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We're All Mad Here...The Painted Bridge by Wendy Wallace: My Review

Product Details   Hardcover: 400 pages   Publisher: Simon & Schuster UK; First Edition edition (24 May 2012) Language: English   ISBN-10: 0857209272   ISBN-13: 978-0857209276 Book Description Just outside London, behind a high stone wall, lies Lake House, a private asylum for genteel women of a delicate nature. In the winter of 1859, Anna Palmer becomes its newest patient, tricked by her husband and incarcerated against her will. Anna sets out to prove her sanity, but her freedom will not be won easily. As the weeks pass, she finds some surprising allies: Lucas St Clair, a physician who believes the new medium of photography may reveal the state of a patient's mind:  Talitha Batt, a longtime inhabitant who seems, to Anna's surprise, to be as sane as she is; and the proprietor's highly strung daughter. Yet the longer Anna remains at Lake House, the more she realises that - like the ethereal bridge over the asylum's lake - no one and nothing is qu

George Bernard Shaw's Pygmalion and introducing the real Eliza Doolittle

c1910: Mrs Patrick Campbell is laid up in bed with her eyes closed and head to her right. A small dog [out of focus] also sits on the bed. Taken at 13 Kensington Square, London by GB Shaw WHO WAS ELIZA DOOLITTLE? Mrs. Patrick Campbell, born Beatrice Stella Tanner (1865-1940) was a famous British actress who went by the name of her first husband, even after his death in the Boer War and her subsequent remarriage years later.  Affectionately known as Mrs. Pat, she is probably best known as the actress who first portrayed Eliza Doolittle in George Bernard Shaw’s Pygmalion although she was wildly popular for other roles as well.  She and Shaw maintained a very close relationship from that first appearance in Pygmalion  that continued for the rest of their lives. Beatrice Rose Stella Tanner Campbell (1865-1940) was a prominent British actress. She made her debut as Mrs. Patrick Campbell in 1888 playing in a string of minor successes until an 1893 role as Paula in The sec

My Review of The Secret Keeper by Sandra Byrd

NOTE: The Secret Keeper by Sandra Byrd was provided to me by Howard Books in exchange for my honest and fair review. Publication date is tomorrow, June 5, 2012 in paperback.    Product Details Paperback: 352 pages Publisher: Howard Books; Original edition (June 5, 2012) Language: English ISBN-10: 1439183147   ISBN-13: 978-1439183144     BOOK DESCRIPTION   What she sees in secret, she may not tell. Mistress Juliana St. John is the lovely, forthright daughter of a prosperous knight’s family. Though all expect her to marry the son of her late father’s business partner, time and chance interrupt, sending her to the sumptuous but deceptive court of Henry VIII. Sir Thomas Seymour, brother of the late Queen Jane, returns to Wilthsire to conclude his affairs with Juliana’s father’s estate and chances upon her reading as lector in the local church. He sees instantly that she would fit into the household of the woman he loves and wants most

Happy Publication Anniversary of Alfred Lord Tennyson's In Memoriam: 1 June, 1850

On September 15, 1833 Arthur Henry Hallam died suddenly at the age of twenty-two, while on a trip to Vienna. Although a promising poet and essayist, Hallam is chiefly remembered as the one eulogized in Tennyson's In Memoriam . The two first met at Cambridge, where they became members of the club, the "Apostles," and best friends. For sixteen years, after Hallam's death, Tennyson wrote his series of poems; though connected as stages of evolving grief.     On June 1, 1850 Moxon published a volume-length poem entitled In Memoriam AHH Obit MDCCCXXXIII.  Praise for the work was immediate, widespread, fervent, and lasting.  Tennyson was truly the major poet of his time. A few months later, when The Prelude was published following Wordsworth’s death in April, In Memoriam went through five editions and roughly 25,000 copies in a year and a half. After Prince Albert’s death in 1861, Queen Victoria confided to Tennyson, “Next to the Bible, my comfort is I