The Bluestockings calls back to a time when the idea of intelligent discussions among women was frowned upon and sometimes forbidden. These brave, intelligent women articulated important issues and discussed ways to change them.
Nonfiction has the reputation of being dull and complicated, but that’s simply not the case. Just like fiction, nonfiction is its own diverse world with its own conventions. From self-help to histories, there’s a nonfiction book for every kind of reader.
The most startling portions of Hell Town are true. Let that sink in. I am not easily made nauseous by true crime, but this was brutal. Casey Sherman’s writing style, and description of the events are both brilliant, and nightmare-ish.
The Book is as much a history lesson as it is a mystery, revealing more than it conceals, but always leaving a few things a little unraveled for our imagination to wonder at — for so history itself, with its often patchy evidence, demands.
I now highly recommend this to anyone with chronic pain or illness, chronic fatigue, or a body that’s just plain aging (i.e., anyone who tells me they’ve got stiffness or pain).
The case proved difficult for Poston due to the complete lack of cooperation from his client. People’s minds and hearts had to be changed if he was to win this trial, starting with that of his client.
Take the advice for protecting your voice during illness seriously. Use the suggestions as you perform with your instrument as if they were gospel. Welcome the sometimes-gross descriptions of your inner workings so you can better know how to use, protect, and save those vocal cords.
Some moments, Whispers from the Valley of the Yak is hard reading. The emotions that hit at certain times challenge you. You want to change things and make things better or stop others from happening. I found myself emotionally confused at times, because, well, humans are strange beings that don’t always behave in their own self-interest, let alone in the best interests of others.