Guy R Vestal:
A short story written to accompany a critiqued photograph.
A short story written to accompany a critiqued photograph.
Black Angus Beef Chain Founder shares business tips, food recipes and personal memoir Stuart Anderson had led a fascinating life for the past 90 years. He built Black Angus, America’s #1 restaurant chain of the 1980s, and ranched on a 26,000 acre spread where he raised cattle. His circle of friends has included Hollywood stars and corporate bigwigs. You’ll discover his personal history is a lot like the man – larger than life! Anyone seeking to go into the restaurant business or moving into a food industry management position will benefit from the lessons offered in this book as Stuart Anderson shares both his success and failures.
I was a Fashion designer & ♫ Pop/Hair/Glam Metal Musician/DJ/Producer ♫ on the 80’s Sunset Strip in West Hollywood California, and in 2013 I returned to the music and fashion industry as the same, except this time it will be in Electronica/Rock/Pop. I have both a new album, and a book, and maybe even a fashion line set for Winter 2015.
The model is just as stellar as the technique. I can overlook the lingerie misstep, because the shadowed back shot with the heels, brings the whole set together. (Nudity is never really preferred, because more is accomplished with the imagination, then with full disclosure.) The model, no matter the age, I imagine still looks as beautiful, as she did on her graduation day from High School, and this photo set shows that.
The model is perfect, every color in the image elevates the model to absolute perfection. Though the white background sucks, and drains mountains of energy from her, she battles back, and stands “High Above” the viewer.
As digital devices take over family life in subtle and seductive ways, what will happen to child development and family bonding when children spend more time with screens than they do at school or with their parents?
Something evil is going on in the Montgomery Psychiatric Hospital; every time there is an unexplainable blackout, a patient dies. Callie isn’t insane – she sees the ghost of her dead best friend only because he really is there. It’s just that nobody believes her.
The SIS team has dealt with all sorts of things that go bump in the night–vampires, zombies, even demons. But not everything odd or occult walks or breathes. The CIA calls on SIS leader John Benchley to alert him to a strange set of occurrences around an abandoned house in Baltimore. Investigating, the SIS team stumbles on to something unprecedented and deadly. And not every SIS member gets away from their encounters
Monica has a bakery and is losing money. A new flashier bakery has opened just down the street and is taking all the business during the winter carnival. She heads over to figure out what is going on and encounters several adventures.
As if in slow motion, the world spun. The front fender of the truck slammed into us from behind, and everything lurched forward. Bags, arms, clothes, sailed by my head. The muffled sound of screams were lost somewhere in a tumultuous roar as the van hit a pothole, and we began to roll. Cold metal crushed in on me, and the splintering sound of gunshots echoed in my ears…
A satirical, subversive and radical look at the history of Britain through the screen of a mobile phone and its predictive text gremlin.
A streetwise orphan, she is an expert at surviving in a dangerous city, where the rich have fled to the New Continent and the deadly daytime sun forces the middle class to live in sewer tunnels. Jax, along with the rest of the homeless, must be wary of rats—the furry ones underground that steal their food and invade their shelter and the human ones above ground that steal their children and threaten their lives.
Using film, literature, and interviews with experts, Robinson examines how zombies portray real-world fears such as epidemics, mind control, what may or may not exist in space, the repercussions of playing God, and the science behind the fears. Robinson’s goal is to explore how zombies become a metaphor for our fears of science and what could happen if science gets out of hand.
Those that know me know of my love of the Theatre, so I could not help myself but to purchase this play and another, and spend some time immersing myself. I had communicated with the publishing house about the possibility of an author interview, because I am hoping to get Goodreads, as well as other book bloggers interested in the value of the stage play, and its place in a civilized society, academia, and entertainment itself....
Something many artists don't realize until down the road in their work, is that their own opinion is mostly irrelevant, and is more of a hindrance than a help in their work. Should they have an opinion, a set of standards, a guide to whether or not they are improving in their craft? Are they getting better? Are they learning, and continuing to progress? Well of course. But they should never let that become self destructive, and keep their work from ever being seen, or to allow it to cause them to not have confidence in their own abilities, no matter the medium.
Now before those people who have never seen my critiques go into a hissy fit, we need to always remind my new watchers that the lower the vision score, the better! As well as the fact that we have a rare 5 star score, and a perfect vision score! But look at them, they are the sister scores, so you know the two brother scores in the middle are going to be turbulent, which I am still stewing in the emotions over, so with that, lets get to the details.
So I stumbled across this book somewhere, not sure, may have been the first reads giveaway, but seeing as it was a new author, I thought I would give it try, as I am a self pub and indie supporter.
After 9 months down, I return to the world of criticism with this… As with every critique, we must remind the audience that the lower the vision score, the better, and sadly enough, this piece, though good, gets a stern blast on the vision scale, because it doesn't leave enough to the imagination to give the viewer a good run for their money in the interpretation department.
Ok, the YA genre (Young Adult) has been getting "washed-out" for well over 5 years now, and it is starting to get not only pathetic, but just plain destructive to Western society.
But wait old man, who do you think you are? You have nothing to do with the genre!
Really? As a single Father of eight Daughters, with four elementary school aged girls living at home, I have quite the right to rant on about this, probably more than the viewers of this rant itself.
Any man with the one power (Saidin) is pretty much their own worst enemy, ask any Aes Sedai. And as for all of the supporting characters? Well, they are all pretty much in the wrong place at the wrong time if they have any sort of association with Rand.