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2019-09-02 13:40

Murat Göğebakan - A Legend Of Anatolian Rock (3 Cd) TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

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I believe I would have given this five stars if I had read it slower and allowed the structure of the novel to resonate with me more. Morgenstern is very concerned with time here, and the sections jump forward and backward. This is a lovely novel about the power of community, love, and choice to change one's destiny. Celia and Marco, both magicians, are meant to play against each other in a game set up by their patrons. Unfortunately, after they meet they fall in love and are more inclined to work together, building Le Cirque du Reves for each other even though they are almost never together. I love that Celia is the stronger of the pair, and her moment of doubt. There's a whiff of orientalism around Tsukiko, the Japanese contortionist, which is unpleasant but that might be me being sensitive. Overall I would recommend this to anyone looking for a coming of age story, a love story, a fantasy, or just a book with some awesome ideas in it.

2019-09-02 14:40

Panik Atakta - David D. Burns TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Psikonet Yayınları

Awesome. Shows how pitiful of a recent history Afghanistan has had; I didn't know about it before. I love the immigrant portion of it as well. Something we need to be reminded of, I think.

2019-09-02 15:40

Mutluluk Ve Mutsuzluk - Michel Puech TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Günışığı Kitaplığı

The Reserve is hailed as “love story, part murder-mystery, set on the cusp of the second world war” as claimed by the book jacket. I had already read and loved Banks’ Cloudsplitter, so I was eager to read another book by the author. The story opened with the arrogant Jordan Banks, architect, visiting the wealthy Cole family in their Adirondack home. The characters bored me, quite frankly, and the storyline didn’t even give me the slightest interest until page 82, when we find out that Vanessa Cole is a lunatic. Unfortunately, even that wasn’t enough to save the story for me. And, to make matters worse, the Spanish Civil War and Hindenburg flashbacks didn’t work here at all. They seem thrown in haphazardly in a deliberate attempt to point out contrasts in the characters. Instead, it just seemed like you were watching television and someone changed the channel for a moment. Overall, a disappointing read.

2019-09-02 16:40

Türkiye’nin Politik Kronolojisi TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Barış Platin Basın Yayın

Stupid manga historical account of Hiroshima. This the 2nd volume deals with the kid-hero, Gen, on the day after the bombing. You could more or less remove the whore bombing thing and have the same comic book; Makazawa seems to just ad images of people's skin melting off periodically to give the manga the disguise of literary value.

2019-09-02 17:40

İlk Bilgi Hazinem: Uzay - Stephanie Ledu TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Mavi Kelebek Yayınları

I had a very difficult time getting into this book, so it took me a few days to actually finish it. That’s the second time I started this book and needed to get to know Bones better. So many bloggers said good things about it and I do like Urban Fantasy because of their powerful and kick ass females, but Cat was a crying baby in the first couple of chapters. My problem was Cat and I couldn’t get past the drama she kept complaining. I liked Cat and Bones relationship when we actually get to it, and I think Bones was definitely right in hiding some things from her. She’s too powerful and a cannonball with less finesse. Bones was actually a great guy and I liked his style and his job. He’s a charming british and talks with that sensual voice, so the sparks flying between these two were extra hot. I liked pieces of the book and could actually enjoy this series later on. Bones was perfect, Cat’s mom was an extremist, I think Cat’s father will appear some day, I didn’t like the ending on this book and expect more of grumpy Bones soon.

2019-09-02 18:40

Meinl Ch66Hf 66 Bar Çift Sıra Chimes TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Meinl

my favorite raynd book.

2019-09-02 19:40

Daddarıo B12S48St Nota Defteri Archives 12 Satır 48 Sayfa Spiral TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: D'Addario

Even if you can't read it in its original french, this book is a masterpiece for kids and adults. My words can't describe the greatness of this books.

2019-09-02 20:40

Yüksek Ritm (DrumLine) ( VCD ) TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

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That James Joyce and his final paragraphs. I have to hand it to the man, he sure knew how to end a book. The final passage of Ulysses is justly famous for Molly Bloom's orgasmic "Yes I said Yes I will Yes," but it's possible that the somnolent incantation of snow-blanketed Ireland in the final pages of The Dead is just as strong, with its repetitions and inversions ("falling softly"/"softly falling") and its vast but muted vistas. It's certainly one of those passages, like Mrs. Dalloway's "What a lark! What a plunge!" or The Unnamable's "I can't go on, I'll go on," whose echoes I hear in my head on a regular basis, triggered by a fragment of casual conversation, an everyday action, or another written phrase: It had begun to snow again. He watched sleepily the flakes, silver and dark, falling obliquely against the lamplight. The time had come for him to set out on his journey westward. Yes, the newspapers were right: the snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Fury lay buried. It lay thickly drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns. His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead. Thus Gabriel Conroy, would-be cosmopolitan and darling of his elderly aunts, drifts off to sleep after attending the aunts' annual Epiphany dance. Having tipped the caretaker's daughter, gotten into an awkward conversation with a nationalist colleague, expertly carved the goose, and made a speech, he then leaves the party and experiences an attack of longing for his wife, only to find out a long-kept secret about her youthful past. This time through, I was surprised that most of what I remember as powerful, including Gabriel's lust for Gretta, her story and his pre-sleep musing—happens in the final fifth of the novella, with the rest being devoted to the Epiphany party. Bibliographing Nicole had a similar trick of memory, which sounds maybe more extreme than mine. Knowing what was coming, it was interesting to re-read the long party section for elucidation of what comes later. Gabriel, for example, though the golden nephew in his aunts' eyes, is several times severely discomfited when women challenge him, or react to his pleasantries differently than he expects. The caretaker's daughter Lily makes an unexpectedly dark comment about men in response to Gabriel's teasing, and Gabriel "coloured as if he felt he had made a mistake," awkwardly making amends by slipping her a coin. Later on, he's similarly ill at ease when his colleague Miss Ivors confronts him for having (in her eyes) insufficient pride in his Irish heritage—deciding to alter his annual speech out of deference to her. In fact, he spends a good deal of the party worrying about his speech, about whether it will come off conceited or whether he will alienate his audience if he quotes poetry too sophisticated for their palates. Like Stephen Dedalus after him, Gabriel is too self-conscious to feel natural in his own skin most of the time. Even his yearning for Gretta late in the book is beset by similarly uncertain moments, intermixed with a powerful warmth of memory and strength of desire. This makes her final revelation, which seems to exclude him from an important part of her inner life, that much more of a blow—for Gabriel, if not for the reader. And indeed, I was thinking throughout this reading of a debate I got into in a British Modernism class once, about whether Gretta's sadness at remembering the death of her young lover actually does invalidate somehow the years of warmth and memories that Gabriel is remembering just before she tells him the story: Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory. A heliotrope envelope was lying beside his breakfast-cup and he was caressing it with his hand. Birds were twittering in the ivy and the sunny web of the curtain was shimmering along the floor: he could not eat for happiness. They were standing on the crowded platform and he was placing a ticket inside the warm palm of his glove. He was standing with her in the cold, looking in through a grated window at a man making bottles in a roaring furnace... At the time, I felt very strongly that a single tragic incident from Gretta's past does not "trump" the years of quotidian connection between husband and wife, however jarring it might be for Gabriel to hear his wife's story when he is in such a different mood. My own prejudice remains one that would privilege Gabriel's stockpile of seemingly mundane shared experiences over a more Romantic tragic love story. Now that I'm less invested in the idea that Joyce must necessarily be expressing my own feelings, though, I can see both sides. To take my original position, we are not presented with an incompatible or unhappy couple. Gretta's gentle ribbing of Gabriel as they arrive at the party, about the care he takes of their children and the way he makes her wear galoshes to keep her from getting a cold, makes clear their mutual affection. So too, Gabriel's indignant thoughts when he remembers that his mother never quite approved of Gretta, and always thought that he married slightly beneath him, would vouch for the store he sets by her even if his later lustiness did not. So it still seems to me that this is a portrait of one melancholic night in a more or less successful marriage—or, more generally, of the way in which we can never achieve complete knowledge of another person, even if we are close to them—rather than a picture of an unhappy woman putting on a brave face as she secretly pines away for her lost lover. Still, Gabriel definitely has his self-deluding moments, in large part due to his insecurity. He is cold with Gretta when she says she would love to see Galway again, because he has just been made to feel uncomfortable by Miss Ivors and he doesn't want to hear enthusiasm for Miss Ivors's plans. He's unable to access Gretta's own excitement, and it's only when he sees his wife look melancholy and romantic that he feels the desire to reconnect with her. Even then, his desire takes a kind of scripted form: he wants to "defend her against something and then to be alone with her"; or to spirit her away to a never-never land far from their daily commitments. Perhaps some of his devastation at hearing the tale of Michael Furey speaks to his own investment in Romantic tropes like that of the of gallant male savior and damsel in distress, or that of the great tragic love that ends in death. Although Joyce's own commitment to these tropes might be significantly less (and given Ulysses it's hard to think differently), his portrayal of Gabriel's disillusionment is still affecting. Revisiting that closing paragraph, I was struck by the odd-seeming sentence, "The time had come for him to set out on his journey westward." I hadn't remembered it, I'm still not clear exactly what it's doing there. It seems, in the context of the novella's title and Gabriel's mood, imbued with intimations of mortality, as if traveling west would be synonymous with starting down the road toward death. (Possibly this is backed by religious and/or mythic traditions of which I'm not aware?) Alternately, it could tie in with the scene in which Miss Ivors proposes that Gabriel and Gretta come with her on a trip to the Aran Islands, which are in the far West of Ireland (as opposed to the eastern-situated Dublin, where the action is taking place). Gabriel, would-be man of the world, prefers to take his holidays on the Continent, in France or Germany. In a subsequent conversation with Gretta, as noted above, she's more enthusiastic than Gabriel about visiting western Ireland, as she would "love to see Galway again"—the city in which she lived during her youth. Thus western Ireland is presented as particularly Irish, being both the favored destination of the nationalist Miss Ivors and the hometown of the slightly earthy Gretta. Perhaps Gabriel's journey "westward" is one of coming to terms with the Irishness he has been trying to escape, in addition to a journey in imagination back to the site of his wife's youthful tragedy. Notes on Disgust (for more information on the disgust project, see here) Since I've started the disgust project, this is the first thing I've read in which I neither felt any disgust while reading, or noticed any characters feeling disgust. A disgust-free read, unless I'm missing something, for those who aren't as fascinated by the disgusting as I am!

2019-09-02 21:40

Zafer Rüzgarları TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Timaş Yayınları

Her name is Ana and she is a newsoul, a person that hasn't been reborn ever, and in a world where everyone reincarnates that’s a problem. Her mother is especially cruel and vicious calling her a nosoul, and raises Ana believing she has no right to anything. Not to own things, or to learn things, or to deserve love, because what's the point if she will die and not be reborn. On her eighteen birthday Ana decides it's time to find out where she really comes from, and the only place that might have some answers is the city of Heart, where all the thousand souls that reincarnate live. But Ana has never left home before, and in less than a day she gets into trouble by running into some Sylphs. She is rescued by Sam, a boy her age who was traveling the forest. After Ana ends up rescuing him from a second Sylph attack, he decides he will help her read Heart. Ana never imagined that the city would feel so wrong, or that the other souls hate/fear her so. She certainly didn't imagine falling in love with a five thousand year old soul in a hot teen body! Incarnate wasn't at all what I expected, but that's not a bad thing. I loved that it was a fantasy world. There are centaurs, sylphs, and even dragons! However the boundaries of the world—as in how far and wide is the land, their world— are never established. That sort of bothered me and intrigued me at the same time. I think this might be revealed later because of a hint given during one of Sam and Ana's conversations. But I still wanted to know what else was out there. Also, I couldn't visualize the whole geysers, caldera, and volcanic stuff occurring around the city. I didn't understand how it fit in with the rest. I liked Sam from the second he appeared on scene. He is sweet, caring, and makes a point of calling her newsoul, instead of the belittling nosoul. He thinks Ana is amazing just for the simple fact that she's not immortal. He says… "If I knew there wasn't much time life, I'd get things done more quickly. See more places, finish all my projects." He makes many more insightful observations like that as the story moves along. The scene where Sam completely stole my heart is probably the piano scene. Breathtaking, really. And the song that emerges from that, and what he names it…also epic. There were a couple of things that I found creepy and pretty morbid sometimes. Like the fact that Sam keeps his own cemetery for all of his past lives bodies, or that he keeps girl clothes for when he reincarnates as a woman (though that’s practical…). Ana too was having trouble wrapping her mind around some of these things. I would laugh at her for freaking out, but then when I seriously thought about it…yeah. I'd be freaked too. Ana was a fantastic character too. She is cynical, sarcastic, fun, and stubborn. She really is trying to get the most out of her life, and not even Sam can stop her when she really wants something. But I didn't understand why the Council was making her life so miserable there, with all the rules and testing stuff. If they don't care about her because she'll just die and not be reborn, then why are they actively trying to screw her over? Overall a fantastic story, pretty cool characters, heartfelt romance…But after digesting it for a bit, I felt it could have pushed the limits even more. So my rating is 3, but it gets a +1 for the gorgeous cover.

2019-09-02 22:40

Şeriat ve Kölelik TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: İlhan Arsel

CUT By Patricia McCormick Cut is set at Sea Pines residential treatment center The plot is this girl who cuts herself. Her mother sent her to sea pines So she could get help but she does not want to talk about it with any one So does she ever gat help? You have to read and find out. The theme is don’t hate someone because they want to help My evaluation is I did like the book. Although some of the parts were really boring My other friends who read it did not like it but I didn’t think it was that bad.

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