Have you pictured yourself spinning the decks and mixing records? Do you want to create new sounds but are unsure where to start? From hip-hop to trance, DJing for Beginners tells you everything you need to know about the equipment and the techniques behind mixing records and sounds in rap, dance, reggae and other styles. If you’re undecided whether you want to work with vinyl or be a digital DJ, the book shows you the advantages and disadvantages of each. In addition, becoming a DJ involves a great deal of equipment and can be costly, but the book advises on where savings can be made, such as which pieces are best bought second hand and which pieces you won’t need until you’re a lot more advanced. From matching the tempo and keys of songs to scratching, blending intros and outros, drags and looping, the book guides you through the essential steps to becoming a DJ. Each chapter also includes a special feature about a major DJ, from Grandmaster Flash in the 1980s to Paul Oakenfield in the 1990s to deadmau5 and Nina Kraviz today. With clear diagrams, photographs and instructions, DJing for Beginners is the ideal book for the first-time DJ.

Here lies entombed the renowned King Arthur in the island of Avalon. – Inscription found at Glastonbury in the late 12th century King Arthur most probably never existed and if he did we know precious little about him, and yet he is one of the most famous Britons, while Excalibur and Camelot are perhaps the world’s best known sword and castle, and Hollywood doesn’t tire of returning to the world of Arthurian romance – another major movie is to be released in 2016. So, what’s the truth behind King Arthur? How did the legends take hold? And why have they endured for so long? Long before the Marvel Universe there was the universe of Arthurian romance and King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table examines the fact and the fiction behind Arthur, Lancelot, Merlin, Guinevere, Galahad, among others, as well as the quest for the Holy Grail. Beginning in the 12th century, the book explores what factual basis there is for the tales and how the characters, stories and motifs developed through histories, epic poems and prose tellings. The book also charts the revived interest in Arthurian romance in the 19th century and considers how the tales still hold the popular imagination today. Illustrated with more than 180 colour and black-and-white artworks and photographs and maps, King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table is an expertly written account of where literature, mythology and history meet.

In the far future domed city of Dickens, no mercy is given. So when Eleanora Bryce finds her husband dead at his own hand, she finds herself trapped between the truth and his mountain of debt. Eleanora faces debtor’s prison — or worse — unless she can find a way out of Dickens. But can she return to the city which ruined her husband and murdered her son? A 6,000 word short story.

...Того страшного спекотного л?та 61-го в?н не забуде н?коли, й нав?ть сорок рок?в по тому все сказане ? вчинене тод? спливатиме в пам’ят? так, наче трапилося т?льки вчора. Тод?, йому було тринадцять, безтурботний п?дл?ток, що зростав у благопристойн?й родин? (тато – священик Методистсько? церкви, мама – творча ? талановита регентка хору, ген?альна сестра – майбутня студентка ? молодший братик-школяр), упродовж тих трьох л?тн?х м?сяц?в пройде жорстоку школу доросл?шання. Через вервечку загадкових смертей, що матимуть р?зн? прояви — нещасний випадок, природна смерть, авар?я, вбивство — йому доведеться сповна п?знати життя, сповнене драматизму, та?мниць, брехн? та зради, в?дданост? та перелюбства.??Але звичайн?с?нький хлопчисько у траг?чний для його родини час, коли звичний йому св?т в одну мить зруйнувався, здавалося б, назавжди, виявив дива розважливост? та км?тливост?, навчився втрачати ? в?днаходити, ненавид?ти ? прощати та п?знав ц?ну любов?.??Пронизливий роман про г?рку ц?ну мудрост?, про нев?дворотну Божу мил?сть ? про те, що нас в?д в?чност? в?докремлю? лише подих, один останн?й подув в?тру...??

M-am n?scut ?n F?lticeni, unde am urmat cursurile gimnaziale ?i liceale la Colegiul Na?ional ?Nicolae Gane”. Apoi, ?n Ia?i, am urmat cursurile ?nv???m?ntului superior ?i am absolvit dou? facult??i, una cu profil tehnic, iar alta cu profil non-tehnic. De peste 23 de ani tr?iesc ?n Ia?i, pe care l-am iubit din momentul ?n care am cobor?t din trenul care m? aducea din ora?ul natal. Am ?tiut de pe atunci c? voi r?m?ne aici. Aici m-am maturizat, am iubit ?i ur?t deopotriv?, aici am cunoscut pentru prima dat? sentimentul minunat de a fi tat?.

First published in 1850, The Scarlet Letter is Nathaniel Hawthorne's masterpiece and one of the greatest American novels. Its themes of sin, guilt, and redemption, woven through a story of adultery in the early days of the Massachusetts Colony, are revealed with remarkable psychological penetration and understanding of the human heart.?The book's immediate and lasting success are due to the way it addresses spiritual and moral issues from a uniquely American standpoint. In 1850, adultery was an extremely risqué subject, but because Hawthorne had the support of the New England literary establishment, it passed easily into the realm of appropriate reading. It has been said that this work represents the height of Hawthorne's literary genius, dense with terse descriptions. It remains relevant for its philosophical and psychological depth, and continues to be read as a classic tale on a universal theme.

The Man in the Iron Mask tells a story based on historic facts. In 1661, King Louis XIV of France had his minister of finances - Nicolas Fouquet - arrested for embezzlement. Also in that year, Louis successfully wooed a young handmaiden named Louise, which caused some stir. In this novel, Dumas gives us the secret history behind these facts, and it is no surprise that the story involves his famous Four Musketeers.More specifically, Aramis becomes privy to the fact that Louis has a twin brother languishing in the Bastille, and he attempts to switch the two. The novel details his fascinating and rather intricate plot to pull this off, as well as how the other Musketeers fit into the plan.The first couple of pages concern mainly the aforementioned historic events, and its a bit of reading before you get to the meat of the action.This book is highly recommended - it will become part of your life, the way some good books can.If you love literature, if you love stories of complex intrigue, and especially if you love the Four Musketeers, you HAVE to read this book at least once in your life!

(asta nu e poezie, ve?i spune a?a e, ave?i perfect? dreptate e ?ip?t)

Around the Moon, Jules Verne's sequel to From the Earth to the Moon, is a science fiction novel which continues the trip to the moon which was only partially described in the previous novel. It was later combined with From the Earth to the Moon to create A Trip to the Moon and Around It. Having been fired out of the giant Columbiad space gun, the Baltimore Gun Club's bullet-shaped projectile, along with its three passengers, Barbicane, Nicholl and Michel Ardan, begins the five-day trip to the moon. A few minutes into the journey, a small, bright asteroid passes within a few hundred yards of them, but does not collide with the projectile. The asteroid had been captured by the Earth's gravity and had become a second moon.

Treasure Island is an adventure novel, a thrilling tale of "buccaneers and buried gold." Traditionally considered a coming of age story, it is an adventure tale of superb atmosphere, character and action, and also a wry commentary on the ambiguity of morality—as seen in Long John Silver—unusual for children's literature then and now.?

Robin Hood is the archetypal English folk hero; a courteous, pious and swashbuckling outlaw of the medi?val era who, in modern versions of the legend, is famous for robbing the rich to feed the poor and fighting against injustice and tyranny.?This is probably one of the most beautiful digital version ever made of this story, containing many gorgeous illustrations.

n viitor, nu mai exist boal. Nu mai exist rzboi. Nu mai exist nemulumire. Toi cetenii sunt membri supui ai Guvernrii Globale. ns o singur var este pe cale s schimbe totul. Keeva Tee tocmai a mplinit cincisprezece ani. Este pe punctul de a pleca n multateptata excursie la Tabra Monarch, pentru a primi imprimarea celui care i-a fost desemnat partener de via. Dar n clipele fericite i lipsite de griji petrecute n Comunitatea Oceanic a auzit i zvonurile de temut despre “anomalii” – ceteni care nu pot fi imprimai. Iar cnd Keeva ajunge la Tabra Monarch, cel mai ntunecat comar al ei devine realitate – este i ea o anomalie. Din acel moment, ncepe s se ndoiasc de toate convingerile din trecut. Dac libertatea i individualitatea au fost sacrificate de dragul siguranei Gsind un avertisment scrijelit sub patul din tabr, Keeva ncepe s neleag: revolta va fi pedepsit, dezacordul nu este o opiune, iar rzvrtiii vor fi anihilai. O carte vibrant” (Russel Brand) O aventur ameitoare” (Max Beesley) O poveste cu un ritm alert i captivant care confirm c trebuie s luptm pentru ceea ce ne face pe fiecare dintre noi speciali i unici.” (Randy Jackson)

WHITE FANG is a novel by American author Jack London - and the name of the book's eponymous character, a wild wolfdog. "So he became the enemy of his kind, domesticated wolves that they were, softened by the fires of man, weakened in the sheltering shadow of man's strength." —White Fang Jack London's The Call of the Wild, White Fang is the story of a wild dog's journey toward becoming civilized in the Canadian territory of Yukon at the end of the nineteenth century. White Fang is characteristic of London's precise prose style and innovation use of voice and perspective. Much of the novel is written from the viewpoint of the animals, allowing London to explore how animals view their world and how they view humans. White Fang relies on his instincts as well as his strength and courage to survive in the Yukon wilderness—despite both animal and human predators—and eventually comes to make his peace with man. White Fang has been adapted for the screen numerous times, including a 1991 film starring Ethan Hawke.

Atunci c?nd Rosemary Harper se al?tur? echipajului de pe Wayfarer, a?tept?rile nu ?i sunt foarte mari. Dincolo de peticele pe care ar trebui s? le capete c?t mai cur?nd, Wayfarer este o nav? m?runt?, aparent lini?tit?, r?t?cit? ?n birocra?ia megacorpora?iilor ?i, cel mai important, potrivit? pentru ca Rosemary s? se distan?eze de problemele din trecut. Iar personalit??ile at?t de distincte ?i rasele at?t de diverse ale noilor s?i colegi (de la excesiv de amabila Sissix, la Kizzy ?i Jenks, perechea nedesp?r?it? de tehnicieni ce c?rpesc m?runtaiele navei) pot fi ?n acela?i timp ?i motiv pentru certuri haotice, ?i baza unor noi prietenii care ar fi p?rut imposibil de legat. Una peste alta – locul perfect pentru ea. Totul p?n? ce Ashby, nobilul c?pitan, accept? comisionarea unei lucr?ri extrem de profitabile: construirea unui tunel hiperspa?ial c?tre o planet? ?ndep?rtat?. Oportunitatea le-ar asigura tuturor independen?a financiar?, asta dac? ar putea supravie?ui lungului ?i primejdiosului drum prin galaxia marcat? de o pace fragil?. ?ns? Rosemary nu este singura care are secrete de ascuns, iar ?ntreg echipajul va descoperi c? spa?iul este vast, iar propria nav? cu adev?rat mic?… ?Un tur de for?? profund ?i uman.“ — The Guardian ?Un roman care poate readuce ?ncrederea ?n science-fiction.“ — Tor.com ?Mai mult dec?t orice, este scris cu pl?cere ?i pl?cut de citit.“ — Claire North Nominalizare la premiile Kitschies 2015 pentru ?Cel mai bun debut“ Nominalizare la Baileys Women’s Prize for Fiction 2016 Nominalizare la Tiptree Award 2015 Nominalizare la British Fantasy Awards 2016, categoria ?Best Newcomer“ Nominalizare la premiile Arthur C. Clarke 2016 Nominalizare la Grand Prix de l’Imaginaire 2016 pentru ?Cel mai bun roman ?ntr-o limb? str?in?“

Englezii nu au nici un respect fa de limba lor i nu sunt interesai s-i nvee copiii s-o vorbeasc. Ortografia lor este att de oribil, nct nici nu om nu poate nva s pronune dup ea.“ – G. Bernard Shaw Pentru opera sa care este marcat de idealism i umanitate, pentru satira sa stimulatoare, plin de multe ori de o singular frumusee poetic.“ – Comitetul Nobel Cei mai muli oameni spun c i dau dreptate lui Bernard Shaw sau c nu-l neleg. Eu sunt singurul care-l nelege i nu-i dau dreptate. – C.K. Chesterton Cu privirea sa ptrunztoare, dramaturgul vede c, de cele mai multe ori, o serie de achiziii superficiale – mbrcmintea, limbajul, purtrile, stilul de via – sunt cele care acord de fapt individului statutul social considerat cu mndrie un drept al posesorului: i i rde de asta, ca democrat i socialist, cam la fel cum Molière i rde de una sau de alta dintre profesiile liberale.“ – R.E. Burton

Numele provine de la regina francez? care a avut degetele la picioare unite cu o membran?, ca laba g??tei. Cartea este p?truns? de o filozofie dubl? a vie?ii: cea real? ?i cea denaturat?, care dore?te ?a ?ntoarce sfintele scripturi cu capul ?n jos“, dup? cum ne l?mure?te ilustrul autor. Eroii romanului ??i permit s? filozofeze la mesele slinoase ale acestui ?i altor edificii, cu osp?tari, buc?tari ?i mufloni veseli.Cartea descrie tribula?iile unui t?n?r la ?nceputul veacului al XVIII-lea, Jacques Ménétrier, fiul unui osp?tar. Primind oarece ?tiin?? de carte de la un calug?r capucin, b?iatul ?l va ?nlocui pe motanul Miraut ?n misiunea de a r?suci ?epu?a pe care sunt puse p?s?rile la frigare. Intr? apoi sub protec?ia abatelui Coignard, care ?l reboteaz? Jacobus Tournebroche ?i ?l ?nva?? latina ?i greaca. Sunt angaja?i de un alchimist aflat ?n c?utarea salamandrelor ?i a silfidelor mitice ?n textele antice ale autorilor alchimi?ti. Vor ?nt?lni personaje pitore?ti precum: un alchimist, dou? femei frivole, un capucin vagabond, un b?tr?n evreu gelos. T?n?rul va face o c?l?torie ini?iatic?, ?n care va cunoa?te dragostea ?i gelozia, ?nainte de a reveni ?n s?nul familiei ?i a deveni librar.

In offering this study to a public accustomed only to the unquestioning acceptance of the home as something perfect, holy, quite above discussion, a word of explanation is needed. First, let it be clearly and definitely stated, the purpose of this book is to maintain and improve the home. Criticism there is, deep and thorough; but not with the intention of robbing us of one essential element of home life—rather of saving us from conditions not only unessential, but gravely detrimental to home life. Every human being should have a home; the single person his or her home; and the family their home. The home should offer to the individual rest, peace, quiet, comfort, health, and that degree of personal expression requisite; and these conditions should be maintained by the best methods of the time. The home should be to the child a place of happiness and true development; to the adult a place of happiness and that beautiful reinforcement of the spirit needed by the world's workers. We are here to perform our best service to society, and to find our best individual growth and expression; a right home is essential to both these uses. The place of childhood's glowing memories, of youth's ideals, of the calm satisfaction of mature life, of peaceful shelter for the aged; this is not attacked, this we shall not lose, but gain more universally. What is here asserted is that our real home life is clogged and injured by a number of conditions which are not necessary, which are directly inimical to the home; and that we shall do well to lay these aside. As to the element of sanctity—that which is really sacred can bear examination, no darkened room is needed for real miracles; mystery and shadow belong to jugglers, not to the truth. The home is a human institution. All human institutions are open to improvement. This specially dear and ancient one, however, we have successfully kept shut, and so it has not improved as have some others.

It is a cumulative tale that does not tell the story of Jack's house, or even of Jack who built the house, but instead shows how the house is indirectly linked to other things and people, and through this method tells the story of "The man all tattered and torn", and the "Maiden all forlorn", as well as other smaller events, showing how these are interlinked. Origins: It has been argued that the rhyme is derived from an Aramaic hymn Chad Gadya (lit., "One Young Goat") in Sepher Haggadah, first printed in 1590; but although this is an early cumulative tale that may have inspired the form, the lyrics bear little relationship. It was suggested by James Orchard Halliwell that the reference to the "priest all shaven and shorn" indicates that the English version is probably very old, presumably as far back as the mid-sixteenth century. There is a possible reference to the song in The Boston New Letter of 12 April 1739 and the line: "This is the man all forlorn, &c". However, it did not appear in print until it was included in Nurse Truelove's New-Year's-Gift, or the Book of Books for Children, printed in London in 1755. It was printed in numerous collections in the late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries. Randolph Caldecott produced an illustrated version in 1878. Cherrington Manor, a handsome timber-framed house in North East Shropshire, England, is reputed to be the actual house that Jack built. There is a former malt house in the grounds. Syntactic structure: Each sentence in the story is an example of an increasingly deeply nested relative clause. The last version, "This is the horse...", would be quite difficult to untangle if the previous ones were not present. See the Noun Phrase for more details about postmodification of the noun phrase in this manner. References in popular culture: The rhyme continues to be a popular choice for illustrated children's books, with recent examples by Simms Taback and Quentin Blake showing how illustrators can introduce a fresh angle and humour into a familiar tale. The popularity of the rhyme can be seen in its use in a variety of other cultural contexts..

An afternoon of a cold winter’s day, when the sun shone forth with chilly brightness, after a long storm, two children asked leave of their mother to run out and play in the new-fallen snow. The elder child was a little girl, whom, because she was of a tender and modest disposition, and was thought to be very beautiful, her parents, and other people who were familiar with her, used to call Violet. But her brother was known by the style and title of Peony, on account of the ruddiness of his broad and round little phiz, which made everybody think of sunshine and great scarlet flowers. The father of these two children, a certain Mr. Lindsey, it is important to say, was an excellent, but exceedingly matter-of-fact sort of man, a dealer in hardware, and was sturdily accustomed to take what is called the common-sense view of all matters that came under his consideration. With a heart about as tender as other people’s, he had a head as hard and impenetrable, and therefore, perhaps, as empty, as one of the iron pots which it was a part of his business to sell. The mother’s character, on the other hand, had a strain of poetry in it, a trait of unworldly beauty—a delicate and dewy flower, as it were, that had survived out of her imaginative youth, and still kept itself alive amid the dusty realities of matrimony and motherhood. So, Violet and Peony, as I began with saying, besought their mother to let them run out and play in the new snow; for, though it had looked so dreary and dismal, drifting downward out of the gray sky, it had a very cheerful aspect, now that the sun was shining on it. The children dwelt in a city, and had no wider play-place than a little garden before the house, divided by a white fence from the street, and with a pear-tree and two or three plum-trees overshadowing it, and some rose-bushes just in front of the parlor windows. The trees and shrubs, however, were now leafless, and their twigs were enveloped in the light snow, which thus made a kind of wintry foliage, with here and there a pendent icicle for the fruit. “Yes, Violet,—yes, my little Peony,” said their kind mother; “you may go out and play in the new snow.”

Holmes decodes a warning from Porlock, an informant against arch-criminal Moriarty, for "Douglas" resident five years at "Birlstone". Scotland Yard's MacDonald asks them to investigate a corpse with the same look and circle-in-triangle brand on the forearm as Birlstone owner Douglas. The head was blown off by an American-style sawed-off shotgun. Apparently, an intruder dropped a card with VV341, and left across a shallow moat. Watson observes the bereaved English wife and best male friend in unusually good spirits. When Holmes pretends the moat will be drained, the conspirators retrieve a missing dumb-bell weighting down the visitor's clothes beneath the water. Douglas comes from hiding, to explain he killed the assassin Baldwin in self-defence; the plan was to save him from more attacks by criminal survivors of Vermissa Valley. He hands Dr. Watson the following account. Young McMurdo gains reputation as tough counterfeiter, Freemen Lodge member fleeing murder charges in Chicago. In the Vermissa coal mine area, McGinty rules Scowrers branded by a circle in square, the local Lodge 341 who extort, murder, and exchange vicious deeds with nearby Lodges. Pretty Ettie prefers McMurdo to nasty Baldwin, and wants to flee, but will wait some months. When word comes that Pinkerton sent Edwards, McMurdo gathers ringleaders in one room, and springs his trap on them, surrounded by the law. Although the worst were hanged, after ten years, villains were freed, and chased McMurdo-Edwards-Douglas, despite changes of name, location, and wife. He married Ettie, then she died in California, where he made a fortune. The Valley of Fear, notable for Professor Moriarty's involvement, is set before "The Final Problem", the short story in which Moriarty was introduced. This introduces a logical difficulty, as in "The Final Problem" Dr. Watson has never heard of Moriarty, whereas by the end of The Valley Of Fear he is, or should be, familiar with his name and character. The "Moriarty" element in the story is tied into the fate of the informer in the story. It ties the Molly Maguire background to another event of that period: the murder of James Carey, an informer who was shot on board a ship off the coast of Natal, South Africa in 1883 by Patrick O'Donnell, an Irish republican who had relatives in the Mollies and briefly visited the Pennsylvania coal mining district, supposedly looking for the suspected informer among them.

The Mole had been working very hard all the morning, spring-cleaning his little home. First with brooms, then with dusters; then on ladders and steps and chairs, with a brush and a pail of whitewash; till he had dust in his throat and eyes, and splashes of whitewash all over his black fur, and an aching back and weary arms. Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing. It was small wonder, then, that he suddenly flung down his brush on the floor, said 'Bother!' and 'O blow!' and also 'Hang spring-cleaning!' and bolted out of the house without even waiting to put on his coat. Something up above was calling him imperiously, and he made for the steep little tunnel which answered in his case to the gavelled carriage-drive owned by animals whose residences are nearer to the sun and air. So he scraped and scratched and scrabbled and scrooged and then he scrooged again and scrabbled and scratched and scraped, working busily with his little paws and muttering to himself, 'Up we go! Up we go!' till at last, pop! his snout came out into the sunlight, and he found himself rolling in the warm grass of a great meadow. 'This is fine!' he said to himself. 'This is better than whitewashing!' The sunshine struck hot on his fur, soft breezes caressed his heated brow, and after the seclusion of the cellarage he had lived in so long the carol of happy birds fell on his dulled hearing almost like a shout. Jumping off all his four legs at once, in the joy of living and the delight of spring without its cleaning, he pursued his way across the meadow till he reached the hedge on the further side. 'Hold up!' said an elderly rabbit at the gap. 'Sixpence for the privilege of passing by the private road!' He was bowled over in an instant by the impatient and contemptuous Mole, who trotted along the side of the hedge chaffing the other rabbits as they peeped hurriedly from their holes to see what the row was about. 'Onion-sauce! Onion-sauce!' he remarked jeeringly, and was gone before they could think of a thoroughly satisfactory reply. Then they all started grumbling at each other. 'How STUPID you are! Why didn't you tell him——' 'Well, why didn't YOU say——' 'You might have reminded him——' and so on, in the usual way; but, of course, it was then much too late, as is always the case. It all seemed too good to be true. Hither and thither through the meadows he rambled busily, along the hedgerows, across the copses, finding everywhere birds building, flowers budding, leaves thrusting—everything happy, and progressive, and occupied. And instead of having an uneasy conscience pricking him and whispering 'whitewash!' he somehow could only feel how jolly it was to be the only idle dog among all these busy citizens. After all, the best part of a holiday is perhaps not so much to be resting yourself, as to see all the other fellows busy working.