Audrey Niffenegger, who has recently become known for her work “The Time Traveler’s Wife,” has triumphed again with her latest novel, “Her Fearful Symmetry.” Set in London, Highgate Cemetery to be exact, Niffenegger weaves connections between sisters, strangers and even ghosts.
“Fever to Tell” was an internationally gold selling album gaining much positive press, including being named New York Times’ album of the year.
Love, sex, money, heartbreak, travel and friendship. What more could you ask from a chick-lit novel?
“Yankee Hotel Foxtrot” pulled in a lion’s share of the notable album of the year stampings from press outlets, ranging the spectrum from independent-minded Webzines to, well, “Entertainment Weekly.”
This album is so sincere that by the end of the article I will have exhausted my thesaurus’ synonyms and antonyms of the word “earnest.”
Alternating between a modern day journalist researching this event and a child living through the torment of the 1942 roundup, this novel makes for a compelling and provocative read.
Over the past couple of years, I have made countless irrelevant analogies, pretentious statements, contentious contradictions and flat out dick-moves. Not only that, but I’ve spent some years as a music director, columnist, on-air personality, public speaker and all-around attention whore.
People read self-help books for everything from programming their computers to choosing the right wine. But a how-to guide on being single does not sound quite so appealing.
The second film from director Peter Billingsley (Ralphie from “A Christmas Story”), “Couples Retreat” deals with four pairs of friends who reluctantly travel to a resort designed for helping troubled couples.
It’s hard to admit in an article with a really big picture of my face right next to it that I was amused by music about the sun, rainbows and the scientific method, all of which are meant to get children excited about going to school.
Every once in a while, I see a book lying ever so temptingly on a Barnes & Noble shelf that I just can’t help but pick up. Hmmm…cute cover, interesting title, could be promising. “No, you don’t need another book,” I tell myself.