The winners of the National Book Awards were announced last night in New York City. The winners are:
Fiction: Louise Erdrich. The Round House (Harper, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers)
Non-Fiction: Katherine Boo, Behind the Beautiful Forevers: Life, Death, and Hope in a Mumbai Undercity Random House)
Poetry: David Ferry. Bewilderment: New Poems and Translations (University of Chicago Press)
Young People’s Literature: William Alexander, Goblin Secrets (Margaret K. McElderry Books, an imprint of Simon & Schuster)
Click here for a complete list of winners with a link to interviews of the winning authors. Also, come to the Al Harris Library to check out our display of National Book Award winners and finalists.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Thursday, November 08, 2012
Friday, November 02, 2012
|V for Vendetta|
V for Vendetta tells the story of a vigilante seeking revenge against an oppressive government that is set within a dystopian future. The story, although fictional, borrows liberally from the historical figure of Guy Fawkes, who along with thirteen co-conspirators, attempted to blow up the English Houses of Parliament in 1605.
Moore uses the construct of the vigilante revenge tale to effectively provide not only an exciting work of populist fiction, but also a politically charged tale of fascism versus anarchy. It also provides a political critique of former English Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, and what Moore interpreted as the failings of England’s political environment and domestic policy during her administration.
To check out this graphic novel, or any of the associated books or media in the front display case, just ask for assistance at the circulation desk!
A Complete History of the Gunpowder Treason
Available as a digital textbook via Ebrary.
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Thursday, November 01, 2012
The 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month...
In Flanders Fields
by Colonel John McCrae
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Honoring Our Veterans