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HIS FIRST NOVEL FOR GROWNUPS
From that most dramatically dual of literary personalities, writing not in his classic “Chocolate Factory” incarnation but as the devilish Dahl of Kiss Kiss and Switch Bitch — here is the ultimate adult romp.
Behold Uncle Oswald, Michelangelo of seduction.
He makes Casanova look like Winnie the Pooh.
He stumbles — circa 1919 — onto the world’s most powerful aphrodisiac: Powdered Sudanese Blister Beetle.
it makes Spanish Fly look like Ovaltine.
Then he discovers a method of quick-freezing sperm . . . and gets the most imspired commercial idea in history.
First he makes a list of the 51 living geniuses and crowned heads (from young James Joyce and King Albert of the Belgians to Puccini and Henry Ford) whom your average very rich and ambitious woman might most want to father her children. Then he retains the half-Persian, ineffably beautiful (and insatiable) biology student Yasmin to personally administer Blister Beetle to each of the famous 51 and, during each incredible aftermath, to collect the priceless essence of fatherhood for freezing. Well. As we follow Yasmin across Europe — from Genius to Genius and Royal to Royal — amazing scenes take place. George Bernard Shaw’s ultimate secret is revealed. Freud is utterly bewildered. Picasso doesn’t even put down his paintbrush . . .
How does Yasmin gain access to the great? Which of Them is interestingly activated by the Beetle Pill: King Alfonso? Proust? Kipling perhaps? Who will ultimately make a fortune from the scheme? And will the world be incresingly populated (and, of course, enhanced) by the secret progeny and grand-progeny, ad infinitum, of the dazzling 51? These are only a few of the questions answered in a book in which you encounter — under quite extraordinary circumstances — just about everybody who was anybody you might like to have had for your dad.
Rita Falka
Nūdeļu blūzs
Bavārijas idilliskā ciemata policists Francis Eberhofers ir īpašs gadījums - viņš spēj pamanīt noziegumu pat tur, kur neviens cits to neredz. Diemžēl dažkārt lādzīgais kārtības sargs mēdz būt gaužām nevērīgs…
Tā ari šoreiz, kad vietējās skolas rektoram Hepflam uz mājas sienas kāds uzrakstījis “Mirsti, tu cūka!”,
Francis tikai pasmejas un nofotografē uzrakstu kopā ar pārbijušos skolmeistaru. Pēc dažām dienām Hepfls ir pagalam, samalts zem vilciena riteņiem. Pašnāvība, kas gan cits, spriež vietējie, jo Hepfls un reiz ir bijis vīrs, kuram nebija neviena paša drauga.
Tomēr Eberhofers ir pārliecināts par slepkavību un uzskata, ka skolā vien ir veseli 327 aizdomās turamie.
Vērienīgo izmeklēšanu šoreiz kavē ne tikai apkārtējo nevēlēšanās atrast slepkavu, bet arī Franča personīgās dzīves likstas: mīļā Sūzija dodas atvaļinājumā uz Itāliju, toties brāļa Leopolda brēkulīgais zīdainis dievina tēvoci un spēj aizmigt tikai uz darbīgā policista vēdera! Vienīgais prieks Franča dzīvē vēl ir Omes gatavotie bavāriešu ēdieni…
Bet Eberhofers nepadosies!
Rita Falka (1964) ar saviem šarmanti smieklīgajiem detektīvromāniem par Franci Eberhoferu kļuvusi slavena gan dzimtajā Vācijā, gan citās valstīs. Franča piedzīvojumi aizsākas romānā “Ziemas kartupeļu knēdeļi”.
No vācu valodas tulkojusi Renāte Siliņa
Rita Falk
Dampfnudelblues Ein Provinzkrimi
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Vāka dizainu adaptēja Ilze Isaka
Redaktore Elīna Vanaga
©Tulkojums, Renāte Šiliņa, 2015
One evening in Paris in 1879, The Stomach Club, a society of American writers and artists, gathered to drink well, to eat a good dinner and hear an address by Mark Twain. He was among friends and, according to the custom of the club, he delivered a humorous talk on a subject hardly ever mentioned in public in that day and age. After the meeting, he preserved the manuscript among his papers. It was finally printed in a pamphlet limited to 50 copies 64 years later. The speech satirically dealt with masturbation and the bane it is on our society. His remarks rubbed Victorian society the wrong way, and were censored for a century.
Mark Twain (pseudonym of Samuel Langhorne Clemens) (1835–1910), quintessential American humorist, lecturer, essayist, and author wrote The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.
Once A Week is a collection of short stories and vignettes by A. A. Milne originally published in Punch. Stories included are; The Heir, Winter Sport, A Baker’s Dozen, Getting Married, Home Affairs, Other People’s Houses, Burlesques, Merely Players and The Men Who Succeed. The collection was first published on 15 October 1914 (source: Wikipedia).
“This is an odd book” or so states the author in 1917 for his first introduction. A fairytale with seven league boots, a princess, an enchantment, and the Countess Belvane. As Milne wrote in a later introduction: “But, as you see, I am still finding it difficult to explain just what sort of book it is. Perhaps no explanation is necessary. Read in it what you like; read it to whomever you like; be of what age you like; it can only fall into one of the two classes. Either you will enjoy it, or you won’t. It is that sort of book.”
It’s 2019 and America is ruled over by a billionaire reality TV star. Its media is owned by a transnational class of the shameless and the depraved. And its people have been silently robbed of their wealth, their dignity and their democracy.
In this brave new world, going to see a superhero movie counts as activism, and arguing with the other serfs on social media is political engagement. BUT EVERYTHING’S FINE – as long as you never, ever ask yourself who makes money from the ticket sales and the ratings, or who owns Twitter.
It’s 2019 and Jarett Kobek has done the only thing a dissident American novelist can do in those circumstances: he’s joined the party and written fantasy novel about an immortal fairy queen and a shadowy billionaire philanthropist sheikh called Dennis.
Hilarious, provocative and unmissable, Only Americans Burn in Hell is the only novel for our certifiably insane times.
« Pour mon malheur, le questionnement grâce auquel je me suis fait un nom dans la presse écrite, à la radio et à la télévision, s'est étendu à ma vie privée. Je souffre d'une maladie chronique que j'appelle la "questionnite". Son symptôme est évident, identifié de tous mes proches : je n'arrête pas de leur poser des questions. Je ne peux pas m'en empêcher. C'est plus fort que moi. C'est une seconde nature. Je suis en état de perpétuelle curiosité. Et de manque si je n'arrive pas à la satisfaire. Je ne suis pas le type qui se contente d'un machinal "Comment vas-tu ?". Je veux savoir. Quoi ? Peu importe, je veux savoir. Toute personne détient de grands et de petits secrets qu'elle n'entend pas divulguer, mais que mes questions peuvent l'amener à avouer. Il n'y a pas d'homme ou de femme sans double fond. Sans mystères, sans cachotteries, sans arrière-pensées. Moi, j'en ai. Beaucoup. Heureusement, je ne suis jamais tombé sur un loustic comme moi qui vous bombarde de questions et qui, à la longue, devient insupportable. » Adam Hitch est un journaliste dont la vie sentimentale est ravagée par son addiction aux questions. En racontant son histoire, avec humour et élégance, Bernard Pivot a-t-il écrit un roman ou son autobiographie ?
« Apostrophes », « Bouillon de culture » « Double je » et des années de chroniques littéraires, hier à Lire, aujourd'hui au Journal du dimanche, ont fait de Bernard Pivot un journaliste culturel aussi populaire que respecté. Ses derniers livres (Les mots de ma vie, 100 mots à sauver, 100 expressions à sauver parus chez Albin Michel et Le dictionnaire amoureux du vin paru chez Plon) ont rencontré un vif succès. Il est membre de l'Académie Goncourt. Suivez l'auteur sur son compte Twitter : https ://twitter.com/bernardpivot1
Dictionary of Literary Biography on Jerome Klapka Jerome:
Jerome K. Jerome was a popular turn-of-the-century humorist. He was a born storyteller, and his works often began as anecdotes that he developed into short stories, plays, essays, or novels. He sometimes used his short stories as the initial embodiments of themes or moral twists that he later transferred to the stage. Often the lack of character development in his short fiction can be attributed to the fact that he was writing a synopsis or abstract to be fleshed out later in another genre, usually drama. Certainly the story “The Passing of the Third Floor Back” (1907) seems slight compared to the treatment given in the play of the same name, even though critics of the day still thought the stage characters stiff and flat. In this sense Jerome is a better playwright than a short-story writer. But many of his short stories seem to be written out of a true love for the genre and are quite successful as vehicles for his purposes, sometimes serious and sometimes humorous.
Dictionary of Literary Biography on Jerome Klapka Jerome:
Jerome K. Jerome was a popular turn-of-the-century humorist. He was a born storyteller, and his works often began as anecdotes that he developed into short stories, plays, essays, or novels. He sometimes used his short stories as the initial embodiments of themes or moral twists that he later transferred to the stage. Often the lack of character development in his short fiction can be attributed to the fact that he was writing a synopsis or abstract to be fleshed out later in another genre, usually drama. Certainly the story “The Passing of the Third Floor Back” (1907) seems slight compared to the treatment given in the play of the same name, even though critics of the day still thought the stage characters stiff and flat. In this sense Jerome is a better playwright than a short-story writer. But many of his short stories seem to be written out of a true love for the genre and are quite successful as vehicles for his purposes, sometimes serious and sometimes humorous.
Here is a tale of a boy rabbit that goes against his mother’s wishes, and goes to kill Panzer tanks. It’s a story of love, and hate, and death and destruction. Peter Rabbit Tank Killer. You should read it now.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A6-YPiqOh_w
