A stunningly ambitious, prescient novel about madness, generational trauma, and cultural breakdown At the outset of the 2008 financial crisis, Em has a dependable, dull marketing job generating reports of vague utility while she anxiously waits to hear news of her sister, Ad, who has gone missing—again. Em’s days pass drifting back and forth between her respectably cute starter house (bought with a “responsible, salary-backed, fixed-rate mortgage”) and her dreary office. Then something unthinkable, something impossible, happens and she begins to see how madness permeates everything around her while the mundane spaces she inhabits are transformed, through Lucy Corin’s idiosyncratic magic, into shimmering sites of the uncanny. The story that swirls around Em moves through several perspectives and voices. There is Frank, the tart-tongued, failing manager at her office; Jack, the man with whom Frank has had a love affair for decades; Em and Ad’s eccentric parents, who live in a house that is perpetually being built; and Tasio, the young man from Chiapas who works for them and falls in love with Ad. Through them Corin portrays porousness and breakdown in individuals and families, in economies and political systems, in architecture, technology, and even in language itself. The Swank Hotel is an acrobatic, unforgettable, surreal, and unexpectedly comic novel that interrogates the illusory dream of stability that pervaded early twenty-first-century America.
The story that swirls around Em moves through several perspectives and voices.
Author: Lucy Corin
Publisher: Graywolf Press
Ordered to practice his writing skills in the blank book his mother gave him, fourteen-year-old Johnny would rather go fishing near his home on North Carolina's Outer Banks and cannot think of anything important to write until two "dingbatters" from Ohio arrive in 1900 and try to build a flying machine.
Last Witness to First ffTffigQ Takes Washington With Shrug Johnny Moore, Who at IS Helped the Wright Brothers, Uses Barlow Knife to Cit Meat in Swank Hotel Washington, Dec. 19.— Johnny Moore1, the man of the hour when I the Kitty Hawk, ...
Author: Dan Gutman
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Category: Juvenile Fiction
The Congressional Record is the official record of the proceedings and debates of the United States Congress. It is published daily when Congress is in session. The Congressional Record began publication in 1873. Debates for sessions prior to 1873 are recorded in The Debates and Proceedings in the Congress of the United States (1789-1824), the Register of Debates in Congress (1824-1837), and the Congressional Globe (1833-1873)
The average taxpayer of this country cannot afford to stay in a hotel as swank and expensive as this Hotel Nacional ; but indirectly , whether they like it or not , the taxpayers are being made to pay part of the expense of it .
Author: United States. Congress
If the US Navy was made up of saints, if rampant infidelity was not the militarys scourge, if homosexuality, fraternization, and other unmentionable acts did not transpire within the Navys sacred code of honor, this memoir would be two pages in length. Officers were not priests and if they were, in this rendition, even the priest broke his vows. No one character in, Sailorboy is a hero-elitist, not even Gen. Mac Arthur! Man are men and women become women. Battles are fought within, as well as on the front lines! Jim, the Navys Sailorboy, has given us a glimpse into the past! Downing his first whiskey at a Speakeasy run by Al Capone, the day after the Saint Valentines Day Massacre, searching for Amelia Earhart, escorting FDR, greeting US ally Mussi Mussolini and much more! Finished, this memoir reminds the reader of a twentieth century Impressionists painting, a fleeting glimpse of history in the making!
In Naples, Norm and Jim went to a swank hotel which had a special alcove reserved for old Mussolini and his officers. It was on a scale comparable to the Waldorf Astoria in New York, simply grande! Coat and ties were mandatory.
Author: Dresden Reese
Publisher: Xlibris Corporation
Category: Biography & Autobiography
A matchless display of Philip K. Dick s quirky, humorous, idiosyncratically philosophical world view. With one exception, all the stories of this volume were written over a nine-month period between 1951 and 1952, when Dick was making his first impact as a writer.
Across from him was the entrance of a swank hotel, its neon sign glimmering. He began to walk toward it, his heels echoing against the pavement. “Stop!” one of the SP men called. “Come back here. What are you doing out?
Author: Philip K Dick
Publisher: Hachette UK
A suspicious phone call received in the Agra jail, and two articles written by a retired Brigadier in a Pakistan newspaper, stir up India's Internal Intelligence Agency. Yashwant Narayan Godbole, the Agency's ace sleuth, connects the dots to infer that these innocuous events point to a more sinister and diabolical plot by the ISI, Pakistan's Inter-Services Intelligence. Based on Godbole's hunch, the Agency jumpstarts Project Mantra – a secret operation that was lying in limbo for two years, following the mysterious disappearance of their undercover agent. The express objective this time is to neutralise the ISI's nefarious 'Mission BlackRock' that could otherwise have ominous internal and international ramifications for India. Armed with only the sketchiest details, Godbole and his team of operatives face an uphill battle to unravel the enemy's plot. Meanwhile, the clock is ticking as fortunes swing back and forth for both parties. Long and tedious hours of surveillance, losing the quarry, picking up threads in different cities, long, hot and thrilling chases through the most unlikely of places make this a unique gambit. Clashes become inevitable, and the game turns perilous as the Agency's operatives pit their wits against the relentless ISI team. Will Pakistan's military doctrine - 'bleed India with a thousand cuts', be able to inflict damage on the nation’s strategic interests? In this high-stake game of smoke & mirrors, who will emerge as 'The Ace of Shadows'?
Pande pointed with his chin towards the swank hotel. “Looks like she is planning to be away from home for some time. But this is an expensive hotel. Can she afford to stay here for long?” “Depends. Do you think she is with someone?
Author: Balakrishna Kamath
Publisher: Leadstart Publishing Pvt Ltd
"Editor Katharine A. Rodger has enriched the correspondence with an introduction, a biographical essay, and a list of works cited. The book will be important for students of John Steinbeck and the development of 20th-century American fiction, as well as for those interested in the history of science, especially in the fields of marine biology and ecology."--BOOK JACKET.
Now I understand why the maid sprayed our bed thoroly every day with kerosene in the swank hotel. There mustn't even one bedbug appear. And they are certainly well distributed here in Mexico City. Oh yes the camiones.
Author: Edward F. Ricketts
Publisher: University of Alabama Press
Category: Biography & Autobiography
Giuliani disputed a Post report that the couple has been spending nights at the swank hotel. “It is entirely and categorically untrue,” the mayor said at a news conference in Washington Heights. “I think the New York Post ...
Author: James F. Haggerty
Publisher: John Wiley & Sons
Category: Business & Economics
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The scene was the swank Hotel Coronado in St. Louis. The purpose was the election of a new Republican national chairman to keep the party oiled up and ready to roll in the election of 1 !)44. There were committee members (or their ...
The booming, modern metropolis of Phoenix is a city filled with the ghosts of its past. Discover the legend of the mysterious Hohokam tribe, whose people once inhabited the Pueblo Grande Ruins and later vanished. Learn about the spirits of the Smurthwaite House, which sits on the grounds of Phoenix's oldest cemetery. Hear the tales of the Pioneer Living Museum, a collection of historic buildings relocated from every corner of Arizona--and the spirits of the former residents that came along too. Take a peek inside the Mystery Castle, old train depots and eerie historic mansions. Author and paranormal historian Debe Branning delves into the history and mysteries of these desert tales.
Then, in May 1947, one of the guests began to run amuck from within the swank hotel. Harry R. Sime, forty-eight, of Glendale, California, was jailed pending charges of firing eight wild shots in the Westward Ho and leading the police on ...
Author: Debe Branning
Publisher: Arcadia Publishing