Theres a cougar in every woman . . . waiting. Mature Georgette, no different. Formed in her stamp, hidden deep within, the fascination that would change her life forever. All to a vehement fever that went unchecked for years. Such was this irresistible desire to delight in men her junior . . . building . . . that it eventually took control. Overnight dawned a cougar rampant. Hungry, she set out for the hunt up of one such boyalone in the springtime of his life. The sultry warmth in her eyes priming only the dreamboats with her flaunt displays of tempting fullness. Where to draw the line? Any shame merely vanity while the willingness was all her. Desperate to embrace reciprocal love . . . she paraded the hotspots in search for a thrall of love so special, so real that for the first time, shed be spirited away. Hes out there and by damn, shes going to find him.
It's been nine months since Bobby Conlon's wife dumped him for a hot young film director and he's doing great. Okay, so he occasionally breaks into Natalie's apartment and sobs along to her old Carole King records, but that's only when he's out of meds. He's better now. One hundred percent. And to prove it, he's throwing out that year-old Christmas tree decorated with five hundred empty Vicodin bottles and flying to Texas to work on a movie starring Ralph the Swimming Pig. But once in Texas, Bobby realizes he's signed on to the most dysfunctional movie ever. The director can't direct, the pig catches pneumonia, and just when things can't get any worse, Natalie and her boyfriend are hired to take over the movie. Suddenly, Bobby's personal and professional lives collide, and no matter which way he turns, fresh disasters await. Still, in spite of everything, Bobby clings to the hope that a happy ending might still be possible. This is the movie business, right? Based on the Movie is a laugh-out-loud look at what actually happens on a film location, told from the perspective of the hardworking -- and long-suffering -- men and women behind the scenes. As real life meets reel life, prepare to be captivated by one of the most entertaining reads of the season.
Luther H Holton along with his friends Frederick Lawford and James Nelson stood by the side of an immense shallow pit. It was an unusually long hole in the ground that stretched almost all the way between two parallel streets in the recently burgeoning section of the city now known as Newtown. The city itself, was unique in the fact that it had been built on the side of a mountain in the middle of an island surrounded by a mighty river. One of the earliest settlements in North America, the city was undergoing unprecedented development in the mid 19th century. Already established as Londons most important colonial center of commerce, the city had just witnessed the construction of a great Iron bridge across the mighty river considered by many to be an eighth wonder of the world. Adding to that was the completion of a lengthly canal that would allow shipping from the citys port into the interior of the continent. Already, a host of industries were establishing themselves along this canal; steel foundries, grain mills, sugar refineries, countless manufacturing companies, water filtration plants and the citys gas works. The old city had been founded next to its port a few hundred years earlier, but then began expanding east and west of its center and up the sides of its mountain. There are a series of three natural horizontal shelflike terraces climbing their way from the waterfront up the face of the mountain to just below its summit. Basically flat open areas on a slope, it was here on the uppermost terrace now called Newtown, that three men were looking down into a long shallow pit that had just recently been dug up. With its earth in neat piles stacked around it, stones in tidy little mounds like jewels in a very long tiara...lay the pit that would become a rink. Are you sure about this? asked Holton, in a tone more inquisitive than skeptical. Absolutely replied the two young architects, quickly answering the question with a unified response that seemed almost rehearsed. But youve just built churches, how will you build a rink? Same way we build a church but with a rink in it. This last remark brought a deep warm chuckle from Holton who knew very well how wealthy churchgoers would be falling all over themselves, vying to become investors and charter members of his new rink association. Holton possessed an acumen into the affairs of men as only a man can have that started at the bottom and raised himself to the very top. One of the most successful men of his era, he had an innovative mind which put pieces together like ships and railroads, banks and property, rinks and churches. His restless and inquisitive nature brought him into realms of genuine pleasure and creativity. Dammit all, This rink shall be my Queen he told himself in the privacy of his thoughts. Often he would think back to the time when he was a poor rural boy growing up in the old port. He was only seven years old when his father passed away, leaving his mother to raise six young children while attempting to run a struggling farm in eastern Ontario. She dreamed of a better life for her children than the harsh reality of an impoverished farm life, and so, sacrificing her love of family and her own emotions, she arranged for her nine year old son to stay with relatives in the old port city. She could have never possibly imagined what her decision would one day mean... to all of us...to us all.
AT FIRST GLANCE, THERE MIGHT NOT BE MUCH IN COMMON BETWEEN THESE TWO VERY DIFFERENT NORTH AMERICAN CITIES. AND WHILE THIS IS IN FACT TRUE, THE CASUAL READER MAY BE SURPRISED TO LEARN THAT BOTH LOCATIONS SHARE A STRIKINGLY SIMILIAR BACKGROUND OF EVENTS THAT MAKE THEM SOMEWHAT DIFFERENT THAN THEIR CONTINENTAL NEIGHBOURS. BEST DESCRIBED AS AFFECTIONATE PROFILING THE AUTHOR LEADS US DOWN A PATHWAY INTO A GALLERY OF IMAGES AND FACTS ABOUT THESE TWO, EXTRA EXTRA ORDINARY COMMUNITIES MIAMI AND MONTRAL
Any book about Georges Durst can hardly be accurate as volumes could be written about this multifaceted individual. I decided to undertake this work only because I feel that I owed a strong sense of debt to this man who has enriched so many of us with his creativity.
By way of introduction to this musical comedy, it is important to understand that the story is Not about the supposed rivalry between Toronto and Montreal. In my mind, this rivalry does not exist, for the simple reason that Toronto is Montreals kid, her offspring if you will. Having grown up to become big, handsome, and avaricious, he is in fact, Canadas All American city. He may pause to send his mom a card on her birthday or Christmas, but otherwise...
A saintly swindler befriends a young jazz pianist and together they pull off a financial sting operation against the mafia... With blessings from high levels of the United States government
Being sent for piano lessons was probably the single worst thing that could have happened in my young life. But thanks to an exceptional lady and piano teacher named Florence Powers, I wound up unexpectedly becoming a professional piano player. Here are some curious things about the piano that I picked up along the way... Playing the piano has got to be one of life’s greatest treasures. In my estimation, there are few other activities that can even begin to compare with the ability to play this amazing instrument. As you can probably guess, I have the highest regard for those individuals who have mastered the art of playing the piano. Some performers have taken the art to a very high level, often out of the reach of most players. But my aim here is to present a simple accessible approach on learning how to listen to, or how to approach playing the piano for one’s own pleasure... first and foremost. This self-centered idea doesn’t necessarily imply being selfish, but it probably does require a slight adjustment to one’s priorities. However, if you can get around this inconvenience, the possibilities are sitting right there in front of you... and all you have to do is reach out and take. My aim here is to demystify the piano for both listeners or those who wish to learn how to get started in learning how play this amazing instrument. In any event, I feel that pleasure can be derived by having a wider understanding as just what the piano actually is. And while a book such as this one may be helpful to those who wish to learn to play the piano, there is no substitute for a live teacher. However, it’s extremely important to find a teacher that can fulfill one’s personal musical taste and ambition. There is much involved if a student wishes to become a proficient music reader, thus having a good teacher is essential to success in this area. Take your time in finding the right one... and good luck! However, before looking at the piano, it’s also important to establish what kind of music one is interested in, whether for listening or performing. For purposes of this book, I have arbitrarily broken it down into four major forms: Classical, Standards, Popular and Jazz. Classical leads the list as the music that has been around longer, much longer than the other two forms of music. It represents the foundation of all of today’s music. Much of it is seriously challenging to play, and requires years of dedicated practice. At the concert level, Olympic style discipline prevails, as the techniques of performance far surpasses the scope of this book. Be that as it may, classical music has an abundance of priceless melodiesthat can be played in a simplified manner while still retaining their pure magic for listeners. (and pianists ) Music operates on principles that were founded in the past 600 years, they carry with them an enormous amount of human cultural genius, including the invention of equal temperament.
AT FIRST GLANCE, THERE MIGHT NOT BE MUCH IN COMMON BETWEEN THESE TWO VERY DIFFERENT NORTH AMERICAN CITIES. AND WHILE THIS IS IN FACT TRUE, THE CASUAL READER MAY BE SURPRISED TO LEARN THAT BOTH LOCATIONS SHARE A STRIKINGLY SIMILIAR BACKGROUND OF EVENTS THAT MAKE THEM SOMEWHAT DIFFERENT THAN THEIR CONTINENTAL NEIGHBOURS. BEST DESCRIBED AS AFFECTIONATE PROFILING THE AUTHOR LEADS US DOWN A PATHWAY INTO A GALLERY OF IMAGES AND FACTS ABOUT THESE TWO, EXTRA EXTRA ORDINARY COMMUNITIES MIAMI AND MONTRAL
Any book about Georges Durst can hardly be accurate as volumes could be written about this multifaceted individual. I decided to undertake this work only because I feel that I owed a strong sense of debt to this man who has enriched so many of us with his creativity.
It's been nine months since Bobby Conlon's wife dumped him for a hot young film director and he's doing great. Okay, so he occasionally breaks into Natalie's apartment and sobs along to her old Carole King records, but that's only when he's out of meds. He's better now. One hundred percent. And to prove it, he's throwing out that year-old Christmas tree decorated with five hundred empty Vicodin bottles and flying to Texas to work on a movie starring Ralph the Swimming Pig. But once in Texas, Bobby realizes he's signed on to the most dysfunctional movie ever. The director can't direct, the pig catches pneumonia, and just when things can't get any worse, Natalie and her boyfriend are hired to take over the movie. Suddenly, Bobby's personal and professional lives collide, and no matter which way he turns, fresh disasters await. Still, in spite of everything, Bobby clings to the hope that a happy ending might still be possible. This is the movie business, right? Based on the Movie is a laugh-out-loud look at what actually happens on a film location, told from the perspective of the hardworking -- and long-suffering -- men and women behind the scenes. As real life meets reel life, prepare to be captivated by one of the most entertaining reads of the season.
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