![]() ![]() I'm highly sensitive to what other people are thinking and feeling. I admire their composure, because I'm an empath. The nurses here run around at a hundred miles a minute, all the while projecting to everyone that they are cool, calm, and collected. The hospital job is important because it's a front-row seat to the reality of nursing. ![]() I'm struggling with the dual responsibilities of attending class during the day and working as a nursing assistant at night. My interest in becoming a professional caregiver sparked, I toyed with the idea of becoming a doctor-until I shadowed one and found out how little time doctors spend with patients.Īnd I want the human interactions, so I chose nursing.īut nursing school, I'm finding, is hard. Growing up, I watched my mother take good care of my extended family, especially my grandmother. Angela is a traveling nurse and currently lives in California. ![]() After graduating from nursing school, she did an externship at a cardiovascular ICU. Angela was born in New York City and grew up in Virginia Beach. ![]()
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![]() ![]() We’re warned of this on the back: “A novel of love and lettuce … a warm-hearted, funny and wise book.” People who prefer unwise books, not about lettuce, may find themselves begging by the end – like the guy stuck all night in the perfume section of the department store – “Quick, give me some sh*t!” If for some reason you think that two novels with animals in the title are likely to have something in common, you are wrong: based at least on my reading of the first 100 pages of Ducks, Newburyport, Come, Thou Tortoise is pretty much the anti- Ducks, Newburyport - and so it makes perfect sense that Ellmann didn’t like it: Steady on, Airbus 320.Īfter I finished reading Come, Thou Tortoise, I went poking around for reviews of it and was interested to discover a thoroughly unsympathetic one from Lucy Ellmann, currently basking in critical acclaim for her recent novel Ducks, Newburyport. ![]() ![]() Uncle Thoby, when he walked down the aisle, pretended to lose his balance. When we were out of the turbulence, Uncle Thoby headed for the beverage cart. We flew to China and France and I played with the knobs and said, Ladies and gentlemen, we will be experiencing some turbulence. Okay, so we just stared at the pale green wall when we were flying, but we were flying for Chrissakes. ![]() ![]() ![]() The sisters will need each other if they are to become the women they need to be - and save their people from the dark forces that draw closer.Ĭaptivating and boldly imaginative, with a tale of sisterhood at its heart, Rena Rossner's debut invites you to enter a world filled with magic, folklore and the dangers of the woods. And these are not the only dangers lurking in the woods. It is their story, together with her love of Jewish mythology, that inspired her to write her debut The Sisters of the Winter Wood. All eight of her great-grandparents immigrated to America to escape the pogroms from towns like Dubossary and Kupel. Soon a troupe of mysterious men appear in town and Laya falls under their spell-despite their mother's warning to be wary of strangers. Rena Rossner lives in Israel, where she works as a literary agent. She must guard this secret carefully, even from her beloved sister. Perhaps, Liba realizes, the old fairy tales are true. When their parents travel to visit their dying grandfather, the sisters are left behind in their home in the woods.īut before they leave, Liba discovers the secret that their Tati can transform into a bear, and their Mami into a swan. Raised in a small village surrounded by vast forests, Liba and Laya have lived a peaceful sheltered life - even if they've heard of troubling times for Jews elsewhere. Perfect for fans of The Night Circus, The Bear and the Nightingale and UprootedĪ magical tale of secrets, family ties and fairy tales weaving through history. A magical debut with a fairy tale feel that will break your heart. ![]() ![]() ![]() She was his childhood crush and his first kiss and he can’t see past the flirty facade she projects as he leads her around his work place. When Clementine Kaye unexpectedly waltzes back into Beecher White’s life, the young archivist at the National Archives begins stumbling over himself trying to impress her. There were so many twists and turns, I couldn’t spoil it for you if I tried a veritable “who can you trust” who-dunnit. I couldn’t wait to get into and it certainly didn’t disappoint. This is one of the books passed along to me by my friend Patty and right away struck me as being a Washington thriller/mystery à la Margaret Truman style. ![]() ![]() Today’s featured mystery is The Inner Circleby Brad Meltzer, book one of The Culper Ring series. ![]() |