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Nursing administrator Victoria Bennett has soured on love. She has sworn off men; they bring too much drama and too much pain into her life. That is, until she meets pediatrician A. J. Baptiste, a single parent who is determined to woo her. A. J. will stop at nothing to have her, and Victoria finds her resolve put to the test...but is this a fight she really wants to win?
Mattilda Bernstein Sycamore's exhilarating new novel is about struggling to find hope in the ruins of everyday San Francisco—battling roaches, Bikram Yoga, chronically bad sex, NPR, internet cruising, tweakers, the cops, $100 bills, chronic pain, the gay vote, vegan restaurants, and incest, with the help of air-raid sirens, herbal medicine, late-night epiphanies, sea lions, and sleeping pills. So Many Ways to Sleep Badly unveils a gender-bending queer world where nothing flows smoothly, except for those sudden moments when everything becomes lighter or brighter or easier to imagine.Lord knows how a born againer is gonna review a book in which almost every other page has a guy who needs to satisfy some inner persistent craving for anonymous kinky sex. I like him a lot and I also like him because in so many ways I think he is like me.Try having a methodist grandfather who beat you whenever you were naked in the bathroom. It's only now that I realize how kinky the old man was and why his son is such a pervert. And why I've had so many flaky relatinships with cruel men.
Imagine the moment when the present ends, and the future begins–when the world we knew is no more and a brave new world is thrust upon us. Gathering stories by nine of today’s most incisive minds, Seeds of Change confronts the pivotal issues facing our society today: racism, global warming, peak oil, technological advancement, and political revolution. Many serve as a call to action. How will you change with the future?
These nine stories sow seeds of change across familiar and foreign territory, from our own backyards to the Niger Delta to worlds not yet discovered. Pepper, the mysterious mercenary from Tobias S. Buckell’s Crystal Rain and Ragamuffin, works as an agent for change—if the price is right—in “Resistance.” Ken MacLeod envisions the end-game in the Middle East in “A Dance Called Armageddon.” New writer Blake Charlton imagines a revolutionary advance in cancer research in “Endosymbiont.” Award-winning author Jay Lake tackles technological change and the forces that will stop at nothing to prevent it in “The Future by Degrees.” Other stories by K.D. Wentworth, Jeremiah Tolbert, Mark Budz, Ted Kosmatka, and Nnedi Okorafor-Mbachu range from the darkly satirical to the exotic. All explore the notion that change will come.
Will you be ready?
Table of Contents:
Introduction by John Joseph Adams
N-Words by Ted Kosmatka
The Future by Degrees by Jay Lake
Drinking Problem by K. D. Wentworth
Endosymbiont by Blake Charlton
A Dance Called Armageddon by Ken MacLeod
Arties Aren’t Stupid by Jeremiah Tolbert
Faceless in Gethsemane by Mark Budz
Spider the Artist by Nnedi Okorafor-Mbachu
Resistance by Tobias S. Buckell
The cover features a very nice blurb provided by Robert J. Sawyer, which says “A first-rate anthology of provocative stories.” Which was redacted down from:
“Isaac Asimov said science fiction is the branch of literature that deals with the responses of human beings to changes in science and technology. His definition put humans in a reactive role, and essentially had science and technology changing on their own. But we can also be proactive, actively making the future what we want — or what we dread. A first-rate anthology of provocative and disturbing stories gathered by the always reliable John Joseph Adams.” — Robert J. Sawyer, Hugo Award-winning author of HOMINIDS
Born in Cambodia and orphaned at an early age, Somaly Mam, a Buddhist sex trade survivor, grew up never knowing her real name or birthday.
As a teenager, Somaly Mam was sold into prostitution and spent years in the brothels of Cambodia where she witnessed and experienced the full-blown horrors of the human sex trade – rape, torture, and nearly unfathomable abuse. After her eventual escape, she could not forget the young girls (some as young as 5) left behind in the brothels, and so she returned to serve them. Her new book, "The Road of Lost Innocence," is her newest means of advocacy. It tells her personal story, ultimately inviting people of conscious, such as our Christian community, to become involved (or to continue involvement) in this war against an epic evil, a modern battle for "the least of these." Truly, not only is this book worth reading, it's worth sharing.
Fleeing from what should have been a perfect crime, four crooks in a black Mustang race into the Pennsylvania highlands. On the backseat, a briefcase full of cash. On their tail, a tattooed madman who wants them dead.
The driver calls himself Axle. A local boy, he knows the landscape, the coal-hauling roads and steep trails that lead to the perfect hideout: the crater of an abandoned mine. But Axle fears the crater. Terrible things happened there. Things that he has spent years trying to forget. Enter Kwetis, the nightflyer, a specter from Axle’s ancestral past. Part memory, part nightmare, Kwetis has planned a heist of his own. And soon Axle, his partners in crime, and their pursuer will learn that their arrival at the mine was foretold long ago . . . and that each of them is a piece of a plan devised by the spirits of the Earth.
He was 17 when he came to New York from Hong Kong in 1992 with his parents and younger sister, eyeing the skyline like any newcomer. Fifteen years later, Hiu Lui Ng was a New Yorker: a computer engineer with a job in the Empire State Building, a house in Queens, a wife who is a United States citizen and two American-born sons.
But when Mr. Ng, who had overstayed a visa years earlier, went to immigration headquarters in Manhattan last summer for his final interview for a green card, he was swept into immigration detention and shuttled through jails and detention centers in three New England states.
Humble Is the Way: The way to what? The way to God's favor, the way to form and then maintain a relationship with Him and, as surprising as it may seem, the way to maintain our human relationships as well. Humility is not just required before God; it is also required before one another. Because of this, humility is one of the most needed characteristics and virtues in the Body of Christ today.
The Bible clearly shows us that humility is indispensable in the Christian life. "The fear of the Lord is the instruction of wisdom; and before honor is humility" (Proverbs 15:33). Jesus Himself demonstrated the greatest degree of humility in His earthly life and ministry, and in so doing, He set a pattern for us. The result was this: "God highly exalted him," (Philippians 2:9). So humble is where we must begin, and humble is where we must remain.
In these pages, Pastor David Jones masterfully lays out, in the simplest of terms, what terrible consequences pride will bring and what glorious rewards humility will bring, and, best of all, he shows us what is required for each of us to walk humbly before God.
In response to this challenge our entire three days together was focused on friendship making, relationship strengthening and community building in the spirit of Jesus. For example, as opposed to years past, I did not plan a speaking schedule with invited speakers or musicians/worship leaders. Each morning our extended camp staff met to pray and ask the Holy Spirit to direct our main gatherings. From these times, knowing there were many outstanding leaders attending, I then asked individuals to share a morning bible devotional, short message from their heart and music. It was amazing to see how all the messages and music and stories simply flowing together with some powerful times of being touched by the Holy Spirit.
On Sunday morning I found myself deeply weeping as I stood with my arms wrapped around two of my sons as a group of Polynesian young men prayed for our young warriors through a Maori haka or war dance.
This year we added a second location for our sunrise prayer gatherings with a new “sweat lodge.” Traditionally, these places/ceremonies have always been used by tribes as places of worship, cleansing, dedication and always prayerful intercession. Each morning the fire was made and the stones heated so that at sunrise our appointed Native leaders, pastors and elders could lead these times of personal prayer, confession, worship and intercession in the lodges. Like last year, they were especially spiritually significant for numbers of people. This year we had a “sweat” to especially encourage our youth in their spiritual journey as well as special time for married couples.
This years “family talent night” was filled with skits, songs, dancing, poetry and heaps of fun and laughter! We had powwow hoop dancing, country & western line dancing, hip-hop dancing, hand-drum songs, little girls singing praise songs in Navajo, rap songs, slam poetry and other very cool presentations. There’s some footage on youtube under “wiconi powwow” you can check out.
Serving Jesus and finding His healing for our lives, families and communities in the context of our cultural ways is the hope and goal of every Living Waters Gathering.
At the powwow we had dozens of dancers along with seven drums. It is always great seeing old friends and reconnecting in the circle as we dance our prayers. My extended family had a give-a-way in honor of my mom, Winona LaPointe, who turns 80 this year.
A special thanks to all who provided a financial scholarship to enable numbers of Native families from Montana, Arizona, Nevada, and Canada to attend this year. As in years past, numbers of young people said our family camp is the one event they look forward to attending more than anything else each summer. So much more could be said, but thanks for your prayers and financial gifts that helped us make such a positive impact for Christ in the lives of so many!!
2008 powwow t-shirts for sale
Our Mni Wiconi Powwow t-shirts were a big hit at camp. As previously announced, you can order one thru the month of August. All proceeds will go to Jacob Trevizo who donated his art-work for the powwow poster and t-shirt. Jacob and his wife Jodi (our Wiconi secretary) are taking pre-orders for the t-shirts. There will only be 30 and that they will be on a black t-shirt. You can view the design on the website. To order and pre-pay for your shirt call our office, 360-546-1867 and ask for Jodi. They are beautiful!
OAXACA MEXICO DANCING OUR PRAYERS TEAM - NOVEMBER
We are calling all First Nations dancers to join us for a historic outreach among the thousands of tribal people in the region surrounding Oaxaca City, Mexico, this November 7-17. We are honored to partner together with Forward Edge International and the Luis Palau Association with our Dancing Our Prayers Team. Our teams have been to China, Peru, Tibet, Argentina, France, Germany and Switzerland over the years. I would love to take a team of about twenty. Our team will be on the stage with Luis Palau at the main venue and leading our own outreaches at locations throughout the city and in tribal villages in the region. You can read all the details on our website including costs, schedules, etc. If you are interested please call our office 360-546-1867.
Peace and blessings
Magic and myth mingle in dark and dazzling ways in Craig Laurance Gidney's debut collection.
A tourist meets an African sea god... A 12th century Japanese monk attracts the attention of a mischievous shapeshifter... The Erl King lives in a briar patch on an antebellum plantation... Spirits of the past haunt a young boy on a Southern coastal island.... Gidney turns the familiar strange and the strange familiar in this landmark debut.
The child in question was 9-year-old Lin Miaoke, who was seen belting out "Ode to the Motherland" as the Chinese flag entered the National Stadium. She became an instant celebrity and was quickly christened a "smiling angel." The image of her in a pretty red dress appeared around the world.
But it wasn't Miaoke who was singing. Chen Qigang, the ceremony's music director, told state broadcaster Beijing Radio that the voice heard around the world belonged to 7-year-old Yang Peiyi.
Peiyi had the voice and was supposed to perform, but was yanked at the last minute because her looks were deemed not suitable by a senior Communist Party official, Chen said.
"It was for the national interest," Chen told Beijing Radio. "The child on camera should be flawless in image, internal feelings and expression."
This charge I commit unto thee, son Timothy, according to the prophecies which went before on thee, that thou by them mightest war a good warfareand I said to myself: True, we don't know when we are going to die. But if we have a prophecy given us of some great work we have to do, then should we not shout to the devil, "I shall not die but live and declare the works of the Lord because the Lord has appointed me to do these great works! HE told me this by prophecy and I will not give up."
The project launches today and aims to create the world's longest collectively written story. There are no fees on offer for writers, however; instead the project aims to raise a large sum of money for children with autism.
The money will be donated by the telecoms company TalkTalk. For every contribution to the story via the website at www.theforeverstory.com, TalkTalk will donate £1 (around $2 US) to the British children's autism charity Treehouse. The project press release explains:
There are around 100,000 children with Autism in the UK, with around half a million family members directly affected by the condition. We want to raise awareness of the work Treehouse does to alleviate the often huge financial and emotional pressures associated with looking after a child with Autism and raise the much needed money so their work can continue.
ASC NEEDS YOUR HELP! Our annual fundraiser scheduled to have taken place in April did not happen as scheduled. This fundraiser typically helps to fund our operational expenses and some programs during a 6 month period, while we work on funding from other sources. We are now in need of financial assistance, to help get us through to our next major fundraising event, our Autism 5K Run/Walk in September.
We need to raise $10,000.00 during this month to help keep our programs running and keep our services available to families in need until our next event in September. We know that it's difficult for individuals to find extra funds for contributions these days, but we have a solution and hope you will choose to play a part!
We are starting a $1 Drive, recognizing that most are experiencing financial hardship at this time. Not everyone can give $10,000.00, but we know that there are 10,000 people out there who can easily give just $1.00. Many can give more!
Please participate and help us spread the word to find 10,000 people willing to donate $1.00 and make a difference in the lives of those effected by autism.
"Much of the first hundred pages are told in a first person narration."But ALL of the first 100 pages are told in the first person. So am not sure what he means?
"a bit on the conservative side for me."But there isn't any kind of Christian religiosity in the first 100 pages. There is nothing religious at all. It's a tribal culture. And there's definitely no "conservative side" going on. I mean...WTF? Someone on a forum he and I belong to stated to Neth that the book was heavy-handed in some areas. Okay, putting aside that my muslim buddhist friends and my atheist friends didn't find it heavy-handed, I'll just say that any Christian elements appear in the last 100 pages of Wind Follower. Not the first 100 pages.
female character goes from strong-willed to meek and subservient for no apparent reason. Apparently, those three scenes where her mother tells her that if her father's debt isn't paid off he will be sold into slavery weren't reason enough. I've been told by an Arabian friend that my story shows how many women feel when they realize they might have married a man who might be a bully. Apparently Satha's fears and the moments when she does challenge her husband is deemed subservient.
her elegant, meticulous world-building shimmers with the ambience of an old-world folktale
"It's very simple. I haven't read them in years," she says. "My feelings get very hurt when people say mean things about me. The trouble I find is that they don't just criticize the book -- they then get nasty personally. And so I stopped reading them."
These were our children who died for our lands; they were dear in our sight.
We have only the memory left of their home-treasured sayings and laughter.
The price of our loss shall be paid to our hands, but not to another's hereafter.
Neither Alien nor Priest shall decide on it. That is our right.
But who shall return us the children?
At the hour the barbarian chose to disclose his pretences,
And raged against Man, they engaged, on the breasts that they bared for us,
The first felon-stroke of the sword he had long-time prepared for us -
Their bodies were all our defence while we wrought our defences.
They brought us anew with their blood, forbearing to blame us.
Those hours which we had not made good when the judgement o'ercame us.
They believed us and perished for it. Our statecraft, our learning
Delivered them bound to the Pit and alive to the burning
Whither they mirthfully hastened as jostling for honour -
Not since her birth has our Earth seen such worth loosed upon her.
Nor was their agony brief, or once only imposed on them.
The wounded, the war-spent, the sick received no exemption:
Being cured, they returned and endured and achieved our redemption.
Hopeless themselves of relief, till death, marvelling, closed on them.
That flesh we had nursed from the first in all cleanness was given
To corruption unveiled and assailed by the malice of Heaven -
By the heart-shaking jests of Decay where it lolled on the wires -
To be blanched or gay-painted by fumes - to be cindered by fires -
To be senselessly tossed and re-tossed in stale mutilation
From crater to crater. For this we shall take expiation.
But who shall return us our children?
20Now to Him Who, by (in consequence of) the [action of His] power that is at work within us, is able to [carry out His purpose and] do superabundantly, far over and above all that we [dare] ask or think [infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, hopes, or dreams]--