This book vividly brings to life the story of two young men in love in rural America. The author does an excellent job of recreating the details of the time period. Worth reading. This is a forgotten treasure of gay literature.

This book reminds us of what it is like to love and realize that the feelings that make up the sum total of who we are, are forbbiden. Those feelings are first forbidden by the society that we live in and then by ourselves. No matter how we live, our love, our passion haunts us behind whatever face we put on for the public

introduction to cost control and what is a cost control

This is just what I needed to get started on my breakdown sheet for costs of job site work. Thank you.

Coming Full Circle is yet another excellent sourcebook of Lovecraftian horror produced by Pagan Publishing. This book contains a wealth of game-related material on the more legendary myths of New England. Here the witch, the phantom, and the vampire of ancient legend take center stage to the sanity- blasting eldritch horros of the Cthulhu mythos. Additionally, this sourcebook offers great material for psychic investigators (ala late Fox show "Millenium"). I highly recommend this book for serious players and readers of Lovecraftiana.

This is a solid collection of non-Mythos CoC scenarios set in New England in the late 1920's and the 1930's. It would be easy to change it to earlier in the 1920's if desired. There are four scenarios which can either be played separately or linked to form a modular campaign. It's an especially good choice if your gaming group does not have the time or inclination to plow through an extended, continous campaign. The scenarios feature plenty of investigation and roleplaying, as well as possibilities for combat. It's classic supernatural horror brought to gaming.

John Philips look (distorted?) back on his life is a real eye-opener of the trials and tribulations and traps of the 1960's rock-n-roll/sex/drug scene. A must read for those amateur contemporary historians with a voyeur mentality!

Wild account of the 60's
rock scene behind closed doors.
I read it 10 years ago and still
think of it.

Ask for the recipe of these poems. Take the plain-spoken disclosure of the Confessionalists, pour into the informed line-sense of the Formalists, season with wit, secret love of the Metaphysical poets, & serve. Phillips doesn't ask that you do extensive background checks on his references, though he does allow himself familiarities with Miss Moore of the tricorner hat, icons of New York City's literary past, & other remarks which may challenge some reader's sense of easy access. Not to fear. If this is the first book you read that introduces you to the world of high literary comradery, you couldn't ask for a nicer host.

phillips has put together a great collection of poems, full of humor and the sense of craft of the formalist poets. it's full of so many great poems i can't begin to list them all.

Overall, an excellent historical summation of Vedanta. Torwesten attempts to synthesize the various philosophies of Vedanta (especially Bhakta and Jnana yogas), and to reconcile the austere and intellectually dry views of Adi Shankaracharya with the broader views of Sri Ramakrishna and other Vedantic sages with similar or more "liberal" viewpoints, and does a pretty fair job of it.

Torwesten has put together a survey of Vedanta along more or less historical lines. The first half of the book treats the teachings of the Upanishads and the Bhagavad Gita; the second half looks at Shankara's non-dualism, the swing back to theism in Ramanuja, and then the more recent developments of Ramakrishna, Vivekananda, Aurobindo, and Ramana Maharshi. This is a survey rather than strictly speaking an introduction; in my opinion it would be most useful to someone who has already had at least some exposure the material covered. The author's grasp and organization of the complex material is excellent, and his writing clear and at times witty. He does much more than general summarizing; he is a critical writer, he gets deeply into the difficulties of the material and conflicting points of view, points out the shades of meaning terms go through in the course of history, as well as the apparent and real contradictions, shortcomings and problems of various positions and doctrines. He illustrates constantly by comparing and contrasting Vedanta with western mystics and philosophers presumed to be better known to the reader. The final chapter is an essay on the relationship of Vedanta to western philosophy and theology and on their potential future as complementary and corrective of each other. This is a clear and concise summary of Vedanta in general, its history and main positions. It is useful to anyone who wants to know more about Hinduism, or to anyone interested in using eastern though to deepen and develop their own spiritual lives.

As a psychologist who has MVPS, I was surprised by the comments about personalities. This is my area of expertise and research. To date there are no studies to support any particular personality with MVP. As the book states, chest pain can be fearful-that goes for anyone with any type of chest pain. Nothing new learned there. Authors have lots of speculation. Stories of others with MVP will help you learn that you are not alone. However, most other MVP books help with this. On a positive note, we can always use books on MVPS to increase the visibility of this syndrome. Only wish this was more medically based. I agree with a previous commentary that references are to a newsletter-not evidenced based medicine!

Unlike a few others, I found that there was some good concrete evidence in this book. I have found that the kind of evidence a researcher looks for is quite hard to find on the topic of Mitral Valve Prolapse Syndrome. The original writer and researcher in this field, Lyn Frederickson, wrote the first and definitive book on this topic back in 1988. I would disagree with another reviewer and say that Ms. Scordo's book (rather than leading the way) basically restates Ms. Frederickson's work while discounting the need for medication and relies totally on exercise , meditation and alternative therapies. This new book delves more deeply while crediting Ms. Frederickson and gives the latest information including biological, physical and medicational aspects of the syndrome. Although Ms.Frederickson's book is now out of print I think it only proper to give her the credit she deserves.

What a great book! This is a must read for anyone with the syndrome, or if they know anyone with it. It gives you wonderful insights on how to deal with Mitral Valve Prolapse. The chapters on nutrition, and medicine goes a long way on helping you understanding what you can do to give yourself a better quality of life. If you only read one book on this subject make sure this is the one. You will wonder why someone did not write a book like this before. What I really liked about this book is that it was written by people who deal with this syndrome on a daily basis since they have it.

This semi-homage to Mrs. Dalloway follows the title character as he wanders around London on the first Monday after being fired from his longtime job as an accountant. Dressed and accesorized for work as usual, he walks, takes buses, and the subway, encountering performance artists, porno publishers, tennis players, museum goers, tourists, a TV presenter, his eldest son, a neighbor or two, and some bank robbers. These ambulatory and mental meanderings are recounted in a witty and restrained tone with deceptively simple precision. His lone quirk is an accountant's love of translating everything into numerical values, percentages, and probabilities. Lanchester is careful not to overuse this device, and thus it remains amusing and playful throughout.

Not surprisingly, Mr. Phillips spends a great deal of his time musing about sex, death, sex, love, sex, life, and soforth. The middle-aged, middle-class Londoner is clearly meant to be an everyman, a sympathetic type recognizable to all readers. So, although he has no particular "deep thoughts" or epiphanies over the course of his day, his interactions still leave one with a benevolent sense of humanity. It's a much more gentle and embracing book (despite some reader's prudish reactions to certain sexual details) than his well-received, if overly clever, debut, The Debt to Pleasure. This novel can almost be seen as the flipside to that one, totally different, but equally good. Not great, but good.

Mr. Phillips chronicles the first day of unemployment for aredundant accountant in London. No one knows he is out of work; hegets up and goes into town, as he normally would. The fortunate reader gets to occupy the imagination of this middle aged ex-accountant as he ponders on sex, family, city life, and death. John Lanchester 's writing is droll and at times will make you laugh out loud. But there is a deeper story in this novel which will move the reader to a feeling of satisfaction and delight at the end of Mr. Phillip's day. Mr. Phillips remains with the reader long after the last page is read. A well written and entertaining novel.

John Lanchester makes it look so deceptively easy, it's tempting to dismiss "Mr Phillips" as a rather slight follow up to the celebrated "Debt To Pleasure". Writing in a different vein, Lanchester's sophomore effort is an astounding work of pure craft and genius. A day in the life of an accountant who has been told he's fired but his wife doesn't yet know. He leaves home at the
usual time the next day but instead of heading for the office, spends the day wandering about town observing the movement of normal human traffic and figuring out the statistical probability of conventionally held beliefs about normal human activity including how often people have sex, meet with accidents, etc. Before the day is through, he would have had a few strange
encounters with unlikely social specimens, watched a pornographic movie in Soho, London, stalked a favourite TV personality he spotted in Chelsea and been caught in a bank hold up. All this may sound quite inane and absurd but it isn't remotely. In losing his job, Mr Phillips also loses his bearings. As his defence mechanism goes into frantic overdrive, he starts playing mind games with himself. He tries desperately to recreate a new reality to define and validate his own existence. An equilibrium of sorts restores him to the world by the time he makes it back home. Maybe now he can tell his wife. I loved "Mr Phillips" because Lanchester has chosen for his subject an area of our subconscious we're all secretly familiar with but never
thought somebody would unrevel on paper with such incredible lucidity, poise, humour and finesse. He has released the dream of the everyday man into the public domain. It may seem like an overstatement but "Mr Phillips" is so emotionally accurate and satisfying I reckon it's a minor masterpiece. Don't have any preconceptions. Just read and enjoy it !