ince Leigh Anna picked up Beresford’s The Wonder, I thought I’d go back and read it myself. I’ve been intrigued by the idea of an intellectually gifted child as a threat, but was not expecting to see it play out as it does here.

I envied Victor his facility with logic and synthesis, even his
ability to read at inhuman speeds, but I know all too well how it feels
to be held behind one’s potential for the sake of age, or, gaining
ground, to be considered incapable of emotional maturity.

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have decided in my book reviews of old science fiction not to harp on the blatent lack of equality because, first of all, most of it was written before the women’s movement and secondly because it would get boring.  However, there is the teeth grinding line in every book that has to be mentioned.  In The Wonder it was this: The supreme ambition of all great women–and have not all women the potentialities of greatness?–is to give birth to a god.  That ambition it is which is marred by the disappointing birth of a female child–when the man-child is born, … Continue reading a little random

‘m wild about summer. Baseball–watching the Yankees in particular–catching up
with the stack of bedside books and reading The New Yorker at the pool.  Can life get any better?  I also get to watch my sixteen- year- old daughter play summer league basketball which seems  sweeter after reading Karra Porter’s terrific book Mad Seasons:  The Story of the First Women’s Professional Basketball League, 1978-1981.
It wasn’t until my senior year in high school that sports were offered for women and Porter’s book is a good reminder of how fast and far women’s basketball has come in a few short decades.
Still baseball reigns supreme in summer and the Press has great baseball books both old and new. 

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ohn Schulian’s Twilight of the Long Ball Gods is about two kinds of baseball. There’s the baseball of legends and statistics and leagues and divisions, and then there’s the baseball of the memory and the senses, the baseball that reveals our humanity, our resiliency and frailty, our heart and soul.

Schulian’s “dispatches from the disappearing heart of baseball” are perfect summertime reading. Thirty-seven articles that range from a visit to Babe Ruth’s birthplace (a ramshackle museum in Baltimore) to bittersweet memories of American Legion baseball represent some of the most honest writing on America’s Pastime that I’ve ever encountered.

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hat is a prairie schooner? 

A prairie schooner, in its first incarnation, was the covered wagon European settlers used to transport their families and belongings to the West. The wagons’ canvas coverings appeared as white sails in the sea of tall grass, hence, "schooner.”

A prairie schooner is a vehicle of colonization/ it is a vehicle for discovery of the unknown. It destroys/ it inspires.

Vehicle: a tool for carrying, as in a covered wagon. Vehicle: the set of words that carries the meaning of a metaphor. Metaphor: derived from the Greek word for transfer or transport.

Prairie schooner: a vehicle that transports us beyond the mapped, the experienced, the known—to a place where we challenge and re-make our own meaning.

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‘m back!  So glad Maureen came along and posted, both in general and specifically this week, since I was immersed in other things.  June is a pretty quiet month for sf releases.  The
only one close to speculative is The Nobbie Stories for Children and Adults, a book of the letters of C.L.R. James to his son Nobbie.  Childrens’ stories always have some magic to them and these are no exception with their fun characters named things like Boo-boo-loo and presidents choosing special
words that people have to guess to win prizes.  But this is fine with me since I am still working my way through what came out last month.  And instead I got caught up in something else.

Continue reading “The Wonder by J.D. Beresford”

y name is Kathleen Flenniken and I am delighted that my first collection of poems, Famous, will be published by University of Nebraska Press in the late summer. I begin with two enthusiastic book recommendations: Cortney Davis’ Leopold’s Maneuvers, (Bison, 2004) and Rynn Williams’s Adonis Garage, (Bison, 2005). Both are previous winners of the Prairie Schooner Book Prize in Poetry. I’m proud to be

following in their footsteps.

 

I’m interested that all three books—Famous, Adonis Garage, and Leopold’s Maneuvers, ostensibly

cover similar terrain—women at the midpoint in their lives, considering their marriages, their parents and children, and their places in the world around them.

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Medic! by Robert “Doc Joe” Franklin “For anyone who has ever wondered what combat was really like, this astonishing little book is  about as close as one can come without getting the mud and blood all over them. . . . [T]his book is a searing, devastating look at combat, heroism, and stupidity. It pulls no punches. . . . It will undoubtedly rank with the classics of military literature as one of the finest, most heart-breaking, most brutally honest books ever written about men in war. . . . An absolute ‘must-read.’”—WWII History (March 2006) Continue reading

erhaps I’m just resting on my share of the laurels, having received word that UNP’s new science fiction catalogue received praise from one of the most respected science fiction authors and editors out there. (Not risking my neck too much here, unless Harlan Ellison takes revenge on less-than-discrete bloggers.) Thrilled by my near brush with greatness, I now return to encouraging others to check out our titles. We’ve begun to brush up this website just for you web-wandering readers, with artwork and descriptions of each series’ particular purpose. The browsing the book pages takes a little more dedication, but we … Continue reading Shh…