In Brother Sun, Sister Moon, award-winning author Katherine Paterson re-imagines a hymn of praise originally written by Saint Francis of Assisi in 1224. Illuminated with the exquisite illustrations of cut-paper artist Pamela Dalton, this picture book offers a stunningly beautiful tribute to nature.
‘There’s no escaping this one,’ he says, but not to me. He says it to the ground and the sky and the thin arms of the waiting trees, but not to me. A film-maker by profession, Catherine has the perfect family: a supportive husband and a bright ten-year-old daughter. But Catherine’s beloved father is deteriorating. As he slips away into dementia, so too does a guilty truth they share: they both know what happened to Devin, Catherine’s sister, a shadow in a beautiful skin. Catherine’s adult success has come at a price. Now she has to come to terms with the silences in her past. Sister Moon is a story of love and growing up, of exclusion and abuse. Moving, and emotionally charged, Kirsten Miller’s second novel renders the insidious consequences of family secrets.
The moon had reached its maximum three times since the Chacoans conquered the First Moon People. The Chaco matrons had built their Great House high atop First Moon Mountain, and their warriors stalked arrogantly through the villages, taking what they pleased. But the gods can only stand so much human arrogance. Cold Bringing Woman, the goddess of winter, calls upon young Ripple to embark on a perilous quest to destroy the hated Chacoans. But Ripple will not face the task alone; he is aided by his stalwart friends: Wrapped Wrist, a short lothario; Spots, scarred at birth, and aide to the frightening witch, Nightshade; and Bad Cast, a simple family man, who will do anything to free his people. But the blessed matrons will brook no insurgency. In retaliation, war chief Leather Hand and his warriors embark on a campaign of terror so gruesome it remains unrivaled in the annals of prehistory. It all comes to a climax atop the mountain we now know as Chimney Rock. In the white light of the lunar maximum, the Pueblo gods will dance—and an empire will be engulfed in flames and mayhem. From New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors W. Michael Gear and Kathleen O'Neal Gear, People of the Moon is a story of North America's Forgotten Past—the battles fought, the heroes made, and the cultures that thrived in America's prehistory. At the Publisher's request, this title is being sold without Digital Rights Management Software (DRM) applied.
Told with tongue-in-cheek wit and wry whimsy by Tarr in his debut novel, and with 64 illustrations by Smail, "(S)mythology" is about the mythology of love and the fairy-tale of life and death.
In the third exhilarating novel in this dazzling epic fantasy series, a young outcast will fight against staggering odds to save her world. On the planet Abeth, a narrow Corridor of green land is surrounded on all sides by ice plains where only the strong survive. Ice triber Yaz has completed a perilous journey and arrived at the Corridor, and it exceeds and overwhelms all of her expectations. Everything seems different but some constants remain: her old enemies are still two steps ahead, bent on her destruction. She makes her way to the Convent of Sweet Mercy, where nuns train young girls who show the old gifts, but like the Corridor itself the convent is packed with peril and opportunity. Yaz has much to learn from the nuns—if they don’t decide to execute her. The fate of everyone squeezed between the Corridor’s vast walls, and ultimately the fate of those laboring to survive out on ice itself, hangs from the moon, and the battle to save the moon centers on the Ark of the Missing, buried beneath the emperor’s palace. Everyone wants Yaz to be the key that will open the Ark – the one the wise have sought for generations. But sometimes wanting isn’t enough.
Answers to approximately 135 of kids' science questions about people, animals, and the natural world, such as why cats purr and why our fingers wrinkle in water.
In July 2006, teachers of writing came together to share their knowledge, experience and creative expression in language arts as participants in the Meadow Brook Writing Project at Oakland University in Rochester, Michigan. Affiliated with the National Writing Project, the Meadow Brook Writing Project's 2006 Summer Institute provided these teachers with the opportunity to learn from each other and write together during a month of intensive professional development. In the Company of Writers 2006 is the wonderful anthology resulting from their collaboration. All participants, from elementary through college, returned to their classrooms in the fall, inspired and ready to pass on that inspiration to their students in order to help them become better writers.
From the first Police album, Outlandos D'Amour, through Sacred Love, here are the collected lyrics written by Sting, along with his commentary. “Publishing my lyrics separately from their musical accompaniment is something that I’ve studiously avoided until now. The two, lyrics and music, have always been mutually dependent, in much the same way as a mannequin and a set of clothes are dependent on each other; separate them, and what remains is a naked dummy and a pile of cloth. Nevertheless, the exercise has been an interesting one, seeing perhaps for the first time how successfully the lyrics survive on their own, and inviting the question as to whether song lyrics are in fact poetry or something else entirely. And while I’ve never seriously described myself as a poet, the book in your hands, devoid as it is of any musical notation, looks suspiciously like a book of poems. So it seems I am entering, with some trepidation, the unadorned realm of the poet. I have set out my compositions in the sequence they were written and provided a little background when I thought it might be illuminating. My wares have neither been sorted nor dressed in clothes that do not belong to them; indeed, they have been shorn of the very garments that gave them their shape in the first place. No doubt some of them will perish in the cold cruelty of this new environment, and yet others may prove more resilient and become perhaps more beautiful in their naked state. I can’t predict the outcome, but I have taken this risk knowingly and, while no one in their right mind should ever attempt to set “The Waste Land” to music, in the hopeful words of T. S. Eliot, These fragments I have shored against my ruins.” —Sting, from the Introduction