A Canadian Mountie and an amateur sleuth race to solve a seaside mystery before a hurricane hits in this witty mystery from “a natural storyteller” (Ottawa Review of Books). Hyacinth “Hy” McAllister trips over a body on the beach in her tiny Canadian fishing village one day—and tumbles head first into a murder case. Lance Lord, dressed up like Jimi Hendrix, has had his head split open with an axe. As Hurricane Angus storms up the coast, Hy and Mountie Jane Jamieson vie against the elements to uncover the killer in a village where almost everyone has something to hide . . . “A lot of fun.” —The Star Phoenix “MacLeod is clever with colorful characters, and when she goes for the frequent laughs, she usually hits the target.” —Toronto Star “A terrific writer with a sly wit.” —Anne Emery, Arthur Ellis Award-winning author of the Collins-Burke Mysteries
Abbie Gascho Landis brings readers to a hotbed of mussel diversity, the American Southeast, to seek mussels where they eat, procreate, and, too often, perish. Accompanied often by her husband, a mussel scientist, and her young children, she learned to see mussels on the creekbed, to tell a spectaclecase from a pigtoe, and to worry what vanishing mussels--70 percent of North American species are imperiled--will mean for humans and wildlife alike. Landis shares this journey, traveling from perilous river surveys to dry streambeds and into laboratories where endangered mussels are raised one precious life at a time. Mussels have much to teach us about the health of our watersheds if we step into the creek and take a closer look at their lives. In the tradition of writers like Terry Tempest Williams and Sy Montgomery, Landis gracefully chronicles these untold stories with a veterinarian's careful eye and the curiosity of a naturalist.--
Is this little fishing village about to experience a crime wave? “A well-written mystery, with some spookiness and plenty of fun.” —The Guardian The tiny Canadian fishing village known as The Shores is celebrating its bicentennial. But the event takes a dark turn when a skull tossed up on the beach sparks a murder investigation. Meanwhile, a woman named Vera Gloom moves into the village with her three ex-husbands. Are they one big happy family? Amateur sleuth Hyacinth McAllister has her doubts, and things get even more interesting when Vera starts working on husband number four. Hy has to convince Mountie Jane Jamieson that these people are more than just a little dysfunctional—before it’s too late . . .
First published in 1949, this book presents an extensive study of the mind and art of Proust. The text offers a detailed commentary on the many aspects of his literary imagination, discussing 'Proust the historian of the eternal passions, the creator of high comedy and memorable character, the imagist, the painter of a vanished society'. Numerous quotations are included in the original French, with the longer quotations given in both French and English. This book will be of value to anyone with an interest in Proust and literary criticism.
Red herrings are everywhere in this coastal-village mystery by an author praised for her “droll humor” (Montreal Gazette). Herrings are falling from the sky over The Shores—an unusual phenomenon anywhere, but especially so in this case. A newcomer, Anton Paradis, has set up a restaurant that specializes in dangerous dining, cooking up food that can kill to tantalize the palates of wealthy clients. It’s a recipe for trouble. Someone’s bound to get hurt. Someone does. But oddly, the victim dies laughing . . . Mountie Jane Jamieson suspects it’s no accident. But could there really be another murder in this tiny Canadian fishing village? All the while, a wind turbine slices its blades over the cape, menacing the villagers with its eerie presence. It seems like death is in the wind as well as on the dinner plate . . . Praise for Hilary MacLeod’s Mind Over Mussels: “MacLeod is clever with colorful characters, and when she goes for the frequent laughs, she usually hits the target.” —Toronto Star
Goffredo Parise's quest to capture the essence of human sentiment in prose-poem form resulted in the publication in 1972 of SILLABARIO N. 1, which contained 22 stories with titles proceeding alphabetically. Characterized by the same clarity found in ABECEDARY, SOLITUDES is a series of exquisite miniatures that form a bittersweet exploration of the joy and the melancholy of life.
ANOTHER WINDOW WITHOUT A LIGHT Another house that is not a home. Reposing on a lush Irish lawn and free of any direction, my mind rests. High above I see clearly as I peer deep into a typical soft and rosy afternoon’s sky. No longer do I soar at forty-one thousand feet or so, emitting a set of frosty contrails, no more do I fly out of somewhere like London to New York on business. Those lacy traces above my life now are etchings wavering high and signs of all-too familiar sky engravings usually observable by blokes on the ground who might longingly wish to be up there as a birdman. No, with me now, it is hands on hips with feet or body planted firmly on Irish soil and sorting out another day on the Head. It is Toe Head, the then center of my universe. Looking beyond the frosty stratospheric doodles and out to the west, icy winds that had formed recently are now raging incessantly down from a frigid arctic basin, located far to the North and are booming my way, covering the furthermost tip of Toe Head called Koch’s Bluff. The promontory sits about a rocky mile from my ocean-side cottage and is always the brunt of weather that can be seen coming for miles. Soon the blasts would of necessity snuffle out my balmy breezes that normally made my day in life on the Head, my world in Ireland. They are feckless. The blustering gales reek of ancient sea life and kelp that the frenetic ocean currents stir up from a temporarily unsettled bottom of a normally placid bay. I had spent an entire life aloft it seems,battling such effects as these that mother nature threw at me and others who suffered the same ilk. Looking seaward, the surface of Toe Head Bay this day mirrored the mottling of its normally glassy gleam as the flotsam of the bottom greenery rose in anger at the stirring of its usually equable bed. The hasty winds would be here in but moments and I might retreat to my toasty hearth that simmers with the umber-looking wonder called peat. The treasured fuel had lain mostly untouched for a millennia or two until the people of the bogs came to find respite from the fierce tribes on the European continent, some few thousand years ago. They had appropriated land of little use and made do with the silty ponds and marshes that would have been rejected by any less resolute than the bog habitants would. There were names for the hearty that lived in the watery moors. Names such as Firbolgs or the ancient Druids. Once hearty trees such as the Oak, lined the rocky promontories and pastures that rimmed our Head, but many deprivations eroded the once staunch sentinels and now have been consumed by centuries of hearth fires,countless roof spines and a myriad of cottage doors worn down by large families ghosted repeatedly by famine and poor times. Now the Icelandic winds drive straight in to me, wresting up any objects let loose by careless abandon. Not withstanding mother earth’s foibles, life was simple here,politics having freed Ireland to go its own way in 1922. www.waynekinglivingston.com
Disha’s Reading Comprehension for CAT is a book focussed on mastering techniques to crack this examinations. Each chapter consists of: 1. Theory with Illustrations 2. Foundation Level Exercise 3. Standard Level Exercise 4. Expert Level Exercise 5. Solutions to the 3 levels of exercises • The Reading Comprehension section focuses on comprehension of passages of different genres based on the latest patterns. • Book has been divided into chapters which contains exhaustive study material along with well discussed examples.
