Dave and his mum are all set to take a train when there is an announcement that the next train heads to a strange destination, Wonderland.? Mum goes to make an enquiry?and Dave takes the train by himself. On the train he find a magic shoes that?takes him on an adventure which he was not fully prepared for.

Single father Kevin O’Donnell would do anything to give his daughter Holly a stable life—including leave the Air Force and take a job working at Knight and Day Flight Tours in charming Jupiter Point, California. After his wild daredevil past, he’s sworn off relationships until Holly turns eighteen. Just three more years. No problem; he’s got this under control. Until a chance encounter with a smart, sassy bombshell—who just happens to be his new boss’s sister. Since her father’s unsolved murder, Cassie Knight has spent over a decade on the road with her mother, memories chasing the fragile woman from town to town…or so Cassie thought. Only after returning to Jupiter Point does she learn something—or someone—all too real triggered their life on the run. Now, with her brother closing in on their father’s killer, Cassie’s free to pursue her own happiness for the first time. Enter smart, sexy, funny Kevin O’Donnell.Of course they’ll have to keep it light. There’s a big off-limits sign on Kevin’s heart, and Cassie’s ready to hit the road the minute her father’s killer is found. She can do light—no problem. But she didn’t count on their sizzling chemistry…Holly’s suddenly odd behavior…and a killer who’s more cunning than the Knight family ever suspected. Too hot to handle? There’s only one way to find out.

A standalone Jupiter Point novella...Comic book artist Mia Grant is fleeing from her ex-boyfriend when she stumbles across a cabin in the woods, where she finds the last thing she expected--a kidnapping victim. Extra bonus that he's the exceptionally attractive Aiden Knight.Aiden has no idea why he was snatched off his college campus and brought to this wilderness cabin, but he suspects it has to do with the hunt for his father's killer. For now, he has a bigger worry--helping his gorgeous rescuer escape her nasty ex, who's still hot on her trail.Add in a thunderstorm and a white-knuckle wildlife encounter, and Aiden and Mia can hardly be blamed when the simmering attraction between them explodes into fiery passion.Years later, back in Jupiter Point ... was their raw hunger the real deal? Or will the slightly older and wiser couple chalk up the adrenaline-filled bliss to just one hot night?

Saya tidak percaya akan cinta. Cinta hanya sebuah omong kosong. Buktinya saat kakak memberikannya emas dan mutiara. Dia langsung?meninggalkanku. Putri kaisar kerajaan Xi Ying Yue Cinta itu menyakitkan. Saya akan menutup hati saya. Untuk apa harus?mengambil? Ratu? Sedangkan saya sudah memiliki keturunan. Apalagi luka?di wajah saya mengerikan. Wanita mana yang akan jatuh cinta denganku? Semua wanita hanya pemuas malamku yang dingin. Kaisar kerajaan Chun Dua orang yang memiliki luka. Berkali-kali bertemu. Apakah jodoh atau sudah kehendak yang kuasa kita harus bersatu?. ? pertemuan #1 itu hanya kebetulan pertemuan #2 artinya kamu jodohku pertemuan #3 kupastikan dia milikku

When a quilting event falls to pieces, Beatrice works to patch things up. Dappled Hills quilters are eagerly anticipating new events at the Patchwork Cottage quilt shop. The shop’s owner, Posy, has announced ‘Sew and Tell’ socials and a mystery quilt group project. But one day, instead of emailed quilt instructions, the quilters receive a disturbing message about a fellow quilter. When that quilter mysteriously meets her maker, Beatrice decides to use her sleuthing skills to find the killer before more lives are cut short.

This carefully crafted ebook is formatted with a functional and detailed table of contents.Franz Kafka (3 July 1883 – 3 June 1924) was a German-language writer of novels and short stories, regarded by critics as one of the most influential authors of the 20th century. Kafka strongly influenced genres such as existentialism. Most of his works, such as "Die Verwandlung" ("The Metamorphosis"), "Der Prozess" ("The Trial"), and "Das Schloss" ("The Castle"), are filled with the themes and archetypes of alienation, physical and psychological brutality, parent–child conflict, characters on a terrifying quest, labyrinths of bureaucracy, and mystical transformations. Kafka was born into a middle-class, German-speaking Jewish family in Prague, then part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. In his lifetime, most of the population of Prague spoke Czech, and the division between Czech- and German-speaking people was a tangible reality, as both groups were strengthening their national identity. The Jewish community often found itself in between the two sentiments, naturally raising questions about a place to which one belongs. Kafka himself was fluent in both languages, considering German his mother tongue. Kafka trained as a lawyer and, after completing his legal education, obtained employment with an insurance company. He began to write short stories in his spare time. For the rest of his life, he complained about the little time he had to devote to what he came to regard as his calling. He regretted having to devote so much attention to his "Brotberuf" ("day job", literally "bread job"). Kafka preferred to communicate by letter; he wrote hundreds of letters to family and close female friends, including his father, his fiancée Felice Bauer, and his youngest sister Ottla. He had a complicated and troubled relationship with his father that had a major effect on his writing. He also suffered conflict over being Jewish, feeling that it had little to do with him, although critics argue that it influenced his writing.This collection contains the following works:- The Metamorphosis- A Country Doctor- A Hunger Artist- A Report for an Academy- An Imperial Message- Before the Law- In the Penal Colony- Jackals and Arabs- The Great Wall of China- The Hunter Gracchus- The Trial- Up in the Gallery

Charles Dickens was born on 1812, in Portsea, England. His parents were middle-class, but they suffered financially as a result of living beyond their means. When Dickens was twelve years old, his family's dire straits forced him to quit school and work in a blacking factory, a place where shoe polish is made. Within weeks, his father was put in debtor's prison, where Dickens's mother and siblings eventually joined him. At this point, Dickens lived on his own and continued to work at the factory for several months. The horrific conditions in the factory haunted him for the rest of his life, as did the experience of temporary orphanhood. Apparently, Dickens never forgot the day when a more senior boy in the warehouse took it upon himself to instruct Dickens in how to do his work more efficiently. For Dickens, that instruction may have represented the first step toward his full integration into the misery and tedium of working-class life. The more senior boy's name was Bob Fagin. Dickens's residual resentment of him reached a fevered pitch in the characterization of the villain Fagin in Oliver Twist.??After inheriting some money, Dickens's father got out of prison and Charles returned to school. As a young adult, he worked as a law clerk and later as a journalist. His experience as a journalist kept him in close contact with the darker social conditions of the Industrial Revolution, and he grew disillusioned with the attempts of lawmakers to alleviate those conditions. A collection of semi-fictional sketches entitled Sketches by Boz earned him recognition as a writer. Dickens became famous and began to make money from his writing when he published his first novel, The Pickwick Papers, which was serialized in 1836 and published in book form the following year.??In 1837, the first installment of Oliver Twist appeared in the magazine Bentley’s Miscellany, which Dickens was then editing. It was accompanied by illustrations by George Cruikshank, which still accompany many editions of the novel today. Even at this early date, some critics accused Dickens of writing too quickly and too prolifically, since he was paid by the word for his serialized novels. Yet the passion behind Oliver Twist, animated in part by Dickens’s own childhood experiences and in part by his outrage at the living conditions of the poor that he had witnessed as a journalist, touched his contemporary readers. Greatly successful, the novel was a thinly veiled protest against the Poor Law of 1834.??In 1836, Dickens married Catherine Hogarth, but after twenty years of marriage and ten children, he fell in love with Ellen Ternan, an actress many years his junior. Soon after, Dickens and his wife separated, ending a long series of marital difficulties. Dickens remained a prolific writer to the end of his life, and his novels—among them Great Expectations, A Tale of Two Cities, A Christmas Carol, David Copperfield, and Bleak House—continued to earn critical and popular acclaim. He died of a stroke in 1870, at the age of 58, leaving The Mystery of Edwin Drood unfinished.??The Poor Laws: Oliver Twist’s Social Commentary?Oliver Twist opens with a bitter invective directed at the nineteenth-century English Poor Laws. These laws were a distorted manifestation of the Victorian middle class’s emphasis on the virtues of hard work. England in the 1830s was rapidly undergoing a transformation from an agricultural, rural economy to an urban, industrial nation. The growing middle class had achieved an economic influence equal to, if not greater than, that of the British aristocracy.??In the 1830s, the middle class clamored for a share of political power with the landed gentry, bringing about a restructuring of the voting system. Parliament passed the Reform Act, which granted the right to vote to previously disenfranchised middle-class citizens. This desire gave rise to the Evangelical religious movement and inspired sweeping economic and political change.

n finalul romanului Donna Alba mtile personajelor cad. Mihai Aspru a vrut doar s-o stpneasc“ pe trufaa aristocrat, mbrcndu-i dorina n podoabe strlucitoare luate din cri. n schimb, Georges Radu erban, soul nelat, boier rigid taxat maliios de ctre narator, se dovedete un veritabil erou tragic, sinucigndu-se din dragoste, ca personajul lui Dostoievski.Ct o privete pe Alba, obiectul obsesiei ndelung elaborate, ea e un personaj de film din anii ‘30: femeia fatal, provocatoare de nenorociri pentru brbaii care o iubesc. Intriga dinamic, colorat de suspans, ajunge la o rezolvare cu happy end, care ar fi putut prea facil dac naratorul n-ar fi introdus un accent original de autoironie i umor negru, chiar n legtur cu ultima apariie a Albei. Foarte frumoas n valurile negre de mare doliu, dar deloc ndurerat, ea i apare brbatului ca un nger al morii, promindu-i o primejdioas fericire.

PREFACE?All the stories about Princes and Princesses in this book are true stories, and were written by Mrs. Lang, out of old books of history. There are some children who make life difficult by saying, first that stories about fairies are true, and that they like fairies; and next that they do not like true stories about real people, who lived long ago. I am quite ready to grant that there really are such things as fairies, because, though I never saw a fairy, any more than I have seen the little animals which lecturers call molecules and ions, still I have seen people who have seen fairies—truthful people. ??This book about Princes and Princesses is not one which a child is obliged to read. Indeed the stories are not put in order, beginning with the princes who lived longest ago and coming down gradually to people who lived nearest our own time. The book opens with the great Napoleon Bonaparte, who died when some very old people still living were alive. Napoleon was not born a prince, far from it; his father was only a poor gentleman on a wild rough little island. But he made himself not merely a king, but the greatest of all emperors and generals in war. He is not held up as a person whom every boy should try to imitate, but it is a truth that Napoleon always remained a boy in his heart. He liked to make up stories of himself, doing wonderful things which even he was unable to do. When he was a boy he played at being a general, making snow fortresses and besieging them, just as many boys do. And when he was a man he dreamed of conquering all the East, Asia, and India, and Australia; and he tried to do all that, but it was too much even for him.

The tales in the Grey Fairy Book are derived from many countries: ”Lithuania, various parts of Africa, Germany, France, Greece, and other regions of the world. They have been translated and adapted by Mrs. Dent, Mrs. Lang, Miss Eleanor Sellar, Miss Blackley, and Miss Lang. 'The Three Sons of Hali' is from the last century 'Cabinet des Faces,' a very large collection. The French author may have had some Oriental original before him in parts; at all events he copied the Eastern method of putting tale within tale, like the Eastern balls of carved ivory. ??The stories, as usual, illustrate the method of popular fiction. A certain number of incidents are shaken into many varying combinations, like the fragments of coloured glass in the kaleidoscope. Probably the possible combinations, like possible musical combinations, are not unlimited in number, but children may be less sensitive in the matter of fairies than Mr. John Stuart Mill was as regards music.

Cel mai vechi dintre cltorii romantici, Grigore Alexandrescu, n paginile consacrate vizitei sale la mnstirile olteneti (1842), ne ofer… destul de puin. Impresiile sale privesc mai degrab tradiiile istorice ale locurilor pe care le viziteaz sau unele particulariti ale ornduirii lor actuale. Cadrul natural este abia indicat. Cnd ajunge la Cozia, o simpl nsemnare topografic i este de ajuns… n faa Mnstirii Dintr-un Lemn descrierea este ceva mai bogat, dar fr elemente sensibile propriu-zise. Autorul descrie o configuraie, nu un peisagiu… Petera de la Polovraci l impresioneaz mai mult, dar spiritul de observaie rmne, chiar n faa acestui spectacol, inferior fanteziei constructive, creia i se pare a vedea, n grupul stalactitelor, siluete de copii sau de fantasmagorice fiine combinate din oameni i fiare, dac nu simple chipuri slbatice "c doi tlhari, care, cu armele gata, ateapt s atace un trector". Abia, ultima pagin a Memorialului jertfete esteticii timpului, zugrvind un motiv tipic-rasarirea lunii deasupra unei pduri… Pagina merit a fi reinut. Este acea prin care natura, ca obiect al descrierii literare, intr n operele prozatorilor romni, sub forma magiei lunare. Scriitorul nelege ce poate fi dulceag sau convenional n zugrvirea strlucirii nentinate a lunii i de aceea ntregete tabloul sau din contraste punnd alturi de lumin selenar, rspndit pe ziduri, pe stnci i poteci, masa ntunecat a pdurii rmase n umbr. Rsrirea lunii la Tismana rmne oricum o excepie n paginile de proz ale lui Grigore Alexandrescu.“Tudor Vianu, Arta prozatorilor romni, Chiinu, Casa de editura Litera, 1997, p. 69-70.

Mare poet clasic, Co?buc ?i-a asigurat locul printre marii creatori: Eminescu, Creang?, Caragiale, Slavici, prin con?inutul na?ional al operei sale, prin cultivarea ?i frecventarea clasicilor, prin puritatea expresiei ?i claritatea stilului, prin promovarea idealului de frumuse?e echilibrat?, ?n general prin ?nnoirea limbii poetice. Co?buc este – unanim recunoscut – un mare clasic al versului rom?nesc. Poet al naturii ?i al omului de la ?ar?, al exuberan?ei juvenile, al iubirii, al revoltei ?i luptei, al b?rb??iei, Co?buc ?nscrie una din cele mai pre?ioase experien?e ale literelor rom?ne?ti, ?ntr-un moment de r?scruce, c?nd, prin scrierile unei pletore de pseudoeminescieni, se crease ?n poezia noastr? o stare deprimant?, maladiv?, din care se p?rea c? nu exist? perspective de ie?ire spre un liman s?n?tos. ?n acest climat de mal de siecle, de Wetschmerz r?sare nea?teptat de viguros ?i nou George Co?buc, redres?nd poezia rom?neasc?, aduc?nd noi orizonturi, noi sensuri, noi valori artistice.

Pove?tile lui Creang? sunt delectabile deopotriv? pentru copii ?i pentru adul?i. ?ns? numai cei din urm? le pot gusta pe deplin savoarea. Creanga pare a nu-?i fi b?tut capul s? inventeze pove?ti: avea de?tul material la ?ndem?n? ca s? mai fie nevoie de a?a ceva. C?t datoreaz? el crea?iei folclorice anonime ?i c?t ?i este aceasta tributar? dup? publicarea pove?tilor ?i absorb?ia – sau re?ntoarcerea – acestora ?n circuitul oralit??ii e o chestiune ce poate interesa mig?loase cercet?ri erudite. Farmecul pove?tilor lui Creang? nu st? ?n inven?ie – cel mult, aici ?i-a spus cuv?ntul selec?ia f?cut? de scriitor dintr-un inventar disponibil at?t de bogat. Ceea ce atrage ?i cucere?te, ?n primul r?nd, e ?punerea ?n scen?“ – nemaivorbind de darul rostirii plastice, suculen?e, at?t de mult comentat ?i analizat.LIVIU PAPADIMA

Her ?ey ?evresiyle etkile?imsel bütünlükte anlaml? olmaktad?r. Soral?m yine de; Bütünü par?alar?ndan fazlas? yapan nedenler nelerdir? Evrende neyin ifadesiyiz? Canl?l?k, bilin?, ruh, duygular art?k anla??labilir midir? Canl?l?k h?z farklar?ndan m? olu?maktad?r? H?zl? bile?enimiz olan elektri?in; canl?l???n ve bilincimizin olu?umunda nas?l bir etken olmaktad?r? Bizleri olu?turanlardan beden, duygular, bilin?, ruh diye tan?mlad?klar?m?z aras?nda ba?lant?lar nas?l kurulmaktad?r? Sorular?, günümüzde enerjiler aras? ba?lant?, etkile?im nas?l kurulmaktad?r? Sorusu gibi oldu?u, yani her?ey gibi onlar?nda enerji oldu?u anla??lm??t?r. Ruh olarak tan?mlad?k, zihin-beden aras?nda ba?lant?y? kurmaya, duygular? anlamaya ?al??t?k. Bilincin, alg?n?n tüm bunlarla nas?l bir ili?kisi olabilece?ini sorgulad?k. Genelde ?yle oluyor ya, bütünün ?nce par?alar?n? anlamaya, par?alara ay?r?p anlamaya ?al??man?n sorunlar?n?n izlerini sürüp bütünle olan etkile?imini g?rmeye y?neliyoruz. Zaman?n i?inde zaman ge?irmemize ra?men bilincimizle, canl?l???m?zla nas?l ba?lant?l? oldu?unu g?rmezden geldik. Günümüz dünyas?n?n ula?t??? bilgi, ya?amsal deneyimlerin kaydedilip aktar?lmas?, izledi?imiz filmlerden tutun da, deneyimlerimizin h?zl? etkile?imiyle zaman aral?klar?n? orduk. S?n?r sistemimize benzeyen internet a?lar? olu?turduk. ?nsanl?k olarak yapay zekalar geli?tirdik. Hücre ile beden benzeri; canl?yla tüm canl?l???n, ekosistemin, varl???n etkile?im ?rüntüsü oldu?unu, etkile?imsel ?rüntüde anlam? oldu?unu ??rendik. Belki de olu?turdu?umuz yeni anlamlar gelecekte olu?acaklar?n par?alar?d?r. De?i?im devam ediyor. G?rünen o ki, canl?lar bu evrenin en ileri evrensel enerji alanlar?d?r. Soral?m kendimize; Evrende canl?l?ktan daha anlaml? bir ?ey var m?d?r? Dünya bilinci ?a?lard?r. Biriktirdi?i bilgi ve deneyimlerini, olu?umun ba?lang?c?ndan itibaren nesiller boyu aktarm??, ekosistemiyle bir bütün olarak evrilmi?tir. Ula?t??? bilin? halini ?evresiyle etkile?imsel d?ngü i?inde hep yeniden ?ekillendirmi?tir. D?nü?ümsel etkile?imin hi?bir zaman?n?n ayn? olmay??? temel evrensel durumun etkisiyle de zamanda evrilmi? ve günümüz dünyas?n?n paradigmas?na ula?m??t?r. Evrimsel ?rüntüye paralel geli?en teknolojik entegrasyonla bilgi, zamanda ?ok yo?un etkile?ebilmi?tir. Dünya üzerinde artan s?n?r hücresi say?s? yani artan canl? say?s?n?n olumlu bir yan? ise, bilginin etkile?imini art?rm?? olmas?d?r. Platon’un idealar dünyas?nda var olan?n kendi ba??na var olamayaca??n?, var olan?n ?ncül bir mükemmeli olmal? dü?üncesiyle hareket etti?i g?rülüyor. Bu dü?ünceye bi ele?tiriyle ba?lay?p daha sonra ele?tiriyide ele?tirelim. Diyelim ki bu dü?ünceye evrimin, zaman?n itiraz? var. Buna b?yle devam edersek ba?lang?? i?inde, uzaylar i?inde ba?layan evrenler olsa bile bugünki mant?k yine en ba?a d?nmemizi s?ylüyor. Yani ilk nas?l olu?tu? Bu olu?um ?ncesi uzay diyeyim en mükemmel saf hali olan B?R nas?l olu?tu. 1’de ise hi?bir ?zellik olmamal? yani nas?l olurda idea’lar oradan kaynaklan?r. Demek ki varl?k olu?umu bi süre?, evrim olur gibi. Sondan ba?a d?nsekte bi süre?, ba?tan ba?lam?? olsakta bi süre?. Bu ifadeler B?R d?ngüsü i?inde do?ru olabilir. ?dealar nereden geldi ?ünki sonu? olarak idealar B?R de olmamal? ?ünkü B?R farkl?l?k bar?nd?rm?yor. Asl?nda her ?eyi B?R kapsar, o kaynak potansiyeller alan?d?r. Haliyle her ?eyle ayn? alandad?r. Bi nevi potansiyeller alan?yla varl?k ayn? ?eydir, benzerdir. O halde Platon’un idealar kuram?n?n kayna?? ve kendisi bu evrendedir, bu evrendir. Günümüz bilim dünyas?nda ?oklu evrenler dü?üncesi olduk?a yayg?nd?r. O halde evrenlerin oldu?u daha dev uzaysal kaynaklar, alanlar olmal?d?r. ??te B?R belkide bizimde i?inde evrildi?imiz vede k?smen farkl?la?t???m?z her ?eyin kayna??, alan?d?r. Evren büyük tabii ancak büyüklük hep yan?lt?c? olmaya devam etmi?tir. Belkide hiper bir uzay hatta uzaylar alan?nda olabiliriz. Belki ama e?er do?ru b? dü?ünce ?ekliyse bu ilk soruyu yinede de?i?tirmiyor. ?lk ba?lang?? diye bir ?ey var m??

n vrst de 11 ani, Ivy Manx locuiete n inutul Caux, al crui conductor este teribilul Rege Mtrgun i unde legea trmului este otrvete sau fii otrvit“. Fr un degusttor de ncredere acreditat de Breasl care s-i stea mereu aproape, urmtoarea ta mas ar putea fi i ultima.Chiar mai ru, unchiul mult iubit al fetiei – ultimul farmacopat vindector din Caux – a disprut fr urm, lsnd-o pe Ivy cu trusa lui cu leacuri secrete, cu o cioar zgomotoas pe nume H i cu un degusttor nepriceput i mrav, cu nclinaie pentru picoteal.Nu mai e timp de pierdut! Ivy trebuie s-i pun n aplicare teribilul plan! mpreun cu un tnr degusttor pe nume Rowan – aflat pe fug dup otrvirea accidental a douzeci dintre grzile regelui –, fata pornete n cutarea unchiului ei. n aceste vremuri dominate de corupie i de uneltiri – n acest, pn nu demult, minunat loc strvechi –, cei doi copii, devenii acum dumanii ntregului regat, au un sprijin de ndejde.Dar ce vor oare urmritorii lor S fie nestemata de-o inegalabil frumusee ce pare – dei asta este practic imposibil – a fi scobit Sau o fi elixirul pe care ea nsi l-a creat i care are misterioase puteri vindectoare Sau oare poate fi vorba despre Ivy nsiSpus pe un ton uor ironic i de o prospeime irezistibil, primul volum al trilogiei Otrvurile din Caux“, Nestemata Scobit este o uimitoare poveste despre ierburi i magie, degusttori i otrvuri.

B?R DAMLA SEVG?YLE MERHABA ?Dokunan hafif bir esinti, bir damla ya?, bir kü?ük ka?amak bak??tan ve bir tatl? s?zden sonra yüre?in ?eperlerine yap???p kalan a?k?n izleriyle dolu ya?amakt?r belki de istenilen… ??zlemek sevgiyle yüre?e dokunmaksa; bir tatl? s?z, bir gidenin ard?ndan kalan iz, bir hüzün i?indeki umutsuzluklarda bile, umut arayan kalple var olmakt?r kimbilir belki de i?imizde kalan… ??zlemek; a?k?n g?zya?lar?nda, yar?n? olmayan a?klarda ve bir garip a?k?n i?inde bile mutlulu?u, sevginin kanatlar?nda ?zlemle arayarak yazmakt?r belki de sayfalarda saklanan… ?Kim bilir belki de sevgiyi i?inde bularak kanatlanmakt?r, kanats?z hallerinde bile ?zlemle a?ka u?makt?r… ?Her okunan ?iirin i?inde hissedebilmektir belki de; tarifi olmayan, tarifsiz o duyguyu, yüre?indeki bir k?v?lc?m ate?iyle canland?r?p ya?atabilmektir belki de arzulanan... ?Sevgiyle dolu sayfalarda, hissettiklerinizi bulup dolu dolu ya?aman?z dile?iyle… Cengiz ?ET?K 1964 y?l?nda Konya/Karap?nar do?du. ?lkokulu Emirgazi il?esinde okudu. Ortaokulu ve liseyi Karap?nar’da okudu. Endüstri Meslek Lisesi Torna tesviye’den mezun oldu. 1989 y?l?nda Burdur E?itim Yüksek Okulu’ndan S?n?f ??retmeni olarak mezun olduktan sonra 1990 y?l?ndan bu yana zaman zaman idarecilik yapsa da ?u an Uzman S?n?f ??retmeni olarak ?al??makta olup iki k?z babas?d?r. 1986 y?l?nda ilk ?yküsü “sonun Ba?lang?c?” bir sinema dergisinin a?t??? yar??mada birinci gelmi?tir. Finike yerel gazetelerinde 2005 y?l?ndan sonra bir?ok k??e yaz?lar? yay?nland?. 2006 y?l?nda ilk ?iir kitab? “Son S?züm Sana Gülüm” yay?nlad?. ?kinci kitab? “Siyahlarday?m Alev Bak??l?m” 2008 y?l?nda yay?nland?. Ayr?ca güfte halinde “ Siyahlarday?m” 2010 y?l?nda ve “Vazge? G?nlüm” 2016 y?l?nda iki ?iiri bestelenip ?ark? olarak hayat bulmu?tur. 2017 y?l? son ay?nda ilk bilimkurgu roman? “Pokentranl? G?kmen” okurlar?yla tan??t?.

On the second day of July in the year 1863 the Civil War in America was at its height. Late in the preceding month Lee had turned his face northward, and, with an army of a hundred thou-sand Confederate soldiers at his back, had marched up into Penn-sylvania. There was little to hinder his advance. Refraining, by reason of strict orders, from wanton destruction of property, his soldiers nevertheless lived on the rich country through which they passed. York and Carlisle were in their grasp. Harrisburg was but a day’s march away, and now, on this second day of July, flushed with fresh victories, they had turned and were giving desperate battle, through the streets and on the hills of Gettysburg, to the Union armies that had followed them. The old commonwealth was stirred as she had not been stirred before since the fall of Sumter. Every town and village in the state responded quickly to the governor’s call for emergency troops to defend the capital city. Mount Hermon, already depleted by gen-erous early enlistments, and by the draft of 1862, gathered to-gether the bulk of the able-bodied men left in the village and its surroundings, and sent them forth in defense of the common-wealth. Not that Mount Hermon was in especial danger from Lee’s invasion, far from it. Up in the northeastern corner of the state, on a plateau of one of the low foot-hills of the Moosic range, sheltered by the mountains at its back, it was well protected, both by reason of distance and location, from the advancing foe. But Mount Hermon was intensely patriotic. In the days preceding the Revolution the sturdy pioneers from Connecticut had met the equally sturdy settlers from the domain of Penn, and on this plateau they had fought out their contentions and settled their differences; the son of the Pennamite had married the daughter of the Yankee; and the new race, with love of country tingeing every drop of its blood a deeper red, had stayed on and possessed the land. So, on this July day, when the armies of North and South were striving and struggling with each other in bloody combat back and forth across the plain and up the hills of Gettysburg, Mount Hermon’s heart beat fast. But it was not for themselves that these people were anxious. It was for the fathers, husbands, sons, lovers in that army with which Meade, untried and unproven, was endeavoring to match the strategy and strength of Lee. News of the first day’s skirmishing had reached the village, and it was felt that a great battle was imminent. In the early evening, while the women were still busy at their household tasks, the men gathered at the post-office and the stores, eager for late news, anxious to discuss the situation as they had learned it. In the meantime the boys of the town had congregated on the village green to resume the military drills which, with more or less frequency, they had carried on during the summer. These drills were not wholly without serious intent. It was play, indeed; but, out of the ranks of these boys, three of the older ones had already gone to the front to fight real battles; and it was felt, by the men of the town, that the boys could not be too thoroughly imbued with the military spirit. So, on this July evening, wakened into new ardor by the news from Gettysburg, they had gathered to resume their nightly work—and play.There were thirty-three of them, ranging in years all the way from eight to eighteen. They were eager and enthusiastic. At the command to fall in there was much pushing and jostling, much striving for desirable places, and even the young captain, with great show of authority, could not quite adjust all differences to the complete satisfaction of his men.Before the confusion had wholly ceased, and while there were still awkward gaps in the ranks, a tall, straight, shy-mannered boy of seventeen, who had remained hitherto on the outskirts of the group, quietly slipped into one of the vacant places.

Ceea ce putem spune ?i ceea ce se cuvine spus este c? literatura noastr? modern? ?l revendic? cu hot?r?re pe Panait Istrati, pe fiul pierdut ?i revenit ca ?i Ulise al versului francez, dup? o miraculoas? c?l?torie. C?ci opera lui Panait Istrati ?ntrege?te peisajul literaturii rom?ne?ti din ultimii dou?zeci de ani, deoarece, dimpreun? cu Mihail Sadoveanu ?i cu Liviu Rebreanu, autorul Chirei Chiralina alc?tuie?te treimea cea de o fiin?? a celei mai unitare substan?e epice. C? ?i ace?tia – ?i poate c? nu stric? s? amintim cum c?te?itrei purced la ?mplinirea operei lor, cam ?n acela?i timp (?ntreg Sadoveanu de dup? Cocost?rcul albastru, doar de la trecutul r?zboi ?ncepe) c? ?i ace?tia, Panait Istrati este dintre to?i ceilal?i scriitori ai no?tri, acela care aduce cele mai multe probleme, cei mai mul?i eroi ?i cea mai puternic? individualitate. — Perpessicius

Dup? cum din Golanii nu se putea prevedea Ion, tot a?a nici din La Grandiflora nu se putea prevedea Rusoaica sau Donna Alba, cu toat? prezen?a elementelor prezumtive ale talentului lui Gib I. Mih?escu. Scriitorul a ?tiut s? se organizeze ?n crea?ii de care critica e bucuroas? s? ?in? seama, ca de produc?ii reprezentative ale literaturii noastre ultime. (Eugen Lovinescu)

Iubire sete de via?? Tu e?ti puterea creatoare Sub care inimile noastre Renasc ca ???orile ?n soare ??i ?mb?tate de-al t?u farmec Ce peste lume se a?terne ?n tremurarea lor de-o clip? Viseaz? fericiri eterne. Din haos ?i din ?ntuneric Te-ai smuls fecund? ?i senin?: Al t?u sur?s de alma parens Fu prima raz? de lumin?. ??i de c?ldura ta plane?ii Treptat se dezmor?esc ?nvie... Pe to?i ca ?ntr-o mreaj?-i leag? Universala simpatie. Tu faci s? circule ?n lume Puterea ta de z?mislire. ??i miliardele de forme De-a lungul vremii s? se-n?ire. Alexandru Vlahuta - Iubire

The great World War was more than two-thirds over when America entered the struggle, and yet in a sense this country was in the war from its very beginning. Three great inventions controlled the character of the fighting and made it different from any other the world has ever seen. These three inventions were American. The submarine was our invention; it carried the war into the sea. The airplane was an American invention; it carried the war into the sky. We invented the machine-gun; it drove the war into the ground. It is not my purpose to boast of American genius but, rather, to show that we entered the war with heavy responsibilities. The inven-tions we had given to the world had been developed marvelously in other lands. Furthermore they were in the hands of a determined and unscrupulous foe, and we found before us the task of overcoming the very machines that we had created. Yankee ingenuity was faced with a real test. The only way of overcoming the airplane was to build more and better machines than the enemy possessed. This we tried to do, but first we had to be taught by our allies the latest refinements of this machine, and the war was over before we had more than started our a?rial program. The machine-gun and its accessory, barbed wire (also an American invention), were overcome by the tank; and we may find what little comfort we can in the fact that its invention was inspired by the sight of an American farm tractor. But the tank was a British creation and was undoubtedly the most important invention of the war. On the sea we were faced with a most baffling problem. The U-boat could not be coped with by the building of swarms of submarines. The essential here was a means of locating the enemy and destroying him even while he lurked under the surface. Two American inventions, the hydrophone and the depth bomb, made the lot of the U-boat decidedly unenviable and they hastened if they did not actually end German frightfulness on the sea. But these were by no means the only inventions of the war. Great Britain showed wonderful ingenuity and resourcefulness in many di-rections; France did marvels with the airplane and showed great clev-erness in her development of the tank and there was a host of minor inventions to her credit; while Italy showed marked skill in the crea-tion of large airplanes and small seacraft.