightened reality for Bella Swan. Pulled in one direction  by her intense passion for Edward Cullen, and in another by her profound  connection to werewolf Jacob Black, a tumultuous year of temptation,  loss, and strife have led her to the ultimate turning point. Her  imminent choice to either join the dark but seductive world of immortals  or to pursue a fully human life has become the thread from which the  fates of two tribes hangs. Now that Bella has made her decision, a  startling chain of unprecedented events is about to unfold with  potentially devastating, and unfathomable, consequences. Just when the  frayed strands of Bella's life--first discovered in Twilight, then  scattered and torn in New Moon and Eclipse-seem ready to heal and knit  together, could they be destroyed...forever?  The astonishing,  breathlessly anticipated conclusion to the Twilight Saga, Breaking Dawn  illuminates the secrets and mysteries of this spellbinding romantic epic  that has entranced millions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-5330601460092715292?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5330601460092715292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=5330601460092715292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5330601460092715292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5330601460092715292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/stephenie-meyer-breaking-dawn.html' title='Stephenie Meyer - Breaking Dawn'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3j_KKxMVrp0/TqWQasKCNLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/MuCPXNGqHps/s72-c/bdcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-9144597209315583614</id><published>2011-10-24T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:17:09.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Ludlum - The Bourne identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HMo4BOlGU0c/TqWPge1VC9I/AAAAAAAAA1I/R4U1n2EbPgQ/s1600/Ludlum_-_The_Bourne_Identity_Coverart.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HMo4BOlGU0c/TqWPge1VC9I/AAAAAAAAA1I/R4U1n2EbPgQ/s320/Ludlum_-_The_Bourne_Identity_Coverart.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667093494310964178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jason Bourne. He has no past. And he may have no future. His memory is  blank. He  only knows that he was flushed out of the Mediterranean Sea,  his body  riddled with bullets. There are a few clues. A frame of  microfilm surgically implanted  beneath the flesh of his hip. Evidence  that plastic surgery has  altered his face. Strange things that he says  in his delirium--maybe  code words. Initial: "J.B." And a number on the  film negative that  leads to a Swiss bank account, a fortune of four  million dollars, and, at last, a name: Jason Bourne. But now he is  marked for death, caught in a maddening puzzle, racing for survival  through the deep layers of his buried past into a bizarre  world of  murderous conspirators--led by Carlos, the world's most  dangerous  assassin. And no one can help Jason Bourne but the woman who  once  wanted to escape him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-9144597209315583614?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9144597209315583614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=9144597209315583614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9144597209315583614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9144597209315583614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/robert-ludlum-bourne-identity.html' title='Robert Ludlum - The Bourne identity'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HMo4BOlGU0c/TqWPge1VC9I/AAAAAAAAA1I/R4U1n2EbPgQ/s72-c/Ludlum_-_The_Bourne_Identity_Coverart.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-190274339477929800</id><published>2011-10-24T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:13:06.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahmet M. Rahmanovic - Black soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qG_NEVWPUUA/TqWOjqGp4hI/AAAAAAAAA08/RbXR9fF6uB8/s1600/54930612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qG_NEVWPUUA/TqWOjqGp4hI/AAAAAAAAA08/RbXR9fF6uB8/s320/54930612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667092449364402706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"The greatest assets are its characters. Well rounded and written in  depth, the relation-ships between them can be compared to some in the  world's greatest literature. Namely, relationship between Hamza and his  father, by type and value is reminiscent of Andrei Bolkonsky and his  father, in Tolstoy's "War and Peace."  It is a kind of love, between  father and son, which on the surface reveals little, if anything.  However, its depths contain everything one that human being is able to  offer another.   - Academic, Tvrtko Kulenovic , Literature Professor    "  Black Soul is the riveting tale of one man's journey from the  battle-torn hills of Sarajevo to the bustling, windblown streets of  Chicago.  Hamza's story describes the amazing resilience of a human  being who has visited the depths of hell and has lived to tell about it.    - Susan Bertuglia   "Black Soul is a novel that cannot be put down,  and grabs the reader from page one.  It is a story of love and war, of  tenderness and brutality. The author depicts the raw, often brutal story  and unorthodox aggression, the likes of which are unprecedented in the  his-tory of war, madness, insanity, blood, and hypocrisy of world  powers."   - Mugdim Karabeg, Journalist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-190274339477929800?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/190274339477929800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=190274339477929800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/190274339477929800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/190274339477929800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ahmet-m-rahmanovic-black-soul.html' title='Ahmet M. Rahmanovic - Black soul'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qG_NEVWPUUA/TqWOjqGp4hI/AAAAAAAAA08/RbXR9fF6uB8/s72-c/54930612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1409388260544253223</id><published>2011-10-24T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:10:29.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ann Patchett - Bel Canto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4lm-HvwpeU/TqWNrey4v4I/AAAAAAAAA0w/VipRvtlV4Is/s1600/9780061565311_0_Cover2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4lm-HvwpeU/TqWNrey4v4I/AAAAAAAAA0w/VipRvtlV4Is/s320/9780061565311_0_Cover2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667091484256026498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Somewhere in South America, at the home of the country's vice president,  a lavish birthday party is being held in honor of the powerful  businessman Mr. Hosokawa. Roxanne Coss, opera's most revered soprano,  has mesmerized the international guests with her singing. It is a  perfect evening -- until a band of gunwielding terrorists takes the  entire party hostage. But what begins as a panicked, life-threatening  scenario slowly evolves into something quite different, a moment of  great beauty, as terrorists and hostages forge unexpected bonds and  people from different continents become compatriots, intimate friends,  and lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1409388260544253223?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1409388260544253223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1409388260544253223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1409388260544253223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1409388260544253223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ann-patchett-bel-canto.html' title='Ann Patchett - Bel Canto'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4lm-HvwpeU/TqWNrey4v4I/AAAAAAAAA0w/VipRvtlV4Is/s72-c/9780061565311_0_Cover2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-2138221011218696603</id><published>2011-10-24T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:12:50.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elif Shafak - The bastard of Istanbul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_EelIrwui8/TqVWPGMms0I/AAAAAAAAA0k/WXSHjdkRFYo/s1600/bastard-istanbul-elif-shafak-hardcover-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_EelIrwui8/TqVWPGMms0I/AAAAAAAAA0k/WXSHjdkRFYo/s320/bastard-istanbul-elif-shafak-hardcover-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667030523477144386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one of Turkey’s most acclaimed and outspoken writers, a novel about  the tangled   histories of two families       In her second novel  written in English, Elif Shafak confronts her country’s violent past in a  vivid   and colorful tale set in both Turkey and the United States. At  its center is the "bastard" of the title,   Asya, a nineteen-year-old  woman who loves Johnny Cash and the French Existentialists, and the    four sisters of the Kazanci family who all live together in an extended  household in Istanbul:   Zehila, the zestful, headstrong youngest sister  who runs a tattoo parlor and is Asya’s mother;   Banu, who has newly  discovered herself as a clairvoyant; Cevriye, a widowed high school    teacher; and Feride, a hypochondriac obsessed with impending disaster.  Their one estranged   brother lives in Arizona with his wife and her  Armenian daughter, Armanoush. When  Armanoush secretly flies to Istanbul  in search of her identity, she finds the Kazanci sisters and   becomes  fast friends with Asya. A secret is uncovered that links the two  families and ties them to   the 1915 Armenian deportations and  massacres. Full of vigorous, unforgettable female   characters,   The  Bastard of Istanbul  is a bold, powerful tale that will confirm Shafak  as a rising star of   international fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-2138221011218696603?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2138221011218696603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=2138221011218696603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2138221011218696603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2138221011218696603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/elif-shafak-bastard-of-istanbul.html' title='Elif Shafak - The bastard of Istanbul'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_EelIrwui8/TqVWPGMms0I/AAAAAAAAA0k/WXSHjdkRFYo/s72-c/bastard-istanbul-elif-shafak-hardcover-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-910622591994422486</id><published>2011-10-24T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:10:08.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian McEwan - Atonement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLmG2hvIkO4/TqVVhy7LFWI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/PgNYfvPVa2o/s1600/atonement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLmG2hvIkO4/TqVVhy7LFWI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/PgNYfvPVa2o/s320/atonement.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667029745209644386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Ian McEwan's symphonic novel of love and war, childhood and class, guilt  and forgiveness provides all the satisfaction of a brilliant narrative  and the provocation we have come to expect from this master of English  prose. On a hot summer day in 1935, thirteen-year-old Briony Tallis  witnesses a moment's flirtation between her older sister, Cecilia, and  Robbie Turner, the son of a servant and Cecilia's childhood friend. But  Briony's incomplete grasp of adult motives together with her precocious  literary gifts brings about a crime that will change all their lives. As  it follows that crime s repercussions through the chaos and carnage of  World War II and into the close of the twentieth century, Atonement  engages the reader on every conceivable level, with an ease and  authority that mark it as a genuine masterpiece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-910622591994422486?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/910622591994422486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=910622591994422486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/910622591994422486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/910622591994422486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ian-mcewan-atonement.html' title='Ian McEwan - Atonement'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLmG2hvIkO4/TqVVhy7LFWI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/PgNYfvPVa2o/s72-c/atonement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-7663084657227099396</id><published>2011-10-24T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:07:39.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophocles - Antigone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W9uPU10vD38/TqVU9V5oyGI/AAAAAAAAA0M/GddJyEqLy-4/s1600/51250Antigone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W9uPU10vD38/TqVU9V5oyGI/AAAAAAAAA0M/GddJyEqLy-4/s320/51250Antigone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667029118943283298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Antigone is the daughter of Oedipus, who died in the preceding story.  Creon is her uncle/grandfather (the genetics are a bit muddy here) and  he is leading the ruler of Thebes as the fight in a war. Creon declares   Polyneices disgraces as he died fighting for the throne in Thebes  during their civil war, while Eteocles will be given proper burial  rights. Polyneices is the brother of Antigone and Ismene. They decide to  procure his body and give him the proper burial rights, though Ismene's  fear of the death penalty keeps her from going through with it. Creon  discovers this and demands to speak with her, they argue and he decides  she should be punished for her actions. He then calls Ismene to them as  he suspects she had something to do with it. She falsely admits to  helping her sister in order to die by her side but Antigone wouldn't  have that so Ismene was spared. He decides to bury Antigone alive in a  cave. Tiresias soon enters and demands Creon bury Polyneices for if he  does not he will lose his own sons. Tiresias is always a blind prophet  in the majority of these greek plays. Creon eventually goes to correct  his mistakes and comes to learn that both Haemon (his son) and Antigone  have taken their lives (they were engaged). When Eurydice (Haemon's  mother) finds out she takes her life as well. Creon blames himself but  remains king. He asserts the punishment by the gods will bring him  wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-7663084657227099396?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7663084657227099396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=7663084657227099396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7663084657227099396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7663084657227099396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/sophocles-antigone.html' title='Sophocles - Antigone'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W9uPU10vD38/TqVU9V5oyGI/AAAAAAAAA0M/GddJyEqLy-4/s72-c/51250Antigone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6619743495136651527</id><published>2011-10-24T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:01:58.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick Hornby - 31 songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJd3WxDQzk8/TqVTa_pmJ9I/AAAAAAAAAz0/J8A_ttyJR9Q/s1600/51a8dClMAgL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJd3WxDQzk8/TqVTa_pmJ9I/AAAAAAAAAz0/J8A_ttyJR9Q/s320/51a8dClMAgL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667027429343242194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: webdings;"&gt;'I decided that I wanted to write a little book of essays about songs I  loved ...Songs are what I listen to, almost to the exclusion of  everything else.' In his first non-fiction work since "Fever Pitch",  Nick Hornby writes about 31 songs that either have some great  significance in his life - or are just songs that he loves. He  discusses, among other things, guitar solos and losing your virginity to  a Rod Stewart song and singers whose teeth whistle and the sort of  music you hear in Body Shop. 'The soundtrack to his life ...a revealing  insight into one of Britain's most popular writers' - "Evening  Standard".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6619743495136651527?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6619743495136651527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6619743495136651527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6619743495136651527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6619743495136651527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/nick-hornby-31-songs.html' title='Nick Hornby - 31 songs'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJd3WxDQzk8/TqVTa_pmJ9I/AAAAAAAAAz0/J8A_ttyJR9Q/s72-c/51a8dClMAgL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-7679229959275048921</id><published>2011-10-23T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T03:42:10.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ernest Hemingway - The short stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1jPTHr1C8k/TqPvfiCkv5I/AAAAAAAAAzo/XRiSNyxYRWY/s1600/9780684837864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1jPTHr1C8k/TqPvfiCkv5I/AAAAAAAAAzo/XRiSNyxYRWY/s320/9780684837864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666636081154801554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Before he gained wide fame as a novelist, Ernest Hemingway established  his literary reputation with his short stories. This collection,  The  Short Stories,  originally published in 1938, is definitive. Among these  forty-nine short stories are Hemingway's earliest efforts, written when  he was a young foreign correspondent in Paris, and such masterpieces as  "Hills Like White Elephants," "The Killers," "The Short, Happy Life of  Francis Macomber," and "The Snows of Kilimanjaro." Set in the varied  landscapes of Spain, Africa, and the American Midwest, this collection  traces the development and maturation of Hemingway's distinct and  revolutionary storytelling style -- from the plain, bald language of his  first story, "Up in Michigan," to the seamless prose and spare,  eloquent pathos of "A Clean, Well-Lighted Place" to the expansive  solitude of the Big Two-Hearted River stories. These stories showcase  the singular talent of a master, the most important American writer of  the twentieth century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-7679229959275048921?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7679229959275048921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=7679229959275048921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7679229959275048921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7679229959275048921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/ernest-hemingway-short-stories.html' title='Ernest Hemingway - The short stories'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1jPTHr1C8k/TqPvfiCkv5I/AAAAAAAAAzo/XRiSNyxYRWY/s72-c/9780684837864.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-2859200162594170329</id><published>2011-10-23T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T03:38:40.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joanne Harris - Five Quarters of the Orange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3Lq98QYKGc/TqPurHvaEDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/NpCPff9F9bQ/s1600/five-quarters-orange-joanne-harris-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3Lq98QYKGc/TqPurHvaEDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/NpCPff9F9bQ/s320/five-quarters-orange-joanne-harris-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666635180741890098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;In her bestselling and critically acclaimed novel  Chocolat,  Joanne  Harris told a lush story of the conflicts between pleasure and  repression. Now she delivers her most complex and sophisticated work  yet, an unforgettable tale of mothers and daughters, of the past and the  present, of resisting and succumbing -- an extraordinary work of  fiction lined with darkness and fierce joy. When Framboise Simon returns  to a small village on the banks of the Loire, the locals do not  recognize her as the daughter of the infamous woman they hold  responsible for a tragedy during the German occupation years ago. But  the past and present are inextricably entwined, particularly in a  scrapbook of recipes and memories that Framboise has inherited from her  mother. And soon Framboise will realize that the journal also contains  the key to the tragedy that indelibly marked that summer of her ninth  year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-2859200162594170329?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2859200162594170329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=2859200162594170329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2859200162594170329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2859200162594170329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/joanne-harris-five-quarters-of-orange.html' title='Joanne Harris - Five Quarters of the Orange'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3Lq98QYKGc/TqPurHvaEDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/NpCPff9F9bQ/s72-c/five-quarters-orange-joanne-harris-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6118506587044809855</id><published>2011-10-23T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T03:35:47.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arthur Golden - Memoirs of a Geisha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-diFTuYUITao/TqPuAJqGZ8I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/xelRITl8kH0/s1600/geisha1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-diFTuYUITao/TqPuAJqGZ8I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/xelRITl8kH0/s320/geisha1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666634442522126274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="ugc"&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In this literary tour de force, novelist Arthur Golden enters a remote and shimmeringly exotic world.&lt;br /&gt;For  the protagonist of this peerlessly observant first novel is Sayuri, one  of Japan's most celebrated geisha, a woman who is both performer and  courtesan, slave and goddess.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We follow Sayuri from her  childhood in an impoverished fishing village, where in 1929, she is sold  to a representative of a geisha house, who is drawn by the child's  unusual blue-grey eyes. From there she is taken to Gion, the pleasure  district of Kyoto.&lt;br /&gt;..She is nine years old.&lt;br /&gt;In the years that  follow, as she works to pay back the price of her purchase, Sayuri will  be schooled in music and dance, learn to apply the geisha's elaborate  makeup, wear elaborate kimono, and care for a coiffure so fragile that  it requires a special pillow.&lt;br /&gt;She will also acquire a magnanimous tutor and a venomous rival.&lt;br /&gt;Surviving  the intrigues of her trade and the upheavals of war, the resourceful  Sayuri is a romantic heroine on the order of Jane Eyre and Scarlett  O'Hara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And "Memoirs of a Geisha" is a triumphant work - suspenseful, and utterly persuasive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6118506587044809855?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6118506587044809855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6118506587044809855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6118506587044809855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6118506587044809855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/arthur-golden-memoirs-of-geisha.html' title='Arthur Golden - Memoirs of a Geisha'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-diFTuYUITao/TqPuAJqGZ8I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/xelRITl8kH0/s72-c/geisha1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1566586461197031245</id><published>2011-10-23T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T03:32:00.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicci French - Killing me softly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_sNOkEpsmvM/TqPsqzRa16I/AAAAAAAAAzE/VQhzlqq7K6E/s1600/400000000000000069886_s4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_sNOkEpsmvM/TqPsqzRa16I/AAAAAAAAAzE/VQhzlqq7K6E/s320/400000000000000069886_s4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666632976224147362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice Loudon has a devoted boyfriend and a challenging job as a research  scientist. Then one morning, on her way to work, she exchanges a  lingering look with a devastatingly attractive man. As a lover, Adam  Tallis is more passionate than Alice's wildest imaginings. Soon, there  isn't anything or anyone she wouldn't give up to stay by his side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1566586461197031245?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1566586461197031245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1566586461197031245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1566586461197031245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1566586461197031245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/nicci-french-killing-me-softly.html' title='Nicci French - Killing me softly'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_sNOkEpsmvM/TqPsqzRa16I/AAAAAAAAAzE/VQhzlqq7K6E/s72-c/400000000000000069886_s4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1243661038993655198</id><published>2011-10-23T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T03:26:41.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karen Joy Fowler - The Jane Austen Book Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yC5Hh9r9_x4/TqPqZRUZZZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/xKzJc6ND-_U/s1600/jane-austen-book-club-karen-joy-fowler-hardcover-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yC5Hh9r9_x4/TqPqZRUZZZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/xKzJc6ND-_U/s320/jane-austen-book-club-karen-joy-fowler-hardcover-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666630476028798354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Extraordinary  New York Times  Bestseller      In California’s  central valley, five women and one man join to discuss Jane Austen’s    novels.  Over the six months they get together, marriages are tested,  affairs begin,   unsuitable arrangements become suitable, and love  happens.  With her eye for the   frailties of human behavior and her ear  for the absurdities of social intercourse, Karen Joy   Fowler has never  been wittier nor her characters more appealing.  The result is a  delicious   dissection of modern relationships.     Dedicated Austenites  will delight in unearthing the echoes of Austen that run through the    novel, but most readers will simply enjoy the vision and voice that,  despite two centuries   of separation, unite two great writers of  brilliant social comedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1243661038993655198?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1243661038993655198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1243661038993655198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1243661038993655198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1243661038993655198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/karen-joy-fowler-jane-austen-book-club.html' title='Karen Joy Fowler - The Jane Austen Book Club'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yC5Hh9r9_x4/TqPqZRUZZZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/xKzJc6ND-_U/s72-c/jane-austen-book-club-karen-joy-fowler-hardcover-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-7532251339397646725</id><published>2011-10-20T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T03:56:23.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fadia Faqir - My Name is Salma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0A3Q3wpeTM/Tp_-IJpDBDI/AAAAAAAAAyo/kpz-kRgxJ4w/s1600/My%2BName%2Bis%2BSalma_enl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0A3Q3wpeTM/Tp_-IJpDBDI/AAAAAAAAAyo/kpz-kRgxJ4w/s320/My%2BName%2Bis%2BSalma_enl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665526272235865138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;In her village of Hima in the Levant, Salma, a young goat-herd, has  violated the code of her Bedouin tribe by becoming pregnant before  marriage. To restore their honour, the villagers set out to kill her.  Now a runaway from the men of her tribe, Salma's days playing the pipe  for her goats and swimming in the spring are over. She is placed in  prison for her own protection, and to the sound of her deafening  screams, her newborn baby is taken away. After several years, when it  seems the men have given up on their chase, she moves to England to seek  asylum. So begins her new life in the permissive West. In the middle of  the most English of English towns, Exeter, she learns good manners from  her ancient landlady, and strives to have a social life at the local  pub. But it is with the help of Parvin, a feisty Pakistani girl on the  run from an arranged marriage, that Salma is finally able to forge a new  identity. But deep in her heart the cries of her baby daughter still  echo. When she can no longer bear them, she decides to go back to her  village to find her. It is a journey that will change everything - and  nothing.  Slipping seamlessly back and forth between the olive groves of  the Levant and the rain-slicked streets of Exeter, "My Name is Salma"  is a searing novel of forbidden love, violated honour and a woman's  courage in the face of insurmountable odds. Fadia Faqir's portrait of  the fractured lives of immigrants caught up in a painful yet  exhilarating cross-cultural encounter is both heartbreaking and  humorous. It is a story that will leave no-one unmoved.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-7532251339397646725?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7532251339397646725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=7532251339397646725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7532251339397646725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7532251339397646725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/fadia-faqir-my-name-is-salma.html' title='Fadia Faqir - My Name is Salma'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0A3Q3wpeTM/Tp_-IJpDBDI/AAAAAAAAAyo/kpz-kRgxJ4w/s72-c/My%2BName%2Bis%2BSalma_enl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-7641369775149196085</id><published>2011-10-20T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T03:53:28.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>India Edghill - Queenmaker: A Novel of King David's Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ4rSFzR0_w/Tp_9hQyaAAI/AAAAAAAAAyc/_xLln4XLgnQ/s1600/queenmaker-india-edghill-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ4rSFzR0_w/Tp_9hQyaAAI/AAAAAAAAAyc/_xLln4XLgnQ/s320/queenmaker-india-edghill-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665525604139270146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;For over forty years, Michal lived and reigned in David’s court. She was  the beautiful and proud daughter of King Saul and the prize David would  risk his kingdom to win. Behind the palace doors, beneath the burning  sun of the desert, or fleeing from Absalom’s warriors, Michal was at the  center of court intrigues.   Queenmaker  introduces in unforgettable  detail the characters of one of the greatest periods in Biblical   history—their public deeds and private thoughts—and gives us the court  of the kings as only a woman could see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-7641369775149196085?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7641369775149196085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=7641369775149196085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7641369775149196085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7641369775149196085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/india-edghill-queenmaker-novel-of-king.html' title='India Edghill - Queenmaker: A Novel of King David&apos;s Queen'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ4rSFzR0_w/Tp_9hQyaAAI/AAAAAAAAAyc/_xLln4XLgnQ/s72-c/queenmaker-india-edghill-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6851794251687260391</id><published>2011-10-20T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T03:50:17.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Louise Douglas - The love of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MViwFY2jF14/Tp_8wM_St0I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/fh1ly3_MuPU/s1600/the-love-of-my-life-louise-douglas-engleskom-slika-3489818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MViwFY2jF14/Tp_8wM_St0I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/fh1ly3_MuPU/s320/the-love-of-my-life-louise-douglas-engleskom-slika-3489818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665524761305986882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;'I miss him with every breath and heartbeat. He should have been my  happy ending. Instead, he is the sad beginning to my story.' Olivia and  Luca Felicone had known each other nearly all their lives, but when they  fell in love as teenagers and eloped to London they broke the hearts of  those closest to them. Luca's parents run Marinella's restaurant, the  colourful hub of life in the otherwise bleak north-eastern seaside town  of Watersford, and his mother, Angela, has never forgiven Olivia for  causing such a rift in her beloved family.On a freezing January night  Olivia's life is shattered when she learns that Luca has been killed in a  car accident. She is left with nothing and, after suffering from weeks  of overwhelming grief, she abandons her job and returns north to where  Luca has been buried in Watersford. Olivia's chance meeting with Luca's  married twin brother, Marc, leads to the realization that he is  experiencing a loss almost as painful as her own. Their desolation draws  them into an affair which both know has no future, but fills the space  where Luca should be.  It is a course of action that can only spiral out  of control, and when it does the consequences are both explosive and  cruel. "The Love of My Life" is a beautiful novel that portrays both the  innocence of childhood, and the dynamics of love and loss with deftness  and sensitivity. It is, above all, a stunning debut from an author with  a unique and natural narrative voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6851794251687260391?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6851794251687260391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6851794251687260391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6851794251687260391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6851794251687260391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/louise-douglas-love-of-my-life.html' title='Louise Douglas - The love of my life'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MViwFY2jF14/Tp_8wM_St0I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/fh1ly3_MuPU/s72-c/the-love-of-my-life-louise-douglas-engleskom-slika-3489818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3267011730990919646</id><published>2011-10-20T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T03:48:10.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles Dickens - Great Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-di7uQl6zS0c/Tp_7XLXskYI/AAAAAAAAAyE/9cTLUK0xLlo/s1600/6851_greatexpectations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-di7uQl6zS0c/Tp_7XLXskYI/AAAAAAAAAyE/9cTLUK0xLlo/s320/6851_greatexpectations.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665523231863116162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;The book focuses on a young boy, who becomes a young man, named Pip,  raised by his over dominating sister, and a kind blacksmith, Joe  Gargory. For awhile Pip has gratitude for living in the town, but, when  he is spurned by the rich Estella and Miss Havisham, he wants to be  something greater, someone richer. Being rich falls into his lap, but  not without consequences. The book is about the follies of false  vanities, of turning ones back on those who loved you, on trying to  chase an uncatchable dream from those who don't reciprocate feelings,  (in this case Pip's devotion to the haughty Estella) and for neglecting  the good values of life for the ostentatious ones. Too often in todays  society people forget about what's truly  important, family and good friends, and associate with only the proud  and the, what they deem to be, the important. In the process they get  too wrapped up by material wealth rather than the simple beauties around  them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3267011730990919646?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3267011730990919646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3267011730990919646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3267011730990919646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3267011730990919646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/charles-dickens-great-expectations.html' title='Charles Dickens - Great Expectations'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-di7uQl6zS0c/Tp_7XLXskYI/AAAAAAAAAyE/9cTLUK0xLlo/s72-c/6851_greatexpectations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-8183479049225996705</id><published>2011-10-20T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T01:27:29.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Defoe - Robinson Crusoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N3OwPU9iBAM/Tp_aj7Hs_dI/AAAAAAAAAx4/FPL3M2AsfZI/s1600/get-novels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N3OwPU9iBAM/Tp_aj7Hs_dI/AAAAAAAAAx4/FPL3M2AsfZI/s320/get-novels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665487166955650514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The fictional Robinson Crusoe was born in York in the first half of the  seventeenth century. He was a bit of a wastrel who longed for a seagoing  career. He went on to own a plantation in Brazil becoming involved in  the slave trade. Crusoe was shipwrecked on a desolate island in the  Caribbean. All of his shipmates were drowned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Crusoe was able to salvage tools, food and plants from the wrecked  ship. He lived on the island for 28 years before he was rescued enabling  him to return to England. During his long sojourn on the island Crusoe  rescued his man Friday from cannibals. Friday was also a cannibal but  was converted to Christianity by Crusoe. Crusoe also fought pirates who  landed in his last year on the island . The bulk of the short novel  deals with how Crusoe managed to survive. He did so by domesticating  goats, training a pet parrot and planting various crops. He was very  ingenious in his ability to survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-8183479049225996705?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8183479049225996705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=8183479049225996705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8183479049225996705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8183479049225996705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/daniel-defoe-robinson-crusoe.html' title='Daniel Defoe - Robinson Crusoe'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N3OwPU9iBAM/Tp_aj7Hs_dI/AAAAAAAAAx4/FPL3M2AsfZI/s72-c/get-novels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3177674447911312538</id><published>2011-10-20T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T01:21:10.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jill A. Davis - Girls' Poker Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZM64skYiVfM/Tp_Z0MEyvnI/AAAAAAAAAxs/hrbT8CzM1aU/s1600/girlspokernight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZM64skYiVfM/Tp_Z0MEyvnI/AAAAAAAAAxs/hrbT8CzM1aU/s320/girlspokernight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665486346873126514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Eat, Drink, Gossip...Who said Poker Night was just for the Guys?   Dissatisfied both with writing a “Single Girl on the Edge/Ledge/Verge”  column and with her boyfriend, Ruby Capote sends her best columns and a  six-pack of beer to the editor of The New York News and lands herself a  job in the big city. There, Ruby undertakes the venerable tradition of  Poker Night—a way (as men have always known) to eat, drink, smoke,  analyze, interrupt one another, share stories, and, most of all, raise  the stakes.  When Ruby falls for her boss, though, all bets are off.  What  happens when Mr. Right has his own unresolved past? As smart as it  is laugh-out-loud funny, Girls’ Poker Night is a refreshingly upbeat  look at friendship, work, and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3177674447911312538?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3177674447911312538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3177674447911312538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3177674447911312538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3177674447911312538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/jill-davis-girls-poker-night.html' title='Jill A. Davis - Girls&apos; Poker Night'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZM64skYiVfM/Tp_Z0MEyvnI/AAAAAAAAAxs/hrbT8CzM1aU/s72-c/girlspokernight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-7366377933770455243</id><published>2011-10-20T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T01:18:39.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian D'Amato - Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qf_NkHXmk8/Tp_ZEEzfpfI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Qf4of1ODll0/s1600/front_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qf_NkHXmk8/Tp_ZEEzfpfI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Qf4of1ODll0/s320/front_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665485520287802866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Obsessed with beauty, Jamie D'Angelo is an emerging New York artist  whose true metier--reconstructing the human face--must be practiced  secretly, since his advanced procedure has not been medically approved.  With his expensive lifestyle supported by wealthy clients, Jamie longs  to create a face of ultimate beauty. But when he finally fulfills his  wish, the experiment backfires with hideous consequences. First novelist  D'Amato, an artist himself, deftly captures society's preoccupation  with youth and beauty. "Facial beauty is kind of a controlling metaphor  for everything our society wants," declares Jamie, and in this deranged,  arrogant character, the author stretches the compulsion to its darkest  extreme. Trendiness aside, Beauty is a fascinating and memorable parable  of artistic creation. Definitely recommended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-7366377933770455243?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7366377933770455243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=7366377933770455243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7366377933770455243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7366377933770455243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/brian-damato-beauty.html' title='Brian D&apos;Amato - Beauty'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qf_NkHXmk8/Tp_ZEEzfpfI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Qf4of1ODll0/s72-c/front_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-8790624828345293529</id><published>2011-10-20T01:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T01:15:10.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin Cook - Shock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nmsvgYQxLw/Tp_YQpCQoWI/AAAAAAAAAxU/a9FycUh1NDM/s1600/search.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nmsvgYQxLw/Tp_YQpCQoWI/AAAAAAAAAxU/a9FycUh1NDM/s320/search.php.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665484636660212066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The novel is about two friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Deborah Cochrane&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Joanna Meissner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;, both of whom are shown equally as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: courier new;"&gt;protagonists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;.  Joanna dumps her boyfriend Carlton Williams and finds herself in need  of money to complete her studies. Her friend Deborah shows her a  newspaper article about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Wingate Clinic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; that is offering $45,000 for people willing to donate their eggs for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: courier new;"&gt;infertile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; patients. The two friends decide to take the offer and donate the eggs. Everything goes on peacefully till they complete their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: courier new;"&gt;doctorate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  studies and come back to USA. Here their curiosity gets the better of  them and they decide to find out what happened to their eggs. With the  Wingate Clinic maintaining a strict silence about their working, the two  of them decide to use some unfair means to get this information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-8790624828345293529?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8790624828345293529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=8790624828345293529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8790624828345293529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8790624828345293529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/robin-cook-shock.html' title='Robin Cook - Shock'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nmsvgYQxLw/Tp_YQpCQoWI/AAAAAAAAAxU/a9FycUh1NDM/s72-c/search.php.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-7895933806571968141</id><published>2011-10-20T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T01:12:30.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin Cook - Invasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6SaQXpucL4/Tp_XOANuNHI/AAAAAAAAAxI/zyD6ryl4WVg/s1600/9780330352888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6SaQXpucL4/Tp_XOANuNHI/AAAAAAAAAxI/zyD6ryl4WVg/s320/9780330352888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665483491831067762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="freeTextContainer7246967198410119752"&gt;With his finger on the  pulse of the latest medical technology, Robin Cook preys on our deepest  fears with uncanny skill. Now, in his most provocative thriller to date,  he explores a sudden outbreak of strange new symptoms that defy  diagnosis. The cause is unknown --- and unknowable --- because it is  unlike anything humankind has ever seen ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-7895933806571968141?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7895933806571968141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=7895933806571968141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7895933806571968141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7895933806571968141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/robin-cook-invasion.html' title='Robin Cook - Invasion'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6SaQXpucL4/Tp_XOANuNHI/AAAAAAAAAxI/zyD6ryl4WVg/s72-c/9780330352888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-5574530305061582072</id><published>2011-10-19T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:08:32.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin Cook - Contagion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mL8HIOSaem8/Tp8Ru--44ZI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rveuxLRv-M4/s1600/contagion-300px.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mL8HIOSaem8/Tp8Ru--44ZI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rveuxLRv-M4/s320/contagion-300px.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665266355133800850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;After he loses first his midwestern ophthalmology practice to a  for-profit medical giant and then his family to a commuter airline  tragedy, Dr. John Stapleton's life is transformed to ashes. Feeling less  the golden boy than a jaded cynic, Stapleton retrains in forensic  pathology and relocates to find an uneasy niche for himself in a city  that suits his changed perspective: the cold, indifferent, concrete maze  of New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Stapleton thinks he is past pain and past caring, but as a series of  virulent and extremely lethal illnesses - capped by a particularly  deadly outbreak of a rare strain of influenza - strikes the young, the  old, and the innocent, his suspicions are aroused. When the apparent  epicenters of these outbreaks are revealed to be hospitals and clinics  controlled by the same for-profit giant that cannibalized his old  ophthalmology practice, Stapleton fears he has stumbled upon a diabolic  conspiracy of catastrophic proportions: Could the for-profit giant be  engaged in the systematic elimination of its more costly subscribers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Getting at the truth leads to Stapleton's unlikely pairing - both  professionally and personally - with Terese Hagen, an art director at a  hot Madison Avenue advertising firm. Together they discover that the  real explanation behind the killer contagions is even more Machiavellian  than could be imagined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-5574530305061582072?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5574530305061582072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=5574530305061582072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5574530305061582072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5574530305061582072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/robin-cook-contagion.html' title='Robin Cook - Contagion'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mL8HIOSaem8/Tp8Ru--44ZI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rveuxLRv-M4/s72-c/contagion-300px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6901001779594664596</id><published>2011-10-19T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:04:54.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlo Collodi - The Adventures of Pinocchio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRvMjWYzg7Q/Tp8RM5SD3eI/AAAAAAAAAws/QILxCxBTA7Q/s1600/n20225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRvMjWYzg7Q/Tp8RM5SD3eI/AAAAAAAAAws/QILxCxBTA7Q/s320/n20225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665265769488047586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In an Italian village, Geppetto, an old woodcarver, receives a piece  of wood which looks perfect for his next project, a puppet. But when he  sets to work something magical happens – the piece of wood begins to  talk. When Geppetto is finished, the puppet turns out to be cheeky,  naughty, and can walk, run and eat with as hearty an appetite as any  young boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geppetto calls him Pinocchio (which means ‘pine nut’) and brings him  up as his son. But Pinocchio is disobedient – he tells lies, and every  time he lies, his nose grows longer. Geppetto makes many sacrifices for  his adopted son, but Pinocchio finds it hard to be good. He is easily  led astray, tumbling from one disastrous adventure to another in which  he is robbed, imprisoned, chased by bandits and only narrowly escapes  death. His friends, the Cricket and the Blue Fairy, try to make see that  his dream – to be a real boy – can never come true until Pinocchio  finally changes his ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6901001779594664596?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6901001779594664596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6901001779594664596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6901001779594664596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6901001779594664596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/carlo-collodi-adventures-of-pinocchio.html' title='Carlo Collodi - The Adventures of Pinocchio'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRvMjWYzg7Q/Tp8RM5SD3eI/AAAAAAAAAws/QILxCxBTA7Q/s72-c/n20225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3744395852347478301</id><published>2011-10-19T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:00:17.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackie Collins - Hollywood Divorces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0I3RIfEWPYc/Tp8P_bIIX_I/AAAAAAAAAwg/KYRnoqmnj5g/s1600/%257B795CF911-972F-4C73-989D-ECF2A00AC449%257DImg100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0I3RIfEWPYc/Tp8P_bIIX_I/AAAAAAAAAwg/KYRnoqmnj5g/s320/%257B795CF911-972F-4C73-989D-ECF2A00AC449%257DImg100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665264438543409138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In her most scandalously titillating novel since the #1 bestselling   Hollywood Wives,  internationally renowned author Jackie Collins once  again takes her readers behind the scenes and into the bedrooms of  Hollywood's glamorous world of superstardom, where narcissism is a  virtue, and fidelity means not sleeping with anyone less attractive than  your spouse.   Leaving her readers to guess which real celebrities she  has used as models for her fabulous characters, Collins uses her  insider's knowledge of the Hollywood scene to bring life to their  stories of lust, scandal, and sweet revenge.   Principal among the  characters that make  Hollywood Divorces  so compulsively readable are  three strong, unforgettable women who find themselves walking the  treacherous pathway that inevitably leads to divorce. These are classic  Jackie Collins women -- beautiful, sexy, and determined to get things  done their way -- succeeding in spite of the odds.     Shelby Cheney,  32.  The raven-haired beautiful Shelby -- a talented film actress -- is  married to Linc Blackwood, a macho movie star with a yen for hard booze,  nights out with the guys, and plenty of other women. Shelby continues  to put up with his infidelities, because only she knows the tragic  secrets of his past.     Lola Sanchez, 24.  A sexy Latina superstar,  Lola climbed to the top the hard way. As an unknown, Lola encountered  Linc Blackwood at a party and spent the night with him. Now that she is a  superstar, he fails to remember their long and steamy night together,  infuriating Lola, who has revenge on her mind. Currently she is married  to Matt Seel, a tennis pro who she wed on the recommendation of her  advisers in an effort to distance herself from the real love of her  life, Tony Alvarez, a brilliant Latino movie director with a drug habit  he can't seem to break.     Cat Harrison, 19.  Blond, independent, a hot  writer/director with a wild-child past, she has a hit movie, a rock  star husband, and an amorous and powerful studio mogul determined to  make her do things his way or not at all. But Cat is not a girl to be  pushed around, and Cat has big plans of her own -- plans that will  surprise and shock everyone.    Divorce -- Hollywood style -- has never  been more fascinating, for no one has ever before offered so revealing a  look. The result is delicious fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3744395852347478301?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3744395852347478301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3744395852347478301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3744395852347478301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3744395852347478301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/jackie-collins-hollywood-divorces.html' title='Jackie Collins - Hollywood Divorces'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0I3RIfEWPYc/Tp8P_bIIX_I/AAAAAAAAAwg/KYRnoqmnj5g/s72-c/%257B795CF911-972F-4C73-989D-ECF2A00AC449%257DImg100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-748203817351337640</id><published>2011-10-19T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:57:55.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackie Collins - Dangerous Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8yobf4ymuw/Tp8PhQbdqcI/AAAAAAAAAwU/HIzTSllp_pg/s1600/dangerous-kiss-jackie-collins-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8yobf4ymuw/Tp8PhQbdqcI/AAAAAAAAAwU/HIzTSllp_pg/s320/dangerous-kiss-jackie-collins-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665263920275630530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The seductively beautiful, street-smart, and powerful Lucky Santangelo,  star of four of Jackie Collins's previous international number-one  bestsellers --  Chances, Lucky, Lady Boss,  and  Vendetta: Lucky's  Revenge  -- returns in  Dangerous Kiss.    In  Chances,  Lucky grew up  in a top crime family; in  Lucky,  she was married three times; in  Lady  Boss,  she took on Hollywood and bought Panther Studios; and in   Vendetta,  she fought off a lifelong enemy to keep the studio,  and  her  husband.   Now, in  Dangerous Kiss,  when a member of her family is  brutally gunned down in a random holdup, her fury knows no bounds. While  she is tracking the killer, her relationship with her husband,  charismatic writer and director Lennie Golden, is put to the test. Then,  suddenly, into her life comes a man from her past -- a man with a   dangerous kiss.     Dangerous Kiss  is a story of raw anger, love, lust,  murder, and revenge, and at its white-hot center is Lucky Santangelo, a  strong, exciting woman who dares to take chances -- and  always  wins.    In  Dangerous Kiss,  you will encounter many familiar faces, among  them:    Brigette Stanislopoulos,  Lucky's twenty-five-year-old  goddaughter -- an heiress due to become one of the richest women in the  world. Now a top supermodel in New York, Brigette is put in desperate  peril when she meets a man who is out to ruin her life.    Alex Woods,  a  Hollywood producer with a lethal smile and a deadly obsession...     Venus Maria,  America's most controversial superstar...and...    Charlie  Dollar,  the off-the-wall, fifty-something movie star with an eye for  teenage girls.   You will also meet an exciting cast of newcomers:     Count Carlo Vittorio Vitti,  a dangerously handsome playboy with his own  twisted agenda...    Lina,  a devastatingly sexy black supermodel with  an insatiable yen for men, money, and a big film career...    Price  Washington,  a famous black comedian with a crack-addicted past...     Teddy Washington,  his sixteen-year-old son who unintentionally gets  caught up in murder...    Claudia,  a simple Italian girl with a secret  from Lennie's past that will rock Lucky's world...   And the Kopistanis:     Irena  -- Price's Russian housekeeper who knows all his secrets; and     Mila  -- her eighteen-year-old daughter with a heart of steel and  the cunning of a fox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-748203817351337640?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/748203817351337640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=748203817351337640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/748203817351337640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/748203817351337640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/jackie-collins-dangerous-kiss.html' title='Jackie Collins - Dangerous Kiss'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8yobf4ymuw/Tp8PhQbdqcI/AAAAAAAAAwU/HIzTSllp_pg/s72-c/dangerous-kiss-jackie-collins-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-7413362362697178955</id><published>2011-10-19T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:55:50.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackie Collins - Vendetta, Lucky's Revenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acue0ruMffE/Tp8PBiqLdBI/AAAAAAAAAwI/b0Mt9tE8nA8/s1600/vendetta-luckys-revenge-jackie-collins-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acue0ruMffE/Tp8PBiqLdBI/AAAAAAAAAwI/b0Mt9tE8nA8/s320/vendetta-luckys-revenge-jackie-collins-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665263375413376018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Lucky Santangelo is back -- with a vengance! Dangerously sensual,  breathtakingly beautiful, and utterly unforgettable, she is Lucky  Santangelo, the sizzling star of  Chances, Lucky,  and  Lady Boss.  With   Vendetta: Lucky's Revenge,  Jackie Collins continues the saga of Lucky  Santangelo in a nonstop, action-packed tale of sex, betrayal, drugs,  intrigue, and murder. A scorching new installment of the wildly popular  Lucky series,  Vendetta  finds Lucky in the most perilous situation of  her life when her prized Panther Studios is taken from her by Donna  Landsman, the unscrupulous widow of Lucky's arch-enemy, Santino  Bonnatti. Donna intends to destroy Lucky in every way she can, but Lucky  is street-smart, powerful, and just as ruthlessly dangerous. And so the  battle for control begins. With  Vendetta: Lucky's Revenge,  Jackie  Collins proves once again why she is an international powerhouse, a  writer who digs deep into the glamorous, intoxicating -- yet ultimately  treacherous -- world of Hollywood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-7413362362697178955?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7413362362697178955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=7413362362697178955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7413362362697178955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7413362362697178955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/jackie-collins-vendetta-luckys-revenge.html' title='Jackie Collins - Vendetta, Lucky&apos;s Revenge'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acue0ruMffE/Tp8PBiqLdBI/AAAAAAAAAwI/b0Mt9tE8nA8/s72-c/vendetta-luckys-revenge-jackie-collins-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-518943091354428935</id><published>2011-10-19T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T06:36:20.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackie Collins - Lovers and players</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PjoII_X2API/Tp7SN3rDcXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/BtlV3jpbRYg/s1600/n141916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PjoII_X2API/Tp7SN3rDcXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/BtlV3jpbRYg/s320/n141916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665196517003325810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Dangerous sex, family secrets, irresistible power, mega money, and two  murders equal one reckless week in   New York  …   In  Lovers &amp;amp;  Players , the Diamond family rules.  Red  Diamond is an abusive and  much-loathed billionaire. His three sons,  Max, Chris , and  Jett,  are  summoned to New York for a family meeting which rocks their world.    Diahann , a beautiful black ex-singer, works as Red’s housekeeper—a job  her daughter,  Liberty , does not approve of. A waitress and would-be  singer herself, Liberty has dreams of her own and while she pursues  them,  Damon P. Donnell , married hip-hop mogul supreme, pursues  her .   Young New York heiress  Amy Scott-Simon  is engaged to marry Max. At  her bachelorette party she runs into Jett. Jett has no idea who Amy is.  She also doesn’t realize who  he  is. A one-night fling leads to major  complications.  Now the lives of these characters will intertwine,  forever changing their destinies, in this highly charged love story  about family relationships and deadly choices.   “A decadent concoction  sure to appeal…a fast lane take on the lives of the rich and fabulous.”    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-518943091354428935?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/518943091354428935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=518943091354428935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/518943091354428935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/518943091354428935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/jackie-collins-lovers-and-players.html' title='Jackie Collins - Lovers and players'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PjoII_X2API/Tp7SN3rDcXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/BtlV3jpbRYg/s72-c/n141916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-7445347300875374186</id><published>2011-10-19T06:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T06:28:36.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulo Coelho - The winner stands alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mt59q6UmTE/Tp7QbVcN0QI/AAAAAAAAAvw/6qSqcIujG80/s1600/3228161894_b49a33d8bf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mt59q6UmTE/Tp7QbVcN0QI/AAAAAAAAAvw/6qSqcIujG80/s320/3228161894_b49a33d8bf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665194549309198594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The beloved, bestselling international author of  The Alchemist  returns  with another haunting novel—a thrilling journey into our constant  fascination with the worlds of fame, fortune, and celebrity.       A  profound meditation on personal power and innocent dreams that are  manipulated or undone by success,  The Winner Stands Alone  is set in  the exciting worlds of fashion and cinema. Taking place over the course  of twenty-four hours during the Cannes Film Festival, it is the story of  Igor, a successful, driven Russian entrepreneur who will go to the  darkest lengths to reclaim a lost love—his ex-wife, Ewa. Believing that  his life with Ewa was divinely ordained, Igor once told her that he  would destroy whole worlds to get her back. The conflict between an  individual evil force and society emerges, and as the novel unfolds,  morality is derailed.     Meet the players and poseurs behind the scenes  at Cannes—the "Superclass" of producers, actors, designers, and  supermodels, as well as the aspiring starlets, has-been stars, and jaded  hangers-on. Adroitly interweaving the characters' stories, Paulo Coelho  uses his twelfth novel to paint an engrossing picture of a world  overrun by glamour and excess, and shows us the possibly dire  consequences of our obsession with fame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-7445347300875374186?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7445347300875374186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=7445347300875374186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7445347300875374186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7445347300875374186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/paulo-coelho-winner-stands-alone.html' title='Paulo Coelho - The winner stands alone'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mt59q6UmTE/Tp7QbVcN0QI/AAAAAAAAAvw/6qSqcIujG80/s72-c/3228161894_b49a33d8bf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-8658710971269627705</id><published>2011-10-19T06:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T06:26:37.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGOhpKgpKow/Tp7PrTnephI/AAAAAAAAAvk/QY_diV0jpAE/s1600/the_alchemist1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGOhpKgpKow/Tp7PrTnephI/AAAAAAAAAvk/QY_diV0jpAE/s320/the_alchemist1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665193724185847314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;i style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; details the journey of an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Andalusian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; shepherd boy named Santiago. Santiago, believing a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;recurring dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;prophetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;,  decides to travel to the pyramids of Egypt to find treasure. He then  tells a lone gypsy about this treasure. As he leaves, the gypsy mentions  one thing: If he does find the treasure, she wants 1/10 of it. On the  way, he encounters love, danger, opportunity, disaster and learns a lot  about himself and the ways of the world. One of the significant  characters that he meets is an old king named Melchizedek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: lucida grande;" id="cite_ref-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Alchemist_%28novel%29#cite_note-2"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;who tells him about discovering his personal legend: what he always wanted to accomplish in his life. And that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;  This is the core philosophy and motto of the book. During his travels,  he meets a beautiful Arabian woman named Fatima who explains to him that  if he follows his heart, he shall find what it is he seeks. Santiago  then encounters a lone alchemist who tells about personal legends. He  says that people only want to find the treasure of their personal  legends but not the personal legend itself. He feels unsure about  himself as he listens to the alchemist's teachings. The alchemist states  "Those who don't understand their personal legends will fail to  comprehend its teachings."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-8658710971269627705?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8658710971269627705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=8658710971269627705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8658710971269627705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8658710971269627705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/paulo-coelho-alchemist.html' title='Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGOhpKgpKow/Tp7PrTnephI/AAAAAAAAAvk/QY_diV0jpAE/s72-c/the_alchemist1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1123244709244465132</id><published>2011-10-19T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T06:23:37.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulo Coelho - The Zahir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Oh2dscMxA8/Tp7O4rpkYrI/AAAAAAAAAvY/slci4Padggc/s1600/the_zahir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Oh2dscMxA8/Tp7O4rpkYrI/AAAAAAAAAvY/slci4Padggc/s320/the_zahir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665192854463734450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Zahir&lt;/i&gt; means 'the obvious' or 'conspicuous' in &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Arabic&lt;/span&gt;. The story revolves around the life of the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;narrator&lt;/span&gt;,  a bestselling novelist, and in particular his search for his missing  wife, Esther. He enjoys all the privileges that money and celebrity  bring. He is suspected of foul play by both the police and the press,  who suspect that he may have had a role in the inexplicable  disappearance of his wife from their &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt; home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As a result of this disappearance, the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;protagonist&lt;/span&gt;  is forced to re-examine his own life as well as his marriage. The  narrator is unable to figure out what led to Esther's disappearance. Was  she abducted or had she abandoned the marriage? He encounters Mikhail,  one of Esther's friends, during a book launch. He learns from Mikhail  that Esther, who had been a war correspondent against the wishes of her  husband (the protagonist), had left in a search for peace, as she had  trouble living with her husband. The author eventually realizes that in  order to find Esther he must first find his own self. Mikhail introduces  him to his own beliefs and customs, his mission of spreading love by  holding sessions in hotels and meeting homeless people living in the  streets. He tells the narrator about the voices he hears, and his  beliefs related to them. The narrator, who only too frequently falls in  love with women, consults with his current lover, Marie, about his  encounters with Mikhail. She warns him that Mikhail could be an  epileptic. However, she also advises him to search for the Zahir as is  his desire, even though she would prefer him to stay with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The narrator eventually decides to go in search of his Zahir. As it was Esther who had initially brought Mikhail from &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Kazakhstan&lt;/span&gt;  to France, the protagonist suspects that she may in fact be in  Kazakhstan. At first, he is curious about what made Esther leave, but  later he realizes that troubles with her relationship with her husband  may have been a major reason. As he discovers, she was interested in  getting to know herself through the making of carpets. Eventually the  narrator meets his Zahir and the outcome of this meeting constitutes the  climax of the book. Through the narrator's journey from Paris to  Kazakhstan, Coelho explores the various meanings of love and life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a recurring theme in the book, Coelho&lt;sup id="cite_ref-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Zahir_%28novel%29#cite_note-2"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;compares marriage with a set of railway tracks which stay together  forever but fail to come any closer. The novel is a journey from a  stagnant marriage and love to the realization of unseen but ever  increasing attraction between two souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1123244709244465132?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1123244709244465132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1123244709244465132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1123244709244465132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1123244709244465132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/paulo-coelho-zahir.html' title='Paulo Coelho - The Zahir'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Oh2dscMxA8/Tp7O4rpkYrI/AAAAAAAAAvY/slci4Padggc/s72-c/the_zahir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6339924360658341470</id><published>2011-10-19T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T06:20:30.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulo Coelho - Eleven minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qNzseET-gHQ/Tp7OfGo-qgI/AAAAAAAAAvM/-EJzAk7y958/s1600/elevenmins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qNzseET-gHQ/Tp7OfGo-qgI/AAAAAAAAAvM/-EJzAk7y958/s320/elevenmins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665192415032420866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Eleven Minutes  is the story of Maria, a young girl from a Brazilian  village, whose first innocent brushes with love leave her heartbroken.  At a tender age, she becomes convinced that she will never find true  love, instead believing that "love is a terrible thing that will make  you suffer. . . ." A chance meeting in Rio takes her to Geneva, where  she dreams of finding fame and fortune. Maria's despairing view of love  is put to the test when she meets a handsome young painter. In this  odyssey of self-discovery, Maria has to choose between pursuing a path  of darkness -- sexual pleasure for its own sake -- or risking everything  to find her own "inner light" and the possibility of sacred sex, sex in  the context of love.     This P.S. edition features an extra 16 pages  of insights into the book, including author interviews, recommended  reading, and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6339924360658341470?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6339924360658341470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6339924360658341470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6339924360658341470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6339924360658341470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/paulo-coelho-eleven-minutes.html' title='Paulo Coelho - Eleven minutes'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qNzseET-gHQ/Tp7OfGo-qgI/AAAAAAAAAvM/-EJzAk7y958/s72-c/elevenmins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1529670638174986189</id><published>2011-10-18T23:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:56:21.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harlan Coben - Hold tight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6OHBMPuEjk/Tp50d37IhEI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pEzB5YQtjf0/s1600/111hold-tight-harlan-coben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6OHBMPuEjk/Tp50d37IhEI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pEzB5YQtjf0/s320/111hold-tight-harlan-coben.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665093437855663170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;#1 bestselling author Harlan Coben asks that provocative and terrifying  question with his fifteenth thriller. How much do parents really want to  know about their kids?   #1 bestselling author Harlan Coben asks that  provocative and terrifying question with his fifteenth thriller.    #1  bestselling author Harlan Coben has become an unstoppable force in  suspense fiction. His most recent novel,  The Woods , spent more time on  the  New York Times  bestseller list than his previous books and sales  reached his highest levels to date. His latest page-turner, which is  about just how far parents will go to protect their kids, is destined  for the top of every bestseller list.   Tia and Mike Baye never imagined  they’d become the type of overprotective parents who spy on their kids.  But their sixteen-year-old son Adam has been unusually distant lately,  and after the suicide of his classmate Spencer Hill—the latest in a  string of issues at school—they can’t help but worry. They install a  sophisticated spy program on Adam’s computer, and within days are jolted  by a message from an unknown correspondent addressed to their son:  “Just stay quiet and all safe.”   Meanwhile, browsing through an online  memorial for Spencer put together by his classmates, Betsy Hill is  struck by a photo that appears to have been taken on the night of her  son’s death . . . and he wasn’t alone. She thinks it is Adam Baye  standing just outside the camera’s range; but when Adam goes missing, it  soon becomes clear that something deep and sinister has infected their  community. For Tia and Mike Baye, the question they must answer is this:  When it comes to your kids, is it possible to know too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1529670638174986189?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1529670638174986189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1529670638174986189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1529670638174986189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1529670638174986189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/harlan-coben-hold-tight.html' title='Harlan Coben - Hold tight'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6OHBMPuEjk/Tp50d37IhEI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pEzB5YQtjf0/s72-c/111hold-tight-harlan-coben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1819712616520718970</id><published>2011-10-18T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:54:21.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>James Clavell - Shogun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3G83KXsemxc/Tp5z4DOzsXI/AAAAAAAAAu0/iLA8yumqLno/s1600/Shogun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3G83KXsemxc/Tp5z4DOzsXI/AAAAAAAAAu0/iLA8yumqLno/s320/Shogun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665092788055945586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;An explorer in seventeenth-century Japan, ambitious Englishman John   Blackthorne encounters the powerful and power-hungry Lord Toranaga and  the Catholic convert Lady Mariko when his ship is wrecked off the coast,  leaving only him and a small number of the crew alive. A Pilot for his  ship Erasmus, he becomes invaluable to Lord Toranaga's cause with his  knowledge of the outside world, but only after he begins to understand  the people of Japan and starts to cast off his 'barbarian' ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1819712616520718970?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1819712616520718970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1819712616520718970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1819712616520718970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1819712616520718970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/james-clavell-shogun.html' title='James Clavell - Shogun'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3G83KXsemxc/Tp5z4DOzsXI/AAAAAAAAAu0/iLA8yumqLno/s72-c/Shogun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-9016777566556398812</id><published>2011-10-18T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:50:48.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracy Chevalier - Burning bright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2tgtOJVsck/Tp5zMQybXZI/AAAAAAAAAuo/zWNTBc4w9kQ/s1600/51dIaDnp6QL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2tgtOJVsck/Tp5zMQybXZI/AAAAAAAAAuo/zWNTBc4w9kQ/s320/51dIaDnp6QL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665092035780763026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The wonderful new novel from the much loved author of 'Girl With a Pearl  Earring' and 'Falling Angels'.  Flames and funerals, circus feats and  seduction, neighbours and nakedness: Tracy Chevalier's new novel  'Burning Bright' sparkles with drama.  London 1792. The Kellaways move  from familiar rural Dorset to the tumult of a cramped, unforgiving city.  They are leaving behind a terrible loss, a blow that only a completely  new life may soften.  Against the backdrop of a city jittery over the  increasingly bloody French Revolution, a surprising bond forms between  Jem, the youngest Kellaway boy, and streetwise Londoner Maggie  Butterfield. Their friendship takes a dramatic turn when they become  entangled in the life of their neighbour, the printer, poet and radical,  William Blake. He is a guiding spirit as Jem and Maggie navigate the  unpredictable, exhilarating passage from innocence to experience. Their  journey inspires one of Blake's most entrancing works.  Georgian London  is recreated as vividly in Burning Bright as 17th-century Delft was in  Tracy Chevalier's bestselling masterpiece, Girl with a Pearl Earring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-9016777566556398812?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9016777566556398812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=9016777566556398812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9016777566556398812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/9016777566556398812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/tracy-chevalier-burning-bright.html' title='Tracy Chevalier - Burning bright'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2tgtOJVsck/Tp5zMQybXZI/AAAAAAAAAuo/zWNTBc4w9kQ/s72-c/51dIaDnp6QL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-6725090409718602780</id><published>2011-10-18T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:49:00.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracy Chevalier - The virgin blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WoWDqAAOx_0/Tp5ywdVf9SI/AAAAAAAAAuc/reIT76eXy9Q/s1600/n69715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WoWDqAAOx_0/Tp5ywdVf9SI/AAAAAAAAAuc/reIT76eXy9Q/s320/n69715.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665091558112752930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Meet Ella Turner and Isabelle du Moulin - two women born centuries  apart, yet bound by a fateful family legacy. When Ella and her husband  move to a small town in France, Ella hopes to brush up on her French,  qualify to practice as a midwife, and start a family of her own. Village  life turns out to be less idyllic than she expected, however, and a  peculiar dream of the color blue propels her on a quest to uncover her  family's French ancestry. As the novel unfolds - alternating between  Ella's story and that of Isabelle du Moulin four hundred years earlier -  a common thread emerges that unexpectedly links the two women. Part  detective story, part historical fiction,  The Virgin Blue  is a novel  of passion and intrigue that compels readers to the very last page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-6725090409718602780?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6725090409718602780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=6725090409718602780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6725090409718602780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/6725090409718602780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/tracy-chevalier-virgin-blue.html' title='Tracy Chevalier - The virgin blue'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WoWDqAAOx_0/Tp5ywdVf9SI/AAAAAAAAAuc/reIT76eXy9Q/s72-c/n69715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-7897854905730425748</id><published>2011-10-18T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:47:05.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracy Chevalier - The lady and the unicorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qtCfBqVLKDE/Tp5yTveMN4I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Xo1UhpA-ujw/s1600/lady.jpg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qtCfBqVLKDE/Tp5yTveMN4I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Xo1UhpA-ujw/s320/lady.jpg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665091064764839810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A tour de force of history and imagination,  The Lady and the Unicorn   is Tracy Chevalier’s   answer to the mystery behind one of the art  world’s great masterpieces—a set of bewitching   medieval tapestries  that hangs today in the Cluny Museum in Paris. They appear to portray  the   seduction of a unicorn, but the story behind their making is  unknown—until now.     Paris, 1490.  A shrewd French nobleman  commissions six lavish tapestries celebrating his rising   status at  Court. He hires the charismatic, arrogant, sublimely talented Nicolas  des Innocents to   design them. Nicolas creates havoc among the women in  the house—mother and daughter,   servant, and lady-in-waiting—before  taking his designs north to the Brussels workshop where the   tapestries  are to be woven. There, master weaver Georges de la Chapelle risks  everything he   has to finish the tapestries—his finest, most intricate  work—on time for his exacting French client.   The results change all  their lives—lives that have been captured in the tapestries, for those  who   know where to look.     In  The Lady and the Unicorn , Tracy  Chevalier weaves fact and fiction into a beautiful,   timeless, and  intriguing literary tapestry—an extraordinary story exquisitely told.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-7897854905730425748?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7897854905730425748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=7897854905730425748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7897854905730425748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/7897854905730425748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/tracy-chevalier-lady-and-unicorn.html' title='Tracy Chevalier - The lady and the unicorn'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qtCfBqVLKDE/Tp5yTveMN4I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Xo1UhpA-ujw/s72-c/lady.jpg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1310559233871890389</id><published>2011-10-18T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:43:57.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lewis Carroll - Alice in Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oi0qWEpdZ9k/Tp5xjidL-hI/AAAAAAAAAuE/wJ9l5kMlobY/s1600/Alice%2Bin%2BWonderland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oi0qWEpdZ9k/Tp5xjidL-hI/AAAAAAAAAuE/wJ9l5kMlobY/s320/Alice%2Bin%2BWonderland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665090236637248018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Alice follows a white rabbit down a rabbit hole and is transported into  Wonderland. While there she meets many different characters that behave  quite strangely, participates in a Caucus Race, befriends a smiling cat,  is introduced to the Duchess and her shape changing child, plays  croquet with the Queen, and takes part in a trial of the Knave of  Hearts. All while navigating and learning the rules of the fanciful  land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1310559233871890389?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1310559233871890389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1310559233871890389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1310559233871890389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1310559233871890389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/lewis-carroll-alice-in-wonderland.html' title='Lewis Carroll - Alice in Wonderland'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oi0qWEpdZ9k/Tp5xjidL-hI/AAAAAAAAAuE/wJ9l5kMlobY/s72-c/Alice%2Bin%2BWonderland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3472688853195383556</id><published>2011-10-18T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T11:07:56.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cally Taylor - Heaven can wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix0dX4gmcAc/Tp3AVIHgb9I/AAAAAAAAAt4/3cC4a1HXmk0/s1600/heavencanwait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix0dX4gmcAc/Tp3AVIHgb9I/AAAAAAAAAt4/3cC4a1HXmk0/s320/heavencanwait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664895375490707410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Lucy Brown is the happiest she's ever been. She's about to marry the man  of her dreams - kind, handsome, witty Dan - and everything she's always  wanted is finally within her reach. But the night before her wedding  Lucy has a fatal accident. She is offered a choice: accept a lifetime's  separation from her soul mate to go to heaven or stay with Dan forever -  and become a ghost. For Lucy, there is only one option - she will not  leave Dan. But it turns out things aren't quite as easy as that. If Lucy  wants to become a ghost she has to find true love for a complete  stranger. And when she discovers that her so-called best friend Anna is  determined to make a move on the heartbroken, vulnerable Dan, the  pressure really is on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3472688853195383556?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3472688853195383556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3472688853195383556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3472688853195383556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3472688853195383556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/cally-taylor-heaven-can-wait.html' title='Cally Taylor - Heaven can wait'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix0dX4gmcAc/Tp3AVIHgb9I/AAAAAAAAAt4/3cC4a1HXmk0/s72-c/heavencanwait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-4979098114354547863</id><published>2011-10-18T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:18:51.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meg Cabot, Kim Harrison, Michele Jaffe, Lauren Myracle, Stephenie Meyer  - Prom Nights from Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy6aUjiGX88/Tp2_whAsrRI/AAAAAAAAAts/pwJKvaYX0o0/s1600/f0bbsbuezv1k_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy6aUjiGX88/Tp2_whAsrRI/AAAAAAAAAts/pwJKvaYX0o0/s320/f0bbsbuezv1k_t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664894746517875986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;In this exciting collection, bestselling authors Meg Cabot (How to Be  Popular), Kim Harrison (A Fistful of Charms), Michele Jaffe (Bad Kitty),  Stephenie Meyer (Twilight), and Lauren Myracle (ttyl ) take bad prom  nights to a whole new level—a paranormally bad level. Wardrobe  malfunctions and two left feet are nothing compared to discovering  you're dancing with the Grim Reaper-and he isn't here to tell you how  hot you look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;From vampire exterminations to angels fighting demons,  these five stories with entertainment better than a DJ in a bad tux. No  corsage or limo rental necessary. Just good, scary fun. An amazing book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-4979098114354547863?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4979098114354547863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=4979098114354547863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4979098114354547863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4979098114354547863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/meg-cabot-kim-harrison-michele-jaffe.html' title='Meg Cabot, Kim Harrison, Michele Jaffe, Lauren Myracle, Stephenie Meyer  - Prom Nights from Hell'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy6aUjiGX88/Tp2_whAsrRI/AAAAAAAAAts/pwJKvaYX0o0/s72-c/f0bbsbuezv1k_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-8980579297244899481</id><published>2011-10-18T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T11:01:55.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meg Cabot - Ready or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IemWV-48dSQ/Tp2-uLp_EkI/AAAAAAAAAtg/hlY4B6yUI2o/s1600/400000000000000035013_s4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IemWV-48dSQ/Tp2-uLp_EkI/AAAAAAAAAtg/hlY4B6yUI2o/s320/400000000000000035013_s4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664893606914101826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" class="ugc"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Top ten things Samantha Madison isn't ready for:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Spending Thanksgiving at Camp David  &lt;br /&gt;9. With her boyfriend, the president's son  &lt;br /&gt;8. Who appears to want to take their relationship to the Next Level &lt;br /&gt;7. Which Sam inadvertently and shockingly announces live on MTV  &lt;br /&gt;6. While appearing to support the president's dubious policies on families, morals, and yes, sex  &lt;br /&gt;5. Juggling her new after-school job at Potomac Video  &lt;br /&gt;4. Even though she already has a job as teen ambassador to the UN (that she doesn't get paid for)  &lt;br /&gt;3.  Riding the Metro and getting accosted because she's "the redheaded girl  who saved the president's life," in spite of her new, semipermanent  Midnight Ebony tresses  &lt;br /&gt;2. Experiencing total role reversal with her popular sister Lucy, who for once can't get the guy she wants &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the number-one thing Sam isn't ready for?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Finding out the hard way that in art class, "life drawing" means "naked people."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-8980579297244899481?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8980579297244899481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=8980579297244899481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8980579297244899481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8980579297244899481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/meg-cabot-ready-or-not.html' title='Meg Cabot - Ready or not'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IemWV-48dSQ/Tp2-uLp_EkI/AAAAAAAAAtg/hlY4B6yUI2o/s72-c/400000000000000035013_s4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3369635602091806728</id><published>2011-10-18T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T10:57:46.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandra Brown - Sweet anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7AeJqCi-sY/Tp2-Ex2KrHI/AAAAAAAAAtU/3KJgUxeY7I4/s1600/sweet-anger-sandra-brown-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7AeJqCi-sY/Tp2-Ex2KrHI/AAAAAAAAAtU/3KJgUxeY7I4/s320/sweet-anger-sandra-brown-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664892895611235442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television newscaster Kari Wynne blamed her shattered life on one  man--D.A. Hunter McKee. He hadn't directly caused her husband's death,  but he had destroyed his reputation. Still, the desire that exploded  every time they met was almost overwhelming. Now, Kari will begin a  desperate search for the truth about her husband's mysterious death, and  about the man she wants to hate who somehow awakens within her the kind  of passion she has never known before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3369635602091806728?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3369635602091806728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3369635602091806728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3369635602091806728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3369635602091806728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/sandra-brown-sweet-anger.html' title='Sandra Brown - Sweet anger'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7AeJqCi-sY/Tp2-Ex2KrHI/AAAAAAAAAtU/3KJgUxeY7I4/s72-c/sweet-anger-sandra-brown-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-5087692697162905040</id><published>2011-10-18T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T05:22:29.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandra Brown - Mirror image</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJ7eZSugd08/Tp1vUbtkhYI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Fa-sATnVDpg/s1600/685788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJ7eZSugd08/Tp1vUbtkhYI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Fa-sATnVDpg/s320/685788.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664806303128913282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;A jet crash handed Avery Daniels a golden opportunity. Mistaken for  Carole Rutledge, the badly injured Avery has found that plastic surgery  has given her Carole's face, the famous senatorial candidate for a  husband, and a powerful Texas dynasty for in-laws. She makes the  shattering discovery that someone close to the senator plans to  assassinate him. Now to save the life of the man she loves, Avery must  live another woman's life-and risk her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-5087692697162905040?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5087692697162905040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=5087692697162905040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5087692697162905040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5087692697162905040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/sandra-brown-mirror-image.html' title='Sandra Brown - Mirror image'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJ7eZSugd08/Tp1vUbtkhYI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Fa-sATnVDpg/s72-c/685788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-2900270127082749566</id><published>2011-10-18T05:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T05:19:43.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan Brown - The lost symbol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOkrE55S-8E/Tp1uuXIJ4gI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Kfz9OShVY4o/s1600/LostSymbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOkrE55S-8E/Tp1uuXIJ4gI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Kfz9OShVY4o/s320/LostSymbol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664805649063207426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" class="ugc"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As the story opens, Harvard symbologist Robert  Langdon is summoned unexpectedly to deliver an evening lecture in the  U.S. Capitol Building.&lt;br /&gt;Within minutes of his arrival, however, the  night takes a bizarre turn. A disturbing object,his best friends hand,  artfully encoded with five symbols--is discovered in the Capitol  Building.&lt;br /&gt;Langdon recognizes the object as an ancient invitation...  one meant to usher its recipient into a long-lost world of esoteric  wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Langdon's beloved mentor, Peter Solomon--a prominent  Mason and philanthropist--is brutally kidnapped, Langdon realizes his  only hope of saving Peter is to accept this mystical invitation and  follow wherever it leads him.&lt;br /&gt;Langdon is instantly plunged into a  clandestine world of Masonic secrets, hidden history, and  never-before-seen locations--all of which seem to be dragging him toward  a single, inconceivable truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As the world discovered in The Da  Vinci Code and Angels &amp;amp; Demons, Dan Brown's novels are brilliant  tapestries of veiled histories, arcane symbols, and enigmatic codes. In  this new novel, he again challenges readers with an intelligent,  lightning-paced story that offers surprises at every turn.  &lt;br /&gt;The Lost Symbol is exactly what Brown's fans have been waiting for... his most thrilling novel yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-2900270127082749566?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2900270127082749566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=2900270127082749566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2900270127082749566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2900270127082749566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/dan-brown-lost-symbol.html' title='Dan Brown - The lost symbol'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOkrE55S-8E/Tp1uuXIJ4gI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Kfz9OShVY4o/s72-c/LostSymbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-4333167507559596527</id><published>2011-10-18T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T05:16:19.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan Brown - The Da Vinci code</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mI_htD-1m9k/Tp1t83dhHDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/3ZVHFiAyi3c/s1600/DaVinci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mI_htD-1m9k/Tp1t83dhHDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/3ZVHFiAyi3c/s320/DaVinci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664804798749285426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brown's latest thriller (after Angels and Demons) is an exhaustively  researched page-turner about secret religious societies, ancient  coverups and savage vengeance.The action kicks off in modern-day Paris  with the murder of the Louvre's chief curator,whose body is found laid  out in symbolic repose at the foot of the Mona Lisa. Seizing control of  the case are Sophie Neveu, a lovely French police cryptologist, and  Harvard symbol expert Robert Langdon, reprising his role from Brown's  last book. The two find several puzzling codes at the murder scene, all  of which form a treasure map to the fabled Holy Grail. As their search  moves from France to England, Neveu and Langdon are confounded by two  mysterious groups-the legendary Priory of Sion, a nearly 1,000-year-old  secret society whose members have included Botticelli and Isaac Newton,  and the conservative Catholic organization Opus Dei. Both have their own  reasons for wanting to ensure that the Grail isn't found. Brown  sometimes ladles out too much religious history at the expense of  pacing, and Langdon is a hero in desperate need of more chutzpah. Still,  Brown has assembled a whopper of a plot that will please both  conspiracy buffs and thriller addicts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-4333167507559596527?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4333167507559596527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=4333167507559596527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4333167507559596527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4333167507559596527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/dan-brown-da-vinci-code.html' title='Dan Brown - The Da Vinci code'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mI_htD-1m9k/Tp1t83dhHDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/3ZVHFiAyi3c/s72-c/DaVinci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-2279806757665657817</id><published>2011-10-18T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T05:14:03.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan Brown - Deception point</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ij1fU8JslGk/Tp1tbBwnZrI/AAAAAAAAAso/qX0Y5DJ_vtw/s1600/0552151769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ij1fU8JslGk/Tp1tbBwnZrI/AAAAAAAAAso/qX0Y5DJ_vtw/s320/0552151769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664804217398191794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A shocking scientific discovery. A conspiracy of staggering brilliance. A  thriller unlike any you've ever read....   When a NASA satellite  discovers an astonishingly rare unearthly object buried deep in the  Arctic ice, the floundering space agency proclaims a much-needed victory  -- a victory with profound implications for NASA policy and the  impending presidential election. To verify the authenticity of the find,  the White House calls upon the skills of intelligence analyst, Rachel  Sexton. Accompanied by a team of experts, including the charismatic  scholar Michael Tolland, Rachel travels to the Arctic and uncovers the  unthinkable: evidence of scientific trickery -- a bold deception that  threatens to plunge the world into controversy. But before she can warn  the president, Rachel and Michael are ambushed by a team of assassins.  Fleeing for their lives across a desolate and lethal landscape, their  only hope for survival is to discover who is behind this masterful plot.  The truth, they will learn, is the most shocking deception of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-2279806757665657817?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2279806757665657817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=2279806757665657817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2279806757665657817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2279806757665657817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/dan-brown-deception-point.html' title='Dan Brown - Deception point'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ij1fU8JslGk/Tp1tbBwnZrI/AAAAAAAAAso/qX0Y5DJ_vtw/s72-c/0552151769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-213959919689816004</id><published>2011-10-18T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T05:11:05.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven Bochco - Death by Hollywood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VTzyrMeYXI/Tp1s1GziM2I/AAAAAAAAAsY/Gq6Xn8cSnHg/s1600/death-by-hollywood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VTzyrMeYXI/Tp1s1GziM2I/AAAAAAAAAsY/Gq6Xn8cSnHg/s320/death-by-hollywood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664803565917582178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the acclaimed co-creator of  Hill Street Blues ,  L.A. Law , and   NYPD Blue ,  Death by Hollywood  is a suspenseful, shocking, and darkly  comic crime novel about a screenwriter, a billionaire's wife, a murder,  and, of course, a cop.   "There used to be a writer by the name of Merle  Miller, who wrote that people in Hollywood are always touching you--not  because they like you, but because they want to see how soft you are  before they eat you alive." So begins this seductive and surprising  novel by two-time Edgar Award–winning writer Steven Bochco, in which a  down-on-his-luck screenwriter named Bobby Newman tries to turn a brutal  murder into his next movie payday.   One day, while spying on his  Hollywood Hills neighbors through his $4,000 Bushnell XR90 electronic  telescope, Bobby sees a beautiful socialite making love to a handsome  Latin actor named Ramon. When their pillow talk takes a turn for the  ugly, Bobby watches in horror as the woman bludgeons her lover to death  with his own acting trophy. Deciding to write about it instead of  reporting it to the cops, Bobby insinuates himself into Detective Dennis  Farentino’s murder investigation, forging an unusual friendship with  the cop that turns out to be more complex than either of them had  bargained for. Before long, Bobby has dragged the detective, his  estranged wife, his lover, and his agent into a Hollywood fun-house hall  of mirrors, where only the most manipulative player will survive.    Savvy, funny, sexy, and streetwise,  Death by Hollywood  is the tale  Steven Bochco couldn't tell on television. It is the work of an  ingenious storyteller, certain to enthrall readers from beginning to  end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-213959919689816004?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/213959919689816004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=213959919689816004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/213959919689816004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/213959919689816004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/steven-bochco-death-by-hollywood.html' title='Steven Bochco - Death by Hollywood'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VTzyrMeYXI/Tp1s1GziM2I/AAAAAAAAAsY/Gq6Xn8cSnHg/s72-c/death-by-hollywood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-8549738587633113931</id><published>2011-10-18T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T01:30:17.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judy Blume - Summer Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Fgpe0uxZdg/Tp05FZsUPzI/AAAAAAAAAsM/HeOFRGYRtnI/s1600/article-0-04999082000005DC-610_306x486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Fgpe0uxZdg/Tp05FZsUPzI/AAAAAAAAAsM/HeOFRGYRtnI/s320/article-0-04999082000005DC-610_306x486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664746671260843826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No writer captures the seasons of our lives better than Judy  Blume.  Now, from the  New York Times  bestselling author of  Wifey  and   Smart Women,  comes an extraordinary novel of reminiscence and  awakening--an unforgettable story of two women, two families, and the  friendships that shape a lifetime.  When Victoria Leonard answers the  phone in her Manhattan office, Caitlin's voice catches her by  surprise.  Vix hasn't talked to her oldest friend in months.  Caitlin's  news takes her breath away--and Vix is transported back in time, back to  the moment she and Caitlin Somers first met, back to the casual  betrayals and whispered confessions of their long, complicated  friendship, back to the magical island where two friends became summer  sisters.  Caitlin dazzled Vix from the start, sweeping her into the  heart of the unruly Somers family, into a world of privilege, adventure,  and sexual daring.  Vix's bond with her summer family forever reshapes  her ties to her own, opening doors to opportunities she had never  imagined--until the summer she falls passionately in love.  Then, in one  shattering moment on a moonswept Vineyard beach, everything changes,  exposing a dark undercurrent in her extraordinary friendship with  Caitlin that will haunt them through the years.  As their story carries  us from Santa Fe to Martha's Vineyard, from New York to Venice, we come  to know the men and women who shape their lives.  And as we follow the  two women on the paths they each choose, we wait for the inevitable  reckoning to be made in the fine spaces between friendship and betrayal,  between love and freedom.   Summer Sisters  is a riveting exploration  of the choices that define our lives, of friendship and love, of the  families we are born into and those we struggle to create.  For every  woman who has ever had a friend too dangerous to forgive and too  essential to forget,  Summer Sisters  will glue you to every page,  reading and remembering.  Judy Blume's twenty-one books have sold over  sixty-five million copies worldwide and have been translated into twenty  languages.  She spends summers on Martha's Vineyard with her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-8549738587633113931?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8549738587633113931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=8549738587633113931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8549738587633113931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8549738587633113931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/judy-blume-summer-sisters.html' title='Judy Blume - Summer Sisters'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Fgpe0uxZdg/Tp05FZsUPzI/AAAAAAAAAsM/HeOFRGYRtnI/s72-c/article-0-04999082000005DC-610_306x486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-4882791068657523288</id><published>2011-10-18T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T01:27:35.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maeve Binchy - Scarlet Feather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A9gmyNLLWh4/Tp04c7hMwLI/AAAAAAAAAsA/jHlmPqQK470/s1600/n82837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A9gmyNLLWh4/Tp04c7hMwLI/AAAAAAAAAsA/jHlmPqQK470/s320/n82837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664745975966384306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in contemporary Ireland, filled with warmth, wit, and drama,    Scarlet Feather  is "classic Binchy" ( Boston Globe )-the story of Cathy  Scarlet and Tom Feather, their spouses, families, and friends, and the  struggling new catering business that transforms their lives in ways big  and small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-4882791068657523288?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4882791068657523288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=4882791068657523288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4882791068657523288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/4882791068657523288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/maeve-binchy-scarlet-feather.html' title='Maeve Binchy - Scarlet Feather'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A9gmyNLLWh4/Tp04c7hMwLI/AAAAAAAAAsA/jHlmPqQK470/s72-c/n82837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3540846803942804717</id><published>2011-10-18T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T01:25:31.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David Benioff - City of thieves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zORuWa9BE7A/Tp038tVqRKI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Af3jKzzpmHU/s1600/city-of-thieves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zORuWa9BE7A/Tp038tVqRKI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Af3jKzzpmHU/s320/city-of-thieves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664745422404076706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" class="ugc"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As wise and funny as it is thrilling and original — the story of two young men on an impossible adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A  writer visits his retired grandparents in Florida to document their  experience during the infamous siege of Leningrad. His grandmother won’t  talk about it, but his grandfather reluctantly consents. The result is  the captivating odyssey of two young men trying to survive against  desperate odds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lev Beniov considers himself “built for  deprivation.” He’s small, smart, and insecure, a Jewish virgin too young  for the army, who spends his nights working as a volunteer firefighter  with friends from his building. When a dead German paratrooper lands in  his street, Lev is caught looting the body and dragged to jail, fearing  for his life. He shares his cell with the charismatic and grandiose  Kolya, a handsome young soldier arrested on desertion charges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Instead  of the standard bullet in the back of the head, Lev and Kolya are given  a shot at saving their own lives by complying with an outrageous  directive: secure a dozen eggs for a powerful colonel to use in his  daughter’s wedding cake. In a city cut off from all supplies and  suffering unbelievable deprivation, Lev and Kolya embark on a hunt to  find the impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A search that takes them through the dire  lawlessness of Leningrad and the devastated surrounding countryside  creates an unlikely bond between this earnest, lust-filled teenager and  an endearing lothario with the gifts of a conman. Set within the  monumental events of history, City of Thieves is an intimate  coming-of-age tale with an utterly contemporary feel for how boys become  men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3540846803942804717?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3540846803942804717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3540846803942804717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3540846803942804717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3540846803942804717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/david-benioff-city-of-thieves.html' title='David Benioff - City of thieves'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zORuWa9BE7A/Tp038tVqRKI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Af3jKzzpmHU/s72-c/city-of-thieves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-1386818439178228061</id><published>2011-10-18T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T01:23:06.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe Barnes - Just married</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwnXs4oZ_Zw/Tp03ZjB7-EI/AAAAAAAAAro/lnF2_Hyfe0s/s1600/prodimages_Box_FF_Thumb_Just%2BMarried%2B-%2BZoe%2BBarnes10433_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 163px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwnXs4oZ_Zw/Tp03ZjB7-EI/AAAAAAAAAro/lnF2_Hyfe0s/s320/prodimages_Box_FF_Thumb_Just%2BMarried%2B-%2BZoe%2BBarnes10433_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664744818341574722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Emma and Joe Sheridan have just got married. Emma has been in  love with Joe since school - marrying him was the happiest day of her  life. But now the honeymoon is over and Emma's having to cope with the  reality of married life. She's living in a new town, has a new job and a  new husband who hasn't quite left his bachelor days behind him. Then  there's Emma's interfering mother-in-law who's expecting the patter of  tiny feet before Joe's even carried her over the threshold! Still, at  least she and Joe are together at last. But Joe and Emma have never  lived with each other before - and apart from the odd holiday - have  never spent more than two weeks in each other's company. Setting up home  together for the first time might be romantic, but nobody told them  that living happily ever after takes a lot of hard work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-1386818439178228061?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1386818439178228061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=1386818439178228061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1386818439178228061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/1386818439178228061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/zoe-barnes-just-married.html' title='Zoe Barnes - Just married'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwnXs4oZ_Zw/Tp03ZjB7-EI/AAAAAAAAAro/lnF2_Hyfe0s/s72-c/prodimages_Box_FF_Thumb_Just%2BMarried%2B-%2BZoe%2BBarnes10433_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-3772677839572734744</id><published>2011-10-18T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T01:20:10.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pat Barker - Double vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Evca2cNMNc0/Tp02nHH-CCI/AAAAAAAAArc/oZewTldu8K8/s1600/doublevision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Evca2cNMNc0/Tp02nHH-CCI/AAAAAAAAArc/oZewTldu8K8/s320/doublevision.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664743951857223714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;In the aftermath of covering 9/11, English war reporter Stephen Sharkey  and photographer Ben Frobisher leave New York and part company. Stephen  returns to the devastating discovery of the end of his marriage; while  on assignment in Afghanistan Ben is killed. Retreating to the English  countryside to write a book questioning the role of the war reporter and  photographer Stephen enters into complicated relationships with Ben’s  widow Kate, a sculptor, her disturbing and sinister young studio  assistant, and a young au-pair. Set far from the literal theatre of war,   Double Vision  is nonetheless a novel about its representation and  effects as Pat Barker once more lays bare the complexities of desire and  violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-3772677839572734744?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3772677839572734744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=3772677839572734744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3772677839572734744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/3772677839572734744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/pat-barker-double-vision.html' title='Pat Barker - Double vision'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Evca2cNMNc0/Tp02nHH-CCI/AAAAAAAAArc/oZewTldu8K8/s72-c/doublevision.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-8479837754414228169</id><published>2011-10-17T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:13:42.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicola Barker - Wide open</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ufs1HSrPPMs/Tpx-YMkZrqI/AAAAAAAAArQ/_nJ3lXAN__A/s1600/wide-open-nicola-barker-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ufs1HSrPPMs/Tpx-YMkZrqI/AAAAAAAAArQ/_nJ3lXAN__A/s320/wide-open-nicola-barker-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664541385481105058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As winner of the highly prestigious IMPAC International Dublin Literary  Award,  Wide Open  beat out books by such masters as Toni Morrison,  Philip Roth, and Michael Cunningham. It is truly extraordinary work of  fiction, taking readers into a small English seaside town, and into the  minds and hearts of its remarkable inhabitants --  a man named Ronny,  weed killer by trade, who has some strange things in common with a man  he finds dangling from a bridge; Nathan, the son of a pedophile, who  toils in the Underground's Lost Property department, endlessly logging  missing items; Sara, purveyor of her family boar farm, and Lily, her  teenage daughter, tragically born with unformed organs and blood that  refuses to clot.  Starkly original and at turns hilarious, sad, and  hopeful,  Wide Open  brilliantly displays Nicola Barker's delightfully  singular literary talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-8479837754414228169?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8479837754414228169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=8479837754414228169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8479837754414228169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/8479837754414228169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/nicola-barker-wide-open.html' title='Nicola Barker - Wide open'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ufs1HSrPPMs/Tpx-YMkZrqI/AAAAAAAAArQ/_nJ3lXAN__A/s72-c/wide-open-nicola-barker-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-5740742073891197761</id><published>2011-10-17T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:10:14.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tilly Bagshawe - Scandalous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--UTTRK-J82k/Tpx9hepN5lI/AAAAAAAAArE/B9KR5VTWdWU/s1600/Scandalous_By_Tilly_Bagshawe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--UTTRK-J82k/Tpx9hepN5lI/AAAAAAAAArE/B9KR5VTWdWU/s320/Scandalous_By_Tilly_Bagshawe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664540445440337490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasha Miller comes to Cambridge with a dream and leaves on a mission.  After falling for the lies and charms of her Director of Studies 'Theo  Dexter' she finds herself betrayed, humiliated and nursing a bundle of  broken dreams. Heading to the US she is determined to rebuild her life.  Years later, Sasha emerges from Harvard Business School with one thing  on her mind, the downfall of the now famous Professor Theo Dexter.  Meanwhile Theo's long suffering wife Theresa also finds herself betrayed  and cast aside for a younger and prettier model. Unable to cope she  returns to Cambridge a broken woman and tries to rebuild her life away  from the scheming Theo Dexter. One night Sasha turns up at Theresa's  door, she wants revenge at any cost, will Theresa help her? From the  deepest betrayal comes a shocking alliance. Two vengeful women, one very  unlucky man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-5740742073891197761?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5740742073891197761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=5740742073891197761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5740742073891197761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/5740742073891197761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/tilly-bagshawe-scandalous.html' title='Tilly Bagshawe - Scandalous'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--UTTRK-J82k/Tpx9hepN5lI/AAAAAAAAArE/B9KR5VTWdWU/s72-c/Scandalous_By_Tilly_Bagshawe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-724325032562538405</id><published>2011-10-17T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:05:27.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Richard Bach - Out of my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSqWMWTgXoE/Tpx8cUSmTLI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DRd3-RGti2U/s1600/th_0385334907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSqWMWTgXoE/Tpx8cUSmTLI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DRd3-RGti2U/s320/th_0385334907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664539257250139314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author of eleven books, including such classic bestsellers as   Jonathan Livingston Seagull ,  Illusions , and  One , Richard Bach has  earned a permanent place in the hearts of readers around the world.  His  visionary works have shown millions of readers the amazing  possibilities of imagination, mind and spirit.    An enthralling flight  into the realm of possibility,  Out of My Mind  shows what happens when  Richard Bach sets out to solve the design problems troubling his Piper  Cub.  He is taken on an unforgettable journey back to 1923 and the  creative heyday of a British airplane manufacturer, Saunders-Vixen  Aircraft Company, where problems are solved for confused aviators.   There, Bach meets Derek Hawthorne, his guide through Saunders-Vixen, and  a mysterious young aircraft designer named Laura Bristol who will  provide the astonishing answers to his unspoken questions.  This  profoundly resonant tale reminds us of a powerful truth: although our  dreams may lie beyond the limits of time, space, and belief, they are  never beyond reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-724325032562538405?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/724325032562538405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=724325032562538405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/724325032562538405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/724325032562538405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/richard-bach-out-of-my-mind.html' title='Richard Bach - Out of my mind'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSqWMWTgXoE/Tpx8cUSmTLI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DRd3-RGti2U/s72-c/th_0385334907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-730754437101000437.post-2115247640929003667</id><published>2011-10-17T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:02:38.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Susan Andersen - Be my baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U07Sni1QqeQ/Tpx7x12oaZI/AAAAAAAAAqs/P3tmVnAewOg/s1600/be-my-baby-susan-andersen-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U07Sni1QqeQ/Tpx7x12oaZI/AAAAAAAAAqs/P3tmVnAewOg/s320/be-my-baby-susan-andersen-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664538527525267858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet and Her Romeo Beau  Prim and proper Juliet Rose Astor Lowell  doesn't want her body guarded by  anyone  while she's in New Orleans for  the grand opening of Daddy's new hotel--especially not by consummate  macho cop Beau Dupree. He's just too big, too pushy, too virile, too...  everything!  His shameless, hungry-eyed gaze shakes her carefully  cultivated decorum like no one ever has, but Juliet is a Lowell--and  there's no way she's going to lose control! The lady is downright  delectable, but Beau has more important things to do than babysit a  beautiful Yankee rich girl. So he decides to get himself pulled off of  the assignment by driving the oh-so-proper socialite beyond the bounds  of her good-girl restraints. But who would have thought that real  passion sizzled beneath Juliet's polish? When she lets her hair down,  she just might prove to be more than enough woman to handle Beau--but  will he be able to handle her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/730754437101000437-2115247640929003667?l=agoodbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2115247640929003667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=730754437101000437&amp;postID=2115247640929003667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2115247640929003667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/730754437101000437/posts/default/2115247640929003667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agoodbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/susan-andersen-be-my-baby.html' title='Susan Andersen - Be my baby'/><author><name>hladan_val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599919681989330253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U07Sni1QqeQ/Tpx7x12oaZI/AAAAAAAAAqs/P3tmVnAewOg/s72-c/be-my-baby-susan-andersen-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
