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"Hello. My name is Brooklyn Wainwright and I am a book addict. It was Friday morning and I was on my way to the Covington Library to sniff out my personal version of crack cocaine: books. Old, rare, and beautiful." Kate Carlisle doesn't wait to feed the reader's addiction. Immediately, there is interesting trivia about books. The cozy is just as friendly as the beginning sentence where Brooklyn gives her name. The cozy is also very serious in tone. When a person is harrassed, he might do anything. The mind becomes very creative and imaginative.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fortepiano A fortepiano [ˌfɔrteˈpjaːno] is an early piano . In principle, the word " fortepiano " can designate any piano dating from the invention of the instrument by Bartolomeo Cristofori around 1700 up to the early 19th century. Most typically, however, it is used to refer to the late-18th to early-19th century instruments for which Haydn ... The Lost Memoirs Of Jane Austen by Syrie James "We found and hired the requisite help; my pianoforte arrived, along with a few other pieces of needed furniture; and we fell into a new routine." https://bermudaonion.net/

Any recommendations or information about Jane Austen? I'm in the mood to hear bits of gossip from friends and share a cup of tea or two. I'm in the mood for love in a Classical style. By the way, it's still National Poetry Month. I'm enjoying it more than ever. I've been entranced with the Harlem Renaissance which happened during the Twenties. Persia Walker is an author who can make you really feel that period and see it too through her mysteries. . https://www.pinterest.com/pin/522980575450068063/?lp=true

"I gave in to my curiosity about the house. The place was enormous. I'd read that it contained eighteen rooms. That included seven master bedrooms,a grand reception hall, a library, three salons and a formal dining room...The gavel fell just as I arrived and the auction began. The first item up was an exquisite pink diamond-and-ruby studded tiara and necklace set." http://persiawalker.com/biography/

We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight live coiled in shells of loneliness until love leaves its high holy temple and comes into our sight to liberate us into life. Love arrives and in its train come ecstasies old memories of pleasure ancient histories of pain. Yet if we are bold, love strikes away the chains of fear from our souls. We are weaned from our timidity In the flush of love's light we dare be brave And suddenly we see that love costs all we are and will ever be. Yet it is only love which sets us free.    famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/maya_angelou/poems/496

"In Africa," Mama Penny explained, "often the names we give our children stand for something. For example, my grandson's name is Rapala. It means 'pray.'" https://www.tyndale.com/p/beaded-hope/

All night an accelerating geometry of eyes—hundreds shaped like birds or boats or beetles, simplified to dots or crosses or a pair of 2s or mis- matched diamonds, perfect zeros, scoops of moon placed sidewise or lengthwise on a face, slipping out of orbit on a cheek, hung under an ear, planted mid-forehead, paper-thin planes of them, each one alive and staring from the dislocated faces of wives, lovers, mothers, serene and lopsided, splintered, wrenching, ravaged, a proliferating gallery of women, terraced in my head as I sleep, and my own curious eye: steering toward what it perceives, capturing exact duplicates of each stylized eye I run by, as I race to comprehend what I'm taking in, what expression I'd see if I raised the mirror to find my own eye, distorted and floating above an iron cheek. https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/58621/dreaming-of-picasso?utm_