Ergebnis für "Anna" in Literatur des Absurden

Jest grudzień 2012 roku. Zbliża się data zapowiedzianego przez kalendarz Majów końca świata. Pięćdziesięcioletni Jan jest redaktorem w niewielkim czasopiśmie. Jego praca polega na prowadzeniu korespondencji z czytelnikami. Ponieważ rubryka cieszy się małym powodzeniem, czasem musi pisać listy do samego siebie. W wolnym czasie prowadzi blog kulinarny, tytułową „Zupę z gwoździa”, i fascynuje się małpami z Borneo – nosaczami. Od dwudziestu lat jest w związku małżeńskim z Marysią. Ich życie jest przepełnione rutyną, marazmem i frustracją.

A missing laptop, a critic, a sojourn in communal living - Eleanor, or, The Rejection of the Progress of Love is a bracingly intelligent examination of grief, autonomy, aging, desire, information overload, and the condition of being a thinking and feeling inhabitant of an often unthinkable, numbing world. Anna Moschovakis’s debut novel bristles with honesty, humor, and the hungers that propel us to revise and again revise our lives.

Uno sceneggiatore di Tangeri che soffre gravemente di insonnia scopre che per poter finalmente dormire deve uccidere qualcuno. Incomincia da sua madre. Sembra assurdo, anzi è assurdo - è sempre stato un uomo onesto, rispettoso, gentile - ma solo uccidendo, come in un gioco surreale, guadagna dei punti-sonno. Per minimizzare il problema, decide di limitarsi a persone già in fin di vita; la sfida è riuscire a essere lì, al loro capezzale, un attimo prima che spirino da sé. Il protagonista dà così il via a imprese rocambolesche per infilarsi nelle camere di ospedale.

Five mommies are just one misstep away from entry into the elite Pacific Heights Moms & Tots Club. Everyone has a scandalous secret to hide, but who will be the next to fall? With just four spots remaining, will the five remaining ladies turn cutthroat? Or will their newfound friendships be strong enough to help them band together?

Spring comes in like a lamb as the exclusive Pacific Heights Moms & Tots Club welcomes its newest members. But that tranquility belies a storm brewing as new tensions and old rivalries come to a head. The surviving moms are ready to reap the rewards of membership, but none of them counted on club founder, Bettina Connaught Cross, needing a pick-me-up from a bitter betrayal. While lesser women might cry into their pillows, Bettina finds comfort in exerting control over her domain.

The Pacific Heights Moms & Tots Club is the most exclusive children’s playgroup in all of San Francisco. For the city’s ultra-competitive elite, the club’s ten annual spots are the ultimate parenting prize. But not everyone is PHM&TC material. The club’s founder, Bettina Connaught Cross, adheres to strict membership rules: Moms only. No single parents or working mothers allowed. Membership is an arduous commitment. And there’s no room in the club for scandal, bad behavior, or imperfection…from tots or their moms.