He holds the door. She holds the war. The Court will make them break each other.Maren has no voice left to sing with — only a slate, a girl who speaks for her, and a throat the drowned dead can pour through at a price she swore she'd never pay twice. They call her the witch of the coast now. Her raids crack open the Court's levy transports one by one, freeing collared singers bound for the tower where the sea-door stands open — the tower where Kael Tidewarden is chained to the note...

Ernest Hemingway lives again in John Isaac Jones's new biographical novel! His hatred of his mother; his magnetic attraction to women; his love of war and death; how Martha Gellhorn beat him to Normandy; all of his women, including four wives, numerous mistresses and his great love for actress Ava Gardner; and how, after an agonizing mental decline, he fell victim of the Hemingway family suicide curse. It's all here!

Spilled Ink on Wood is a positive summation of words birthed from an environment that had not been friendly. This book is an attempt to provide good news albeit from deep within life's gravel of negativity. The work within the pages of this book is sealed in hope regardless of the situation in which you've chosen to enter or the one that fell upon you. And in this hope, there lies love. Spilled Ink on Wood is a book about love and some of love's possibilities.

Amidst the vast literature of the Civil War, one of the most significant and enlightening documents remains largely unknown. A day-by-day, uninterrupted, four-year chronicle by a mature, keenly observant clerk in the War Department of the Confederacy, the wartime diary of John Beauchamp Jones was first published in two volumes of small type in 1866. Over the years, the diary was republished three more times—but never with an index or an editorial apparatus to guide a reader through the ext...

This book isn’t just poetry; it’s devotion in motion. Each page is a reminder that love is action, faith is fuel, and purpose is our north star.The words here are whispers, soft but powerful. They meet you where you are: in early mornings, long days, and quiet nights.Let them encourage, uplift, and remind you that in the wind of life’s uncertainties, God’s voice and love are steady.Let’s walk this journey together, one whisper at a time.

The Deep is not an abyss. It is a kingdom — and it kept the lights on.Maren and Kael descend into the drowned Reach: the old mainland, six centuries under, held whole and lit hall by hall — the original Vael their world was a copy of. Here breath is currency, memory is collateral, and every door has a toll. Paying their way down costs Kael his voice and years off his life; it costs Maren her memories — and finally her brother's name, which she can no longer hold or hear.At ...

She has spent her whole life silencing the magic in her own throat. The Court that took her mother wants to hear her sing.On a world that has been drowning for six hundred years, Maren has one rule: never let them hear the song in her blood. The Salt Court collars singers like cattle and feeds them to the Choir that keeps the dead gods asleep — and it already took her mother. So when the tithe-ship comes for her island, Maren does the unthinkable to protect a child...

The collar is off. The whole drowned world knows her name.They call her the witch of Vael now — the girl who sang the Salt Court's holy lie backward and lived. Hunted across a sinking coast, Maren shelters among wreckers and runaways, freeing collared throats one raid at a time and learning the word for what she is. Wellmouth. A voice the deep can speak through — the first in six hundred years.Then a smuggled scrap of grey wool reaches her: her mother is al...

The debt comes due at the equinox. The sea has already started collecting.Fifty-seven days. That's what stands between the coast and a 611-year-old bill the founders signed in stolen song — and the price, read at last, is not two throats. It is the tidesong itself, out of every throat alive. Maren has spent her whole war refusing to spend people like coin. Now the only honest way out is to ask 962 free Voiced, one by one, by name, whether to give up the thing that makes them what t...

He held the door until it broke him. She's coming to prove it was never a door at all.The betrayal at the tower saved her life — Maren knows that now, and it changes nothing. Her throat is pinned shut by twelve rings of salt-iron, her rebellion is a remnant on a drowned coast, and the man who did it is still up there, spending what's left of himself on a note that holds nothing. Because that's the proof Maren carries east: since the god came up, the keeping-note keeps no door. The ...

Amidst the vast literature of the Civil War, one of the most significant and enlightening documents remains largely unknown. A day-by-day, uninterrupted, four-year chronicle by a mature, keenly observant clerk in the War Department of the Confederacy, the wartime diary of John Beauchamp Jones was first published in two volumes of small type in 1866. Over the years, the diary was republished three more times—but never with an index or an editorial apparatus to guide a reader through the ext...

Speaking for the Dead is an incisive examination of the highly topical and often controversial issues surrounding the use of human cadavers in scientific research. Fully revised and updated to include recent developments in this area, this new edition incorporates the repeated organ scandals in the UK, body parts scandals in the United States, and the abuses of bodies in China. The book provides new material on neuroimaging, neuroethics and Alzheimer's disease and the major ethical issues ...