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YOU, HUMAN, VOL. 2 - OPEN CALL
Written Backwards is not open to submissions at this time, but due to high interest and numerous inquiries about You, Human, Vol. 2 (to be released in 2025), we are announcing an early open call for submissions for the month of September, 2024. Do not send submissions yet (unless invited). The open call for submissions will begin September 1st and end September 30th later this year.
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Secondhand Daylight by Eugen Bacon and Andrew Hook
Publisher: John Hunt Publishing, Cosmic Egg Books
Date of publication: October 27th, 2023
Genre: Science Fiction, Time Travel
Purchase Links: Kindle | B&N | AbeBooks
Goodreads Synopsis:
Something is happening to Green. He is an ordinary guy, time-jumping forward at a startling, uncontainable rate. He is grappling to understand his present; his relationship is wholly tattered; his ultimate…
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This Is the Night (1932)
This Is the Night by #FrankTuttle starring #CaryGrant and #ThelmaTodd, "The performances are remarkable",
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Bil’s rating (out of 5): BBBB
USA, 1932. Paramount Pictures. Screenplay by Benjamin Glazer, George Marion Jr., based on the play by Henry Falk, Avery Hopwood, René Peter. Cinematography by Victor Milner. Produced by Benjamin Glazer. Music by Ralph Rainger, W. Franke Harling, John Leipold. Costume Design by Eugene Joseff.
Cary Grant is instantly a matinee idol in his film debut,…
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50 Years Ago: Apollo 17
Not long after midnight on Dec. 7, 1972, the last crewed mission to the Moon, Apollo 17, lifted off with three astronauts: Eugene Cernan, Harrison Schmitt, and Ronald Evans.
Experience the Apollo 17 launch and follow the mission in real time.
Meet the Crew
Let’s meet the astronauts who made the final Apollo trip to the Moon, including the first scientist-astronaut.
Gene Cernan: In 1972, Apollo 17 Mission Commander Eugene A. Cernan had two space flights under his belt, Gemini 9 in June 1966, and Apollo 10 in May 1969. He was a naval aviator, electrical and aeronautical engineer and fighter pilot.
Ron Evans: Apollo 17 Command Module Pilot Ronald E. Evans was selected as a member of the 4th group of NASA astronauts in 1966. Like Cernan, he was an electrical and aeronautical engineer, and naval aviator before his assignment to the Apollo 17 crew.
Harrison (Jack) Schmitt: Lunar Module Pilot Dr. Harrison (Jack) Schmitt joined NASA as a member of the first group of scientist-astronauts in 1965. Before working for NASA, Schmitt was a geologist at the USGS Astrogeology Center. He was on the backup crew for Apollo 15 before being selected for the prime crew of Apollo 17. He became the first of the scientist-astronauts to go to space and the 12th human to walk on the Moon.
The Blue Marble
“The Blue Marble,” one of the most reproduced images in history, was taken 50 years ago on Dec. 7, 1972 by the Apollo 17 crew as they made their way to the Moon.
Bag of Soup, Anyone?
NASA astronauts have an array of menu items to stay well fed and hydrated on missions. For Apollo 17, the menus allocated around 2,500 calories per day for each astronaut. They included:
Bacon Squares
Peanut Butter Sandwiches
Frankfurters
Lobster Bisque
Like anything going to space, weight and containment matter. That's why the Apollo 17 menu included plenty of soups and puddings.
Synchronicity
On Dec. 11, 2022, the Artemis I mission will be splashing down on Earth after its 25.5-day mission. At 2:55 p.m. 50 years prior, the Apollo 17 lunar module (LM) landed on the Moon, with Commander Gene Cernan and LM Pilot Harrison Schmitt on board. Ron Evans remained in the Command and Service Module (CSM) orbiting the Moon.
Experience the landing.
Planting the Flag
One of the first tasks the Apollo 17 crew did on their first moonwalk was to plant the American flag. There’s no wind on the Moon, but that doesn’t mean the flag has to droop. Did you know that a horizontal rod with a latch makes the flag appear to be flying in the wind? Gene Cernan carefully composed this photo to get Schmitt, the flag, and the Earth in a single shot.
So, is the flag still there? Images of the Apollo 17 landing site from the Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter Camera show that in 2011 the flag was still standing and casting a shadow!
Moon Buggy
During Apollo 17, the Lunar Rover Vehicle (LRV), nicknamed the Moon buggy, logged the farthest distance from the Lunar Module of any Apollo mission, about 4.7 miles (7.5 km).
As a precaution, the LRV had a walk-back limit in the event of an issue; astronauts had to have enough resources to walk back to the lunar module if need be.
Grab the Duct Tape!
The right rear fender extension of the LRV (Moon buggy) was torn off, kicking up dust as the crew drove, reducing visibility. The crew made a resourceful repair using duct tape and maps.
For LRV fans, visiting an LRV driven on the Moon is a bit difficult since all three LRVs used on the Apollo 15, 16, and 17 missions were left on the Moon. But you can find an LRV used for training at the National Air and Space Museum in Washington.
Read more about the LRV.
The Perils of Lunar Dust
After the first lunar EVA, Apollo 17 astronaut Harrison Schmitt reported that he suffered from “lunar hay fever” in reaction to the lunar dust. Unlike Earth’s dust particles which are rounded, Moon dust particles are sharp and abrasive, irritating astronaut eyes, nasal passages, and lungs.
Curious about how Moon dust feels and smells? Find out!
So What’s it Like?
After his return to Earth, Apollo 17 astronaut Harrison Schmitt (on the right) described his time on the Moon:
“Working on the Moon is a lot of fun. It’s like walking around on a giant trampoline all the time and you’re just as strong as you were here on Earth, but you don’t weigh as much.”
Splashdown!
After 12 days and 14 hours in space, the Apollo 17 astronauts splashed down in the Pacific Ocean at 2:25 p.m. EST on Dec. 19, 1972. It was the longest of all the Apollo missions, with the most photos taken. A recovery team was waiting on the USS Ticonderoga just 4 miles (6.4 km) away to pick up the astronauts, the lunar samples, and the Crew Module.
When Are We Going Back?
NASA’s Artemis Program has taken its first steps to sending humans back to the Moon with Artemis I, currently on its way back to Earth. The program plans to land humans, including the first women and person of color, on the Moon’s south polar region with its Artemis III mission, currently slated to launch in 2025.
Is aerospace history your cup of tea? Be sure to check out more from NASA’s past missions at www.nasa.gov/history.
Make sure to follow us on Tumblr for your regular dose of space!
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Secret identity part three — Prince!Carlos sainz x reader
Carlos the criticizer
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The next morning was a new day with new possibilities.
As you got up from bed you stretched a bit then made your way downstairs for breakfast.
You didn't plan on actually engaging in a full breakfast since you usually just toast a bagel and drink some water but this was a special occasion.
To your surprise, you found Carlos already in the kitchen making some eggs and bacon for both of you.
"Morning" he greeted with a relaxed smile
"Hey" you responded back
"I thought I'd make you something nice for breakfast" he added
"Uhh...thanks...I usually just toast a bagel and have some water" you said with a faint blush
As he continued cooking the entire room was filled with the smell of cooking bacon which made your mouth water.
The delicious smell combined with Carlos's calm and relaxed demeanor made your heart skip a beat.
You noticed himself just staring at him as he cooked you could feel the heat radiating off him and the kitchen.
"Is this how every morning is gonna go for a while?" you ask him jokingly
"Pretty much" he joked back with a mischievous smile
"I mean it though you don't have to cook for me," you said slightly flustered
"Nonsense...this is part of the roommate experience" he replied with a playful tone.
"Yes," Carlos answered with a playful grin on his face.
This guy was one for surprises and you couldn't help but find that quality about him appealing.
The idea of someone cooking you breakfast every morning wasn't so bad either.
"Is it a problem that I'm cooking for you this morning?" he replied with a light grin
"Not at all. I mean I'm not used to people doing things for me" you responded jokingly
You couldn't help but notice the playfulness in his tone and how he had no problem teasing you in the middle of cooking.
"My mother was a good cook, so she taught me how to cook when I was fairly young and I just learned how to improve on her recipes," Carlos responded
"Interesting" you replied
He continued to keep cooking, his entire demeanor was so laid back it was a bit mesmerizing.
"Do you cook often?" Carlos asked you
"Not really no, I'm usually too tired after work to want to cook anything elaborate" you responded
"Is that why you only toast bagels when I'm not here?" Carlos teased
"Good. So we have a deal. I cook and you clean" Carlos replied with an easygoing smile
It felt like such a strange yet intriguing deal and yet somehow you felt comfortable making it with this stranger.
"Sounds like a fair deal to me" you replied
What was even stranger was that you were starting to feel more and more attracted to him with each interaction.
Your mind was just racing with scenarios and images of the two of you just lounging around the house cooking and cleaning while getting to know one another better.
"Since you won't give me any real details, can I ask you a random question?" Carlos asked
"Sure. What's up?" You replied
"If you could've chosen to have any career, what would you have chosen" Carlos asked
"Hmmm...well I never gave it too much thought. I guess I'd like to be a travel blogger or an author or something" you replied.
“But I became a paramedic instead it was a lot more achievable,” you say eating your eggs
"So you didn't have big aspirations," Carlos said with a light laugh
"Well I did, but yeah they were pretty unachievable " You couldn't help but feel a slight sting in your heart as you responded
"What kind of career did you dream of having as a kid?" he asked
"I always wanted to be a writer or actor....something along those lines...." you replied
"And what's stopping you from becoming a writer or actor?" Carlos asked you with a light smile
"Realistic goals I guess" you replied
"So what you're saying is that you chose to limit yourself?" Carlos continued
"To a degree, I guess?" you answered
"Doesn't sound fair" Carlos said
"Why? What's wrong with that?" you asked
"Well, you should live life to its fullest you know?" Carlos replied
"What's wrong with being realistic about my goals?" you asked
"But who made up these rules about what is realistic and what's not?" Carlos reasoned
"Isn't it just common sense to be able to differentiate between what's realistic and what's a dream?" you argued back
"What's wrong with dreaming big?" Carlos asked
"Nothing I guess, but they're called dreams for a reason. How is it supposed to be realistic?" you said
"That seems like a rather limiting way to view the world" Carlos replied
"It's not limiting, it's just logical" you argued back
"Well sometimes you have to take the risk to achieve certain things," Carlos said
"It's not a risk I'm willing to take," you said
"So what will you do instead? You'll just keep living life the same way you always have and let the opportunities you could've gotten slip away?" Carlos asked
"I-I mean it's a comfortable life" you answered unsure.
"You're also just working all the time. How does that make you feel?" Carlos replied
"It's what adults are supposed to do," you said
"I'm an adult and I'm not working a mundane job that requires me to work all the time just to make a living" Carlos replied
"It's not mundane. It's a job that requires skill" you countered
"And that's a job you always wanted to have? I don't think so" Carlos replied
"That's not fair. You don't know what I've wanted my entire life. I'm happy in my job" you said
"Sure. But is that what you dreamed of becoming when you were a kid? Be honest"
"I-I" you paused
"It's not the career I wanted if that's what you mean" you reluctantly answered
"So basically you chose to limit yourself" Carlos followed up
"Yes, I was always told that you need realistic goals" you replied
"So you gave up on your dreams because you were told by others to have realistic goals?" Carlos asked
"Yeah I guess so..." you replied
"I don't get it. If you're so passionate about writing and acting, why give up on it based on what other people tell you?" Carlos asked
"Isn't that how it works?" you followed up
"Not necessarily. You need to make life your own. Don't let the opinions of others limit what you can achieve" Carlos replied
"What about money? What about survival?" you argued
"Money doesn't equal happiness. You could become a millionaire and still be miserable" Carlos replied
"So you're saying I should live on my ideals, dreams, and ambitions instead of realistic money and security?" You asked
"Yeah pretty much" Carlos replied
"I don't know. That's a huge risk" you said
"Life is full of risks. I'd rather change it all in an attempt to achieve a dream than stay stagnant." Carlos said
"Have you always had this mindset?" you asked
"Pretty much. I've never been one to play it safe" Carlos replied.
"So you'd be willing to just drop your job and pursue what you wanted?" You asked him as you finished your breakfast
"In a heartbeat" Carlos responded with a slight grin on his face
"And what's the backup plan if you become a huge failure?" You asked
"I won't fail" Carlos replied
"But what if you did?" You argued
"I won't" Carlos quickly replied
"But how can you be so sure?"
"Well I guess you'll never find out" Carlos answered confidently
"Your confidence in yourself is both impressive and unnerving," you said
"I don't know why you think I won't succeed. I've succeeded in everything else I've ever attempted" Carlos confidently stated
"You're confident about everything?" You asked
"I never fail in the things that matter" Carlos confidently replied
That confidence of his was a bit intimidating but strangely it also felt comforting even if he was criticizing you.
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The Great Outdoors
A week in the great outdoors sounded idealistic until reality set in. Hiking didn’t just mean scenic views and fresh air. It also meant insects, mud, sweat, dirt somehow getting into unimaginable places, poison oak and poison ivy, and the possibility of getting lost on a trail and being eaten by a brown bear or mountain lion.
Maria didn’t know which possibility would be worse of the latter, but she knew she had to suck it up for Justin’s sake. Her boyfriend was beyond excited to bring her to Oregon, particularly Eugene, to meet his family and close friends. Justin spoke so highly of the nature trails and parks that littered the region. She didn’t have the heart to tell him she wasn’t the outdoorsy type.
The morning of the hike, Justin had taken her to one of his favorite diners he went to as a kid. They laughed and talked over stacks of pancakes and bacon as the waiter attempted to ply them with refills of water and orange juice. Justin was well-known around here - that was a given. The older waitress (Peggy was her name) doted on him as if he were her own son.
“I’m so glad you all stopped by here. It’s always good to see you, Justin. Please tell your mom I said ‘hello’. I’m sure she’s happy you brought such a beautiful girl home with you.”
Maria couldn’t stop grinning at the exchange as Justin’s face flushed beet red with embarrassment.
“I’ll let her know you said ‘hi’, Peggy.” He handed her a folded $100 bill with a small smile as the older woman gave him a gentle squeeze on his shoulder and turned to wink at Maria.
“Great meeting you, dear. Keep him out of trouble!” She jokingly cautioned as she set off to her other table that just had people seated with menus.
Maria thought about that exchange as she struggled up the path Justin decided on. He was lucky she loved him so much to be in this current predicament. Her legs were not as long as his so Justin had to slow down anytime he picked up pace unconsciously. He didn’t complain at all. She also was sure she could no longer feel her calves from the last mile they walked. Being eaten by bears or mountain lions was starting to sound better with each passing minute.
Don’t even get her started on the insane amount of gear they were carrying because Justin was a meticulous man who was prepared for anything. That included a bandana he packed for each of them.
She mistakenly assumed it was for if they sweat too much.
Justin just grinned and said, “Nope. It’s what we’ll use in place of toilet paper.” He held up the plastic back labeled ‘waste’. “We’ll put the rags in here when we’re done.”
“Oh.” She almost gagged, “That’s… that’s convenient.”
Maria didn’t consider herself a high-maintenance girl. Not by a long shot. But as someone who grew up in urban spaces her whole life, this was extremely out of her comfort level and understanding. She was just thankful Justin didn’t make fun of her novice information on the great outdoors. If anything he was like an eager boy scout, eager to point out everything he knew.
Even in her miserable state, she couldn’t bear to snap at him when he stopped them to observe a yellow-bellied marmot that was scaling around a large rock, likely trying to find its burrow to return to.
When they reached a clearing on a cliff, he finally declared it was time for a rest and some lunch. Maria almost cried out “thank God” as she dropped her bag next to her as she leaned in exhaustion against a rock.
Justin was drinking from his huge canteen as he observed his exhausted girlfriend. She was digging the beef jerky from her bag as she ate ravenously, not even caring about manners in that moment. “Thanks for coming out here with me,” he said softly, his eyes shining with happiness at the sight of her. “Honestly, it means a lot to me. I know it’s out of your comfort level but you’ve been a huge champ.”
Maria smiled after gulping down the mouthful of chewed jerky. “Of course. It meant a lot to you. I wanted to spend the day doing what you wanted to do with being back home.”
Justin walked over to her and leaned down to press a kiss against her lips, not at all minding the salty and savory taste of beef jerky on her lips. He leaned back and pressed one more kiss to her sweaty forehead. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” She hummed back with her own matching smile.
They set about eating their lunch and quietly taking in the beautiful scenery around them. This is what Maria had in mind for a hike. She was glad to at least get this view. It was ethereal. It was beautiful. She felt like she was in heaven.
To be away from the constant noise of civilization and to just hear the beautiful noises of the breeze moving through the trees, the luscious grass gently dancing in that same breeze, and the sunlight spilling through as it encroached on shadowy spaces underneath the towering trees.
Justin put his arm around her and pulled her into him as he pressed another kiss to her temple. “I wish I could stay here forever with you.” He murmured against her ear.
“Me too…” She thought for a moment, “Well, maybe just right here the walk back will be hell and I am afraid of half the things that live in the forest here.” She admitted.
Justin laughed at that and said, “I figured. You’ve been a frazzled mess since we started this hike. I was so concerned you were going to pitch yourself off the nearest cliff if we hadn’t made it to the clearing when we did.”
“Glad my misery amuses you,” She said flatly.
“It does.” He grins as he lets her smack him in the stomach, barely feeling it. “But your happiness makes me happy too.”
She ‘hmphed’ at him and pretended to pout.
Justin just looked at her in amusement. “Wait until we go on a hike again tomorrow! More altitude and better views.” He was egging her on.
She took the bait. “Absolutely not! I’ll stay home with your mom instead.”
“Awww don’t be like that.” He urged. “It’s good exercise.”
“So is a treadmill on fat burn mode. I’m good. If the trail isn’t flat, I’m not interested. I’d rather let a bear eat me out here.”
“Dramatic.”
“I am - you knew that when you got with me, Mr. Social Media Quarterback.”
“Love you too, Maria.”
Maria couldn’t help but smile and notice how carefree Justin was now that he was back home. It was refreshing. The tenseness he usually carried in LA during the regular season was a lot that he shouldered. Here? He was just Justin Herbert, a man who loved football and the outdoors. Someone who tipped waitresses generously at small diners he grew up patroning. A man who was a walking encyclopedia of flora and fauna knowledge as he quietly pointed out each animal and plant they passed.
He was so endearing and everything she ever wanted in a man. She felt so lucky he trusted her enough to show her this part of him, the real him. As she looked at him, admiring the freckles on his face, she knew he was someone she could see herself spending the rest of her life with. Even if it meant going on the occasional hike to see this side of him.
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Part 10:
Larissa smiled at me from her place hanging up the red silk, I was adjusting a center piece, I continued to work when I felt her wrap her arms around my waist and kiss my cheek. She delicately spun me to face her,
I blushed looking down at the floor, the dj who was setting up his table for the dance began to play a slow song, and Larissa smiled,
"Dance with me darling?"
She pouted giving me puppy dog eyes and I relented, she pulled my body flush with hers, her hand on the small of my back, and laced her fingers through my own in her other hand, I held her shoulder. She kissed me softly while we danced, and held me tight, she whispered softly in my ear while we danced,
"I couldn't have done this without you darling, the ball room looks perfect"
I smiled softly,
"You did everything, I merely hit the purchase button and helped set it up"
Larissa smirked kissing my cheek,
"I was thinking..."
She added while twirling me, I laughed and she dipped me her voice taking on a seductive tone,
"...Will you go to the dance with me?"
I flushed looking at her face to see if she's serious,
"Honey what about the boys? Whose going to watch them?"
Larissa smiled,
"Maybe you could get your mom too?"
I blushed,
"Darling I couldn't ask her to do that"
Larissa smirked,
"Then I will ask her, come on it will be perfect, its the Saturday after the game, I'll help clean the house if the girls trash it. Your mom can come spend the night, that way all of the boys belongings are there and after the dance you and I can go stay at the new house"
I bit my lip, before nodding softly she smiled and lifted me back up to eye level before spinning me again,
"Then it's settled, I'll call your mother while your at class,and afterwards you and I can go grocery shop, before the girls are shuttled over to the house"
I nodded and kissed Larissas cheek, when we had finished decorating the ballroom, Bianca Barclay set up a table put front to sell tickets for the dance, she passed me her brownies she had made and I smiled.
"Sea salt and caramel, excellent work Bianca, good luck with ticket sales"
Bianca smiled and I turned to walk away, I cut Larissa a brownie and handed it to her on a napkin, she smiled walking back to her office with it while I made my way to class.
They filed in quietly, Wednesday Enid and Yoko were looking over the playbook, each of then had their trays neatly wrapped and set aside. Xavier and Ajax, Kent and Divina , and Eugene all filed in setting their brownies aside, at their desks, and waited for the bell to ring and class to begin. I smoothed my skirt,
"I see everyone completed the assignment, Mrs. Barclay's been excused from class this period to sell tickets for the dance, and I am going to task you with filling her in on the new assignment, and I will email her the recipe and notes. With that being said, today we are going to be making my wife's favorite food, and a comfort food for many homemade baked Mac and cheese"
I lay out the ingredients before them,
"Now, if any of you are lactose intolerant, please take any medication now, this will make your stomach hurt and I do not want to be the reason any of you are sick"
Yokos hand shot up, and I called on her,
"What are the chicken bacon and bread crumbs and panko for?"
I smirked,
"Good catch, as I said this is my wife's favorite and comfort food, not just any homemade Mac and cheese the best homemade Mac and cheese. So it is also going to include jalapeños for a little spice, homemade fried chicken and bacon diced within it"
I began with the rue for the Mac and cheese showing then the amounts they needed to add of each ingredient, and then poured the noodles into the water while it boiled, I then showed them how to prepare the chicken.
"Your going to flatten it with a meat tenderizer, and then dip it in the egg yolk to saturate the chicken once it's been yoked, dip it in your flour breadcrumb panko mixture and easily drop the chicken breast into the hot oil for approximately fifteen minutes, or until it is a nice deep golden brown, once you remove it, check the chicken with your meat thermometer, your fried chicken should have an internal tempature of one hundred and sixty five degrees farenheit.. if it doesn't ease it back into the oil and check again in five minutes"
The students all watched with smiles on their faces,
I removed the chicken from the oil, turned the oil off and set it aside,
"Your going to set down paper towels on a tray and place a draining wrack for your chicken over it. That way the oil can seep out of it. We're gonna go back to our pasta check that it is perfect and then add it to the rue. Perfectly cooked pasta, al dente pasta specifically, takes anywhere from eight to ten minutes depending on the type of pasta, rotini specifically takes seven. Please utilize your timers, no one wants crunchy pasta"
I removed the boiling pot from the stove and drained the pasta into the strainer , showing them how to save some pasta water.
"With your pasta strained add it to your rue, with your pasta water, folded the pasta in your rue making sure its coated, now we are going to take about a cup and a half of heavy whipping cream and two cups of milk , and pour that in, then we are taking a pound of each of our seven cheeses and melting that into the pasta. Save some of your shredded cheese for the top layer and baking. Once it's fully melted and it makes that nice gooey cheese sound, we're going to remove it from the heat and place it in our baking dish, and sprinkle some of the cheese and bread crumbs on top, placing in our cooked bacon and jalapeños, and chicken that should be cut into nice even strip and back on three hundred fifty degrees farenheit for about twenty minutes"
The students watched in awe of every detail, while it baked they helped me clean up the kitchen, I heard a hum of approval from the door frame, and the students giggled slightly when I blushed. Larissa stood with a bouquet of flowers and a small stuffed animal, the students made room for her and Larissa came over and hugged me in my apron kissing my forehead.
"I could smell it from down the hallway"
Her stomach grumbled comically,
"Hungry? It should be done soon, the students and I were gonna eat it here and bring you some but since you joined us this is an excellent opportunity"
Larissa smirked, standing aside,
"I am going to show you how to prepare a table for a guests, in this cabinet behind me their are table clothes place settings cutlery and plates. With different vases for center pieces, now Principal Weems has deemed that this is a lunch date, so I'll show you how to prepare for that"
I grabbed a table cloth from within the pantry, a red one with lace embellishments and trim, I grabbed silver placemats, and cutlery and plates and a vase for the roses, I set up the table,
"You want a table cloth that will compliment the tables shape, because we have a circular table, we want one that's long enough to hide the tables legs, like a ladies skirt or dress we want it to add a little mystique"
I fanned the cloth out on the table, I began setting the placemats, and placing the plates carefully and ornately. Along with the silverware, I grabbed a glass of sparkling apple juice from the fridge in the school's kitchen, and grabbed to glasses,
"When your pour beverages for a guest or, your date, you do so elegantly and delicately, careful not to spill on them or yourself, and you do not sit until your guest is seated."
I pulled out a chair for Larissa and she sat tentatively, hesitant to be apart of the lesson I smiled, when she sat, and I gently pushed her chair in. The timer went off signifying that the Mac and cheese was done, I carefully removed it from the oven, and showed them how to plate the food.
"Your guest should always take the first bite, so serve them first, and after they eat you can begin"
I set down Larissa’s plate and she smiled kissing my cheek, and took a bite, and the students followed suit, Larissa hummed her approval and the students followed suit. Finally I took a bite, and smiled happily,
"So that's your homework assignment, your going to make your own homemade Mac and cheese, and let's make it a contest, if anyone can make one that's indistinguishable from mine, and my wife, your principal can't tell them apart. I will treat the winner to a gift card to the weathervane"
Larissa smiled,
"Yes, I will even sweeten the pot with a gift card for two to the local movie theater."
I smiled, cleaning up the wrest of the dishes from class and packing up the Mac and cheese for at home. I quickly emailed Bianca the ingredients list the directions, and all of the table serving etiquette instructions, along with the assignment. When the bell rang and the students left Larissa finally handed me the stuffed animal, it had on a small t-shirt that read,
"Will you be my date to the Rave'N?"
I smiled and nodded kissing Larissa on the lips,
"Your Mother is more then happy to watch the boys, she came and got them for the night so we wouldn't have to watch a bunch of teenagers and them. She's in my office waiting for you to say goodbye to them, and then my dear when your no longer in your apron you and I are going dance clothes shopping and grocery shopping before the horde of famished soccer stars arrive"
I laughed softly, and finished up my Mac and cheese while Larissa did the same. I washed our dishes, and closed up my classroom and walked with Larissa to the office where my mother sat with the boys. They rushed me immediately and clung to me, and I felt my heart pull a little,
"Mommy we gonna miss you and Mama lots, only couple nights right mommy right? Then home and snuggle you"
It was Tristain who spoke, I nodded and kissed his head tears in my eyes, Oliver spoke up,
"Mommy no cry, why crying? No sad, why Mommy sad Mama?"
He looked over at Larissa who was being strong for the both of us, she knelt next to me and kissed the three of them,
"Because Mommy has never been away from you for long, so you need to be brave for her because she's going to miss you all so much and she loves you so much"
Oliver nodded, and Pugsley smiled gently stroking my face,
"We'll be alright mommy, you'll be otay"
I nodded my head and kissed them all again, and we waved goodbye when my mother took then away. Larissa hugged me for a while, and rubbed my back, she kissed my forehead,
"Honey it's gonna be okay"
I nodded, emotion racking my voice,
"I know that, I just I'm gonna miss them"
Larissa kissed me and chuckled softly,
"Oh honey, it will be okay, now come on apron off, it's time to go shopping"
I nodded and removed the apron hanging it on a hook, I put my coat on and grabbed my purse and Larissa followed suit escorting me to our car. She opened the door for me and I stepped inside of it buckling up immediately, she climbed inside and turned on the radio, buckling up and began the drive to the mall in Burlington. When we arrived she let me out of the car and with her hand on my waist guided me inside, it was only two and the girls wouldn't be headed over until seven pm. We took our time in the stores, Larissa found her outfit almost immediately, but wouldn't let me see it on her, I struggled to find a dress. I was getting frustrated, since having the twins it had been hard for me to find anything that made me feel confident. It was after the fortieth dress that I tried on that I broke down crying, Larissa had been wandering the store when she walked by the fitting room to check on me and heard my muffled sobbing.
Larissa’s voice was soft and full for concern,
"Darling why don't you let me in, I want to help...please"
I hugged my sides and shook my head,
"Please don't, I-I don't want you to see me like this"
Larissa’s brow furrowed,
"Honey please, its not anything I haven't see before"
I shook my head mentally thinking,
"Yes it is, you get the dressed up, fully clothed only in the dark with a night gown on sex now, never fully naked or exposed or without soap or steam to influence your point of view"
Before I could verbally protest any further she was entering the fitting room, her eyes looked over my body, and I flinched closing my eyes not wanting to see her face. It wasn't until I felt her forcing me to my feet, that I looked at her, she was kneeling before me and kissing every curve, every scar and stretch mark. Tears ran down my face in small rivulets, and she rose to her feet, wiping away my tears,
"Shush darling, you are to pretty to cry, it's okay"
I shook my head and hugged my sides, and she tilted my chin up, so I would meet her gaze,
"You are a mother, you are my wife, and you are a beautiful woman, stretch marks and scars are just places where the stars melded into flesh, and formed the beautiful body before me. Now I need you to trust me, sit tight, I am going to find your dress for the dance"
I opened my mouth to speak and she gave me a look, kissing my lips, I sat back on the bench and when she returned she passed me a few things to try on. Every dress fit perfectly, I smiled, she took the three that I liked and chose the one that matched her outfit, and paid for it. She grabbed me heels and accessories, and we made our way out of the mall. She got me my favorite snack, and we left. We made our way to the grocery store from the mall, and when we arrived Larissa did most of the shopping for snacks and treats, for dinner, I paid. When we got home she told me to take a bath while she cooked the meal for the girls, when I had finished my bath I came downstairs to a full kitchen. The girls were snacking on the vegetable and fruit dip Larissa had grabbed and she was putting the desserts in the oven.
I ordered pizza wings and salad, and when i had finished the call Larissa hugged me from behind,
"Feel better darling?"
I nodded sleepily, and she smiled, the girls filed into the living room and voted on a horror movie. Larissa and I curled up in the lazy boy, under a blanket and watched it with the girls. She kissed my forehead and rubbed my back, and when the pizza boy arrived I paid them, I grabbed a bowl of salad and ate it silently. The girls were laughing eating pizza and watching the movie, Larissa noticed I had not touched much of the food, and beckoned me into a separate room.
"Darling what's wrong? I know your hungry, I can hear your stomach growling, and you barely any of your fried dough bites"
I fidgeted nervously making sure none of the girls had noticed our absence,
"I-I just feel off, like I'm not comfortable in my own skin"
Larissa shook her head and held me close at the first sign of my tears and kissed my forehead rubbing my shoulders, Bianca poked her head around the corner,
"Hey,Ms. Weems are you okay?"
A few of the girls had followed her apparently our absence had not gone as undetected as I had hoped, Larissa looked up at them smiling softly, Yoko spoke up having read my thoughts.
"She's been struggling with food lately and her self image, every time she looks in the mirror-"
I looked at Yoko and she stopped talking, Larissa knelt eye level with me, and she kissed me reassuringly. Yoko extended to me a small packet, it looked like a juice box but it wasn't.
"You need this, more then you think, even if you don't want it morally, your body physically needs it. My cousin has an eating disorder, at first she saw the results she wanted but then her brain found more and more things to pick at, and she ended up hospitalized. So as a fellow vampire and someone who really looks up to you. I am telling you, you need this, you can't keep living like your only psychic and ignoring that part of you. Drink it, it will help"
Larissa went to the sink, and checked the blood bag bin and frowned,
"Honey, this is full, you haven't been feeding?"
I felt panic claw at my chest,
"You've seen me eat-"
Larissa shook her head, she looked furious and worried all at once,
"That's not what I meant and you know it"
I began to shake, I gripped my sides, and turned away from her from the students. I walked towards the door and put my rain coat on, I stepped outside, and heard the door slam behind me. I began to walk, when I heard the sound of wet feet running after me, I turned to see Larissa running towards me, she was crying. I had made her cry,
" y/n please come back inside, we can tall about this, I can help you"
I stopped in my tracks, I couldn't handle seeing Larissa upset, I relented and she seemed to calm down. She guided me inside, and the girls were all in the living room giving us space. Larissa poured some blood into a cup for me and heated it up like tea, she mixed in some chocolate powder and milk, it looked like raspberry hot chocolate. I drank it for her, and then I ate some pizza, she held me while I ate and kissed me. I had drained five blood pouches by the time the movie was over, and I felt much better, Larissa carried me over tobthe lazy boy and we sat together. She kissed my cheek, and played with my hair, eventually I drifted off to sleep in her arms. When I awoke she was saying goodnight to the girls, and apologized for earlier, I pretended to sleep still in her arms. And when she lay me in bed, she climbed in after me once she had put pajamas on and I rolled over holding her while she relaxed.
"Ris?"
Larissa looked over at me,
"Yes love?"
I shifted closer to her,
"Are you mad at me?"
She shook her head softly,
"No baby, but you did scare the hell out of me earlier, it's no wonder you've been feeling off"
I nodded in relief and kissed her softly passionately, she sighed content and buried her face in my neck while I gently caressed her arms.
When I awoke the next morning, I got dressed and made the girls breakfast, Larissa went over plays with them while they ate, and when it was finally time and they were dressed for the game we filed into the bus and made our way to the championship game arena. I had the medkit, and the coolers with snacks, I had sunscreen for the girls, Larissa ran them through warm ups and drills. When at last the game began, I sat on the bench near Larissa, and cheered the team on, the game was neck and neck, they were tied when the referee called for half time. The girls ran over breathless and stretched drinking water and refueling with snacks, my mother brought the boys to the game and Larissa and I went over to see them. She hadn't spoken to me at all that morning, whether it was because she was still worried about last night or entirely focused on the game I wasn't sure.
"Hey Ris, please don't tell my mom about last night..."
Larissa looked at me and scoffed slightly,
"Why not? Clearly I can't keep an eye on you all the time, someone else needs to know"
Her words felt like a harsh slap, and I stiffened,
"I -I'm sorry Larissa, I thought you weren't mad, I promise I'll make it up to you"
She looked at me her facial expression full of guilt and bordering on pain,
"I-Y/n I'm sorry, but you could have died... you could have starved to death...and you would have left me, the boys and Wednesday all behind... I wasn't angry anymore last night but then I saw the boys and though of all you could have left behind and it hurt and I got mad... please promise me you'll do better"
I nodded my head,
"I promise"
She nodded and kissed my forehead,she went to the boys and hugged them and thanked my mother again for taking them, I went to them to and kissed them crying softly.
"Mama no sad, only one more night, one more and done, then we back"
I smiled drying my eyes, and nodded,
Larissa guided me back to the bench, I drank a blood pack and sat in silence, the girls were back put on the field and the Ravens had the ball. Enid protected Wednesday who was dribbling it up to field she weaved it through the offensive Knights players legs, passed it to Yoko, who fielded it to Bianca, and then when Wednesday was open again she bicycle kicked it into the goal. The whistle blew,and the Ravens won against the knights, fifteen to thirteen, the girls lined up on the field with Larissa who presented them the trophy, and their picture was taken. When the girls filed back into the bus they were laughing and smiling we stopped by the house so they could grab their bags and belongings and Larissa drove the bus back to the Academy so the girls could get ready for the dance.
Larissa put the trophy with the picture in the frame, and we went home. She was quiet almost the whole way, but then lightened up a little after she ate some of the leftover Mac and cheese, I rubbed her shoulders and she smiled while I sipped another blood pouch. We spent the evening together, Larissa was laughing and smiling, we talked things out. I went upstairs to shower and she locked up, before joining me, I removed my clothes and stepped into the water. Larissa hummed her approval, stripping and joining me, she laced her hands around my waist and kissed my neck. Teasing my sensitive body,she released me when I began to whine and squirm, allowing us to finish our shower. I slipped into my silk night gown, she spooned me close, and I drifted to sleep listening to the rhythm of her heartbeat as a lullaby.
When I awoke Larissa was sitting next to me reading a book, I smiled curling up on her lap, she say the book aside and kissed my forehead.
"I packed our overnight bag for the new place, and set your dress out, the dance is not till later, but we do have time to go get brunch and maybe catch a matinee if you want or catch up on our shows and order in"
I smiled at her excitement on the last sentence,
"So we order brunch for take put and catch up on our shows?"
Larissa beamed,
"Please?"
I laughed and sat up kissing her,
"Of course baby"
Larissa smiled and pulled up Hulu, while I ordered our breakfast, when it arrived we curled up in our pajamas in bed and watched American Horror Story Delicate, Larissa eyed me curiously,
"How are you eating and not feeling icky? She just scarfed down a raccoon"
I smirked Larissa could be so cute and soft sometimes,
"Darling, I literally thrive off of blood, and have seen serial killer psychos do much worse, not to mention when I was training to be a Detective they had us go to a body farm to see the different states of decomposition, after that anything else seems kind of mundane"
Larissa shivered, and scooted closer,
"Do you miss being a Detective?"
I smiled,
"Sometimes, but there's so much risk with that job, if something from work followed me home, and anything happened to the kids or you. I would never be able to forgive myself"
I felt a lump of emotion catch in my throat,
"Besides I always wanted to do something with my cooking, what better way then to teach young outcasts like you and me to fend for themselves, to cook and to clean, how to serve guests, all of thevstuff that comes with being an adult and living life"
Larissa smiled and kissed me,
"You know Wednesday and Enid want to be detectives?"
I smiled softly, an odd sense of pride filling me. Larissa noticed and played with my hair, she kissed my cheek before getting up and taking care of the garbage and leftovers. I sat sipping my iced coffee, when Larissa returned she smiled seeing me with my chocolate mocha raspberry and blood infused coffee.
"You worked up quite a thirst didn't you baby?"
I nodded and she smirked blushing. She lowered the collar on her shirt, I shook my head,
"Baby I can't, I don't know if I'd be able to stop"
Larissa pouted,
"Don't give me that sappy Edward Cullen bullshit, I know you, your stronger then you think, and I'm offering"
She straddled my lap and kissed my neck, I set my coffee aside, and she exposed her pulse point to me, I blushed my nails biting into the mattress.
"Please don't darling"
That caught Larissa’s attention, she climbed off my lap and covered her neck, she caressed my face,
"What is it love? Why not?"
I flushed,
"In drinks it's fine, but taking it from the source, I just-im not ready...I know I did at the hospital, but I didn't have a say in it and I can't consciously do this to you"
Larissa looked at me with so much love and understanding she kissed me softly, a blush spreading on her cheeks,
"I love it when your open and soft with me"
It was my turn to blush, we spent the evening together snuggling and kissing and then it was time to get ready, I awoke from a nap and Larissa was gone a note on the night stand saying to be ready by six pm. I got up and showered. I took my time willing my body to relax , I was anxious and had never been to a dance ever. I had skipped my proms and homecoming, something I never really regretted but not getting ready I was anxious. I wanted it to be perfect, Larissa had told me how the Rave'N had always been a bitter sweet memory for her, I dried off. And slipped on a matching lingerie set, I looked over my reflection in the mirror. For once since having the twins I felt sexy confident even, I did my makeup; a smokey eye , full contour and soft blush paired with a subtle lip color. I was listening to music while I got ready. I had shaved everything and was applying moisturizer before slipping on my nylons. With my nylons on and makeup and hair done, I stepped into my dress using a coat hanger to zip it up. It fit perfectly, hugging my every curve like a glove and complimenting my shape, it was black with a nude fabric underneath it, as if I were only wearing lace. The top was a sweet heart neck line, with a low back and plenty of cleavage exposed, it was clearly expensive and coture. Larissa always had an eye for fashion, I smiled slipping on the accessories she had picked for it and my heels, grabbing a small clutch. I heard Larissa call me from downstairs,
"Darling I'm here, are you ready?"
I spritzed on the perfume I knew drove Larissa wild and made my way carefully down the steps. Larissa looked stunning, a dazzling smile on her face, she had on a beautiful suit with a corset top that complimented her shape and long legs, she was holding a corsage, I pulled the boutenir I had purchased out of the fridge and delicately pinned it to her suit coats lapel.
"You look absolutely stunning"
I gushed kissing her softly, she smiled quietly drinking in my form, her hands teasingly traced my curves and I bit my lip to suppress a moan she smirked,
"You my dear are a work of art, and as much as I love this dress on you, I want to see it in a pile on our floor"
I gasped and a pleased rumble emitted from her throat, she kissed the column of my throat, and guided me outside her hand on my back, and opened the car door for me, drinking in the view as I dipped down to get in the vehicle. When she climbed into our vehicle, her hand on my thigh she drew teasing circles in the fabric of my gown. When we arrived at the Academy she lead me inside, she stroked my back, and passed off our tickets. We entered in their were already so many students in the ball room, they were dancing and laughing and almost as soon as we arrived their attention turned to us. Wednesday and Enid immediately came over they complimented us both, Enid gushed over my dress, she had a on a soft grey blue dress, and Wednesday had on a simple black pair of dress pants a shirt with a tie of a similar shade. Students approached us in a similar fashion throughout the night complimenting us, the decor and thanking Larissa for throwing the dance. Eventually a slow song played, I was filling up a drink at the punch bowl, when I felt her arms embrace me. I sighed contentedly,
"Darling, dance with me?"
I blushed as red as the punch and Larissa smiled,
"It will be like at our wedding, I'll guide you through it"
I nodded softly, she guided me over to the ballroom floor, that was all but empty it would seem the students did not care for slow dances. Larissa planted her hands firmly on the small of my back, and I held her shoulders, she smirked softly, and I sang to her while we danced. The students watched and took pictures, recorded, us dancing, and then the song changed to something a bit more suggestive. I went to move away, and Larissa pulled me flush against her, I blushed a small yelp escaping me. She giggled purring seductively, she manipulated my body on the dance floor with ease. Dipping me low and kissing my neck,
"Ris there's children, your students, we are not alone"
Larissa mocked a bite to my throat, and when she tilted her head back, she had shifted her eyes a golden color and fake blood ran from her lips. Now I understood the dances theme, a vampire ball. The students clapped and she shifted back to normal, I blushed my face red, Larissa smirked,
"A round of applause for my wife, who was an unknowing participant in my little performance"
The students clapped and I turned an even brighter shade of red, eventually the dance ended and the students had cleaned up everything and gone to their dorms. It was just Larissa and I, with the DJ, she walked over to him whispering something softly, and we slow danced to the song that played at our wedding. I began to tear up, as Larissa guided me about the dance floor, she kissed me delicately on the lips. We paid the DJ, and when he left we locked up the ballroom and went to the new house, Larissa lifted me out of the car and carried me over the threshold, she kissed me passionately and I moaned.
Larissa locked the door behind us and guided me to our master bedroom, she unzipped my dress and hung it up in the closet and did the same with her suit, she bit her lip admiring my body in the lingerie.
She raked her eyes a long my form and couldn't suppress the guttural moan that pulled from her throat, I flushed whimpering, I sat on the edge of the bed and slipped my panties aside gently stroking my folds, teasingly slow. Her eyes traced my movement and her perfectly manicured brows furrowed,
"What exactly do you think your doing?"
I stopped and blushed, she sauntered over to me confidence in every step, she tilted my chin up to meet her gaze. I opened my mouth to speak and her thumb traced my lip, she smirked her tongue flicking out to wet her teeth.
"Use your words pet"
I practically shuddered with arousal at the nickname, and she hummed her eyes glazed over with lust as she lengthened her cock, shifting her anatomy, I sputtered. And she smirked,
"I- I- Ris I need you"
Larissa hummed in quiet thought, gently caressing my face before lightly slapping it and choking me, the actions through me off balance and instantly I felt arousal flood my core. She snickered sadistically,
"Awe poor baby, mommy hasn't even touched you yet, and your already speechless,that's to bad. Mommy's just gonna have to fuck her little bunny dumb, isn't she?"
I moaned at her words a sense of shame filling me, she gently pushed me back on the bed, she tugged down my soaked thong with a single digit, I whimpered at the feeling of her hands so close to where I desperately needed her. She removed my bra, and kissed me slowly, teasing every inch of my skin with her lips tongue and teeth, she sent sparks of electricity through every neuron and synapse, a fire bloomed and burned within my stomach. She was absolutely maddening and deliberate with her every movement, a smirk played on soft beautiful lips,
"What's wrong bunny, feeling desperate?"
I could tell from the playful lilt in her tone that she wanted me to beg, and I was in dire need of release, so I begged and pleaded with her. She smiled,
"Oh honey that's all you had to do,spread for mommy"
I spread my legs and practically screamed when I felt her fingers make contact with my clit she hummed and moaned,
"That's it such a good little whore for mommy, my perfect little fuck bunny"
She sucked hickeys into my skin, marking me up completely, when finally she slid her cock inside of me she growled and I whimpered. Something within both of us snapped and in a blur of flesh and the sound of the smqcking of wet forcefully colliding, we climaxed, orgasming in sync. Fully enraptured within one another's arms she collapsed on top of me and I through the blanket over us.
"I love you Larissa Weems"
She hummed sleepily kissing me gently,
"I love you to bunny"
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Well I hope you'll enjoy this chapter, I'm hoping to get a chapter of "I will love you through it all" written and posted as well. I appreciate your patience with me and your support.
As always let me know what you think, and if there's anything you'd like to see, I appreciate it!! ❤️
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how easy co. men like their coffee but it gets progressively worse
dick winters: that bitch drinks tea
lewis nixon: BLACK NO SUGAR (and a bacon sandwich)
ron speirs: black (with a pinch of salt)
carwood lipton: pumpkin spice latte
harry welsh: cream & no sugar
buck compton: blondie
johnny martin: cold brew no cream.
babe heffron: milk
bill guarnere: he doesn’t care as long as it’s spiked
george luz: not picky. he drops a few sugar cubes in but right now he’s trying to speed run try the starbucks menu
don malarkey: mocha
david webster: forgets to put in his own coffee pod and drinks the hot water
eugene roe: he eats the coffee grounds
#band of brothers#bob#I KNOW I MISSED SOME ITS 1AM IM SORRU#has this been done before??? i hope not uhgsghs#band of brothers incorrect quotes#dick winters#lewis nixon#ron speirs#carwood lipton#harry welsh#buck compton#johnny martin#babe heffron#bill guarnere#george luz#don malarkey#david webster#eugene roe#part 2??????..
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🦘 Booklr Reads Australian - Authors on My Shelves 🐨
so, I’ve been trying to think of a way to recommend a lot of Australian authors really quickly for Booklr Reads Australian. what I came up with was just to give y’all a giant list of all the authors I have at home!
most of them are YA and/or fantasy authors, and I’ve marked my favourites with an asterisk (*) but if you have any questions, feel free to shoot me an ask 😊
1. Sarah Ayoub
2. Eugen Bacon
3. Shirley Barber *
4. AJ Betts
5. Danielle Binks *
6. Cally Black
7. Steph Bowe *
8. Alice Boyle
9. JC Burke
10. Meg Caddy *
11. Frances Chapman
12. Wai Chim *
13. Claire Christian
14. Lyndall Clipstone
15. Claire G Coleman
16. Katherine Collette
17. Harry Cook
18. Cath Crowley
19. Robyn Dennison
20. Cale Dietrich
21. Lauren Draper
22. CG Drews *
23. Michael Earp
24. Kate Emery
25. Sarah Epstein
26. Alison Evans *
27. Fleur Ferris
28. Carly Findlay
29. Helena Fox
30. Lisa Fuller
31. Emily Gale
32. Meg Gatland-Veness
33. Sophie Gonzales
34. Erin Gough *
35. Leanne Hall *
36. Pip Harry
37. Sonya Hartnett
38. Adam Hills
39. Simmone Howell
40. Megan Jacobson
41. Amie Kaufman
42. Melissa Keil
43. Nina Kenwood
44. Sharon Kernot
45. Kay Kerr *
46. Will Kostakis
47. Jay Kristoff
48. Ambelin Kwaymullina
49. Benjamin Law
50. Rebecca Lim
51. Gary Lonesborough *
52. Kathleen Loughnan
53. Miranda Luby
54. Tobias Madden
55. Melina Marchetta
56. Ellie Marney *
57. Freya Marske
58. Jodi McAlister *
59. Margot McGovern *
60. Nikki McWatters
61. Anna Morgan
62. Jaclyn Moriarty
63. Liane Moriarty
64. Garth Nix
65. Lynette Noni
66. Carly Nugent
67. Poppy Nwosu
68. Kate O’Donnell
69. Shivaun Plozza
70. Michael Pryor
71. Alice Pung
72. Emily Rodda *
73. Autumn Royal
74. Omar Sakr
75. Holden Sheppard
76. AG Slatter
77. Jo Spurrier
78. Krystal Sutherland *
79. Jared Thomas
80. Hayli Thompson
81. Gabrielle Tozer
82. Christos Tsiolkas
83. Alicia Tuckerman
84. Ellen van Neerven
85. Marlee Jane Ward
86. Vikki Wakefield
87. Lisa Walker
88. Jessica Watson *
89. Allayne L Webster
90. Anna Whateley *
91. Samantha Wheeler
92. Jen Wilde *
93. Rhiannon Wilde
94. Lili WIlkinson
95. Gabrielle Williams
96. Rhiannon Williams
97. Fiona Wood
98. Leanne Yong
99. Suzy Zail
100. Nevo Zisin
101. Markus Zusak
#booklr reads australian#booklr#bookblr#read australian#loveozya#trcc original#book recs#book recommendations
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This Black History Month, join in learning about the world through Black folks' eyes painlessly by reading Eugen Bacon's novel, MAGE OF FOOLS, via Meerkat Press. I give it 4* here:
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WWW Wednesday: November 1st, 2023
WWW Wednesday is a weekly meme Sam hosts at Taking on a World of Words.
The Three Ws are:
What are you currently reading?
What did you recently finish reading?
What do you think you’ll read next?
Here is what I am currently reading, recently finished, and plan to read from Thursday to Wednesday.
Let me know if you have read or are planning on reading any of these books!!
Happy…
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#Andrew Hook#Eugen Bacon#Hannah Morrissey#Jigglyspot and the Zero Intellect#meme#Olivia Worley#PD Alleva#People to Follow#Secondhand Daylight#When I&039;m Dead#WWW Wednesday
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It's hard to believe this is the seventh – seventh! – World SF bundle I've had the privilege to put together. It's been a trip, collecting novels and stories from around the world, both here with StoryBundle and with the early Apex Book of World SF anthologies and the more recent Best of World SF hardbacks from Head of Zeus. It's a constant joy to see how much more international the science fiction and fantasy fields become year after year, more accessible, more diverse and more interesting.
Just a few years ago books from outside the Anglophone world, let alone books in translation, seemed rarer than gold dust. That much of the work is still done in the small and independent press is telling – but things are definitely getting better, and it's always interesting when I come round to look for this year's titles, unearthing new treasures and bringing some back that may have been unjustly left behind.
I hope you enjoy this year's crop, and find something you like in the selection. Remember that the bundles not only support the authors and their publishers directly, but also our partner charity. At a time when the world seems ever more strained and polarised, literature joins us together, and speculative fiction offers us that rarest of things, hope. So dive in, and I hope you enjoy these stories!
–Lavie Tidhar
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The Ten Percent Thief by Lavanya Lakshminarayan
Under Pressure by Fabio Fernandes
Freetaly - Italian Science Fiction edited by Francesco Verso
Moscow But Dreaming by Ekaterina Sedia
If you pay at least the bonus price of just $20, you get all four of the regular books, plus six more books for a total of 10!
The Hidden Legion by Snorri Kristjansson
Nordic Visions by Margrét Helgadóttir
An Occupation of Angels by Lavie Tidhar
Danged Black Thing by Eugen Bacon
Of Charms, Ghosts and Grievances by Aliette de Bodard
Imago Mortis by Samuel Marolla
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The Exhibitors Herald, June 1926
The first of the deluxe presentations was at the Forrest theatre, Philadelphia, Thursday evening. The audience was composed largely of members of the Advertising Clubs of the World, which was holding an international convention in the Quaker City, and the members of the Poor Richard Club. There were also present a large turnout of society, official and judicial life of Philadelphia.
The other audience, which included Mrs. Coolidge, members of the diplomatic corps and Washington newspapermen, as guests of the National Press club, viewed the picture at a special screening Friday night at Poli’s theatre in Washington.
General W. W. Atterbury; Senator-elect [and notorious political boss] Wm. S. Vare; Senator [and law professor] George W. Pepper; Lieut. Commander Geo. B. Wilson, U. S. Navy [not to be confused with the character from the Great Gatsby] ; Mrs. Barclay Warburton [civil rights supporter and journalist] ; Major Norman MacLeod; E. T. Stottsbury; Paul Thompson; Alexander Van Rensselaer; Mrs. Charlemagne Tower; Dr. H. J. Tily [department story owner, mason] ; Mr. and Mrs. Theodore W. Reath; Frank Smith; Mr. and Mrs. Jos. N. Snellenburg [merchant in clothing trade] ; Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Block; Mr. and Mrs. Jules E. Mastbaum [movie theater and department store magnates] ; George Nitsche [possibly an affiliate of U. Penn]; Josiah H. Penniman [Provost of U. Penn] ; J. Willis Martin [a judge]; H. S. McDevitt; John J. Monaghan.
Judge Buffington, of Pittsburgh; Thos Finletter [could be one of a a number of lawyers with this name]; Mr. and Mrs. A. L. Einstein; Maurice Paillard, French consul; Robt. Von Moschzisker [justice of the Supreme Court of Pennsylvania]; Mayor W. Freeland Kendrick; Geo. H. Elliott, director of public safety; Chas. B. Hall, president of City Council; Dr. Charles Hart; Rev. Wm. H. Fineschriber; Chas Fox, district attorney [could be a coincidence but Charles Fox III and IV are both currently lawyers in Pennsylvania]; John Fisler, president Manufacturers Club [golf afficianado]; Albert M. Greenfield [real estate broker and developer]; Jos. P. Gaffney; Mr. and Mrs. Ellis Gimbel [department store owner]; Daniel Gimbel [brother and co-owner along with Ellis]; J. D. Lit; Richard Gimbel [son of Ellis Gimble]; Benedict Gimbel [brother of Ellis and Daniel]; Colonel Robert Glendinning [banker]; Benjamin Golder [member of the Pennsylvania State House of Representatives], Agnew T. Dice [President of Reading Railroad].
Dr. Leon Elmaleh [founder of the Levantine Jews Society of Philadelphia]; H. Gilbert Cassidy [a judge]; Utley E. Crane [author of Business Law for Business Men]; Cyrus H. K. Curtis [magazine publisher]; Chas. S. Caldwell; G. W. Cole; Hampton L. Carson [lawyer, professor, state Attorney general]; A. Lincoln Acker [Philidelphia port collector]; Max Aron [lawyer]; Eugene C. Bonniwell [a judge]; Chas. L. Brown; Edward Groome; Chas. L. Bartlett; Edward Bok [editor of the Ladies Home Journal]; Mr. and Mrs. Geo. H. Lorimer [editor of the Saturday Evening Post]; Edw. Bacon; Chas. Curtis Harrison [a judge]; Samuel S. Eels, Rev. J. J. O’Hara [future Archbishop of Philadelphia], and Bishop Thos. J. Garland, D. D. [Episcopalian bishop]
There were a bunch of Universal employees in attendance too but that's less interesting to me. Let's see who went to the Washington show
Both showings were under the auspices of Ambassador Henri Beragner of France and Marcel Knecht, French publisher and trade representative.
Dr. Ferdnand Heurteur, leader of the orchestra of the Paris Opera House, came to the United States to conduct the orchestras at these two showings.
Among the distinguished guests at the Washington showing were:
Don Juan Riano, Spanish ambassador; Senor and Senora de Mathieu, Chilan ambassador; Raoul Tilmont, secretary, Belgium embassy; G. H. Thompson, second secretary, British embassy; A. J. Pack, British embassy; Eduardo Racedo and Madame Racedo, first secretary, Argentine embassy; Conrado Traverso, Argentine embassy; Dr. and Senora Velarde, Peruvian ambassador; Dr. and Madame Santiago F. Bedoya, secretary, Peruvian embassy; Senor and Senora Tellez, Mexican ambassador; Senor and Senora Castro, secretary, Mexican embassy; Ambassador de Martino, Italy; Colonel Augusto Villa, miltary attache, Italian embassy; Count and Countess Sommati di Mombello, Italian embassy; Signor Leonardo Vitetti, Italian embassy.
Baron and Baroness Ago Maltzan, German embassy; Mr. and Madame Matsuidaira, Japanese embassy; Mr. and Madame Gurgel de Amaral, Brazilian embassy; Senor and Senora de Sanchez Aballi, Cuban embassy; Senor Don Jose T. Baron, secretary, Cuban embassy; Brigadier General Georges A. L. Dumont, military attache, French embassy; Mr. Jules Henry, first secretary, French embassy; Major and Madame Georges Thenault, French embassy; Captain and Madame Willm, French embassy; Mr. A. Konow Bojsen, secretary, Danish legation; Mr. and Madame Marc Peter, Swiss ambassador; Mr. Andor de Hertelendy, Hungarian embassay; Senor and Senora Ricardo Jaimes Freyre, Bolivian embassy.
Mr. and Mrs. Timothy A. Smiddy, minister, Irish Free State; Mr. and Madame Simoposilis, Minister from Greece; Mr. and Madame Prochnik, Austrian ambassador; Mr. and Madame Charles L. Seya, Latvian embassy; Mahmoud Samy Pasha and Madame Samy Pasha, Egyptian embassy; Mr. Zdenek Fierlinger, Minister from Czechoslovakia; Mr. Simeon Radeff, Bulgarian embassy; Mr. and Madame Jan Ciechanowski, Polish minister; Senor don Manuel Zavala, Nicaragua embassy, and Mr. and Madame Bostrom, Swedish ambassador.
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Enid: GUYS BACON IS CALLED BACON BECAUSE YOU BAKE THE ON.
Eugene: The what
Yoko: What
Wednesday: Nurse please do something, she's out again
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