Pride & Predujice

Right now I'm in the process of reading the book which inspired one of my most favorite movies!!! Of coure my favorite variation is the one with Keira Knightly in it. She is so AWSOME as Elizabeth. I feel like I'm reading the script so many of the lines where taken directly from the book. Miss Bennet (Elizabeth) is so witty and charming. Mr. Arrogant a.k.a. Mr. Darcy, is such a wonderful hero. So cold and annoyingly haughty when we first meet him, but as we get to know him he turns out to be a true gentleman and we grow to love him. He is so selfless in his dealing with the "Lydia Incident" that makes me like him all the more. I'll check in when I finish the book. But right now, the book in my opinion is as good as if not better than the movie!!!

Prince Caspian (the ultimate review)

Hey bloggers!!!

"Prince Caspian" was subtitle by it's author "The return to Narnia." C. S. Lewis, (in my book) is the greatest christian fiction author of all time. He is wonderful!!! His plots so enjoyable, yet all of them hold deeper than surface meaning. I love his books. Prince Caspian is my favorite in his seven book series. It is such a wonderful story. So fairytaleish and awsome. Of course my favorite character in the book is Caspian. However in the movie, I have to admitt that King Peter (William Moseley) out did himself, both in acting and in deminsion of character. The writers, although they departed somewhat from the book added a speacial place for Peter in our hearts. We can relate to him so much better as the doubting youth than the fierce and loving King of Narnia. Correct me if I'm wrong but so far as I know none of ya'll are kings, (or queens for that matter). Prince Caspian (Ben Barnes) also gives a wonderful preformance. His short lived romance with Queen Susan (Anna Popplewell) is entertaining and lovable. I personally was sad Susan couldn't stay with Caspian forever in Narnia. Knowing (as I've read the Last Battle) that Susan will ultimately never come back I was rather gloomy. Skander Keynes line when he is correcting Miraz as to the userpers calling him "prince" is great he says, "King Edmund, but just King Peter's the High King" that line cracked me up, Ha, Ha, Ha. Mr Keynes, you are a great actor. Georgie Henley, not to be left out shines as Lucy as she did in the first installment of The Chronicles of Narnia. Her character is perfect. Trusting and helpful as the Lucy of the books always was. All in all, this is a movie to add to your permament collection. GO SEE IT!!! It's AWSOME!!!

Exerpt II

Mystery

By Enchanted Etymologist

Prologue-


Eric’s breath came in short rapid gasps. His dark cell was melancholy and dank, his depression rolled over him like a tidal wave. This was not supposed to happen. Whatever happened he wouldn’t give it to them. His resolve strengthened, they couldn’t have it. Bail was a good man. He smiled when he thought of his friend finding the clue he had left him. Yes, he’d be out of this wretched hole soon.

A Good Beginning

“Cait! Over here!” called Carolyn Bail, waving to her friend.
Carolyn, Carol, for short, was a beautiful seventeen-year-old, Golden-blond with a pretty form and sooty-black eyelashes covering her deep jade colored eyes. Carol had just seen Cait, her best friend; at the Collinville Mall (Carol had been friends with Cait ever since Kindergarten).
It was strange to see this bold energetic girl being friends with Cait, a meek, shy girl (though she had no trouble making herself heard with those she knew well) Cait was however quite conscientious of strangers. The mall was full of people. Walking through the press of shoppers was not easy, but Cait finally joined her friend. Cait was lovely; she had a dark brown wavy hair that fell well below her shoulders, twinkling blue eyes and a beautiful creamy completion.
“Hey, great to meet you here busy today isn’t it.” “Yeah,” Carol said. “I thought I might find you here today. Shopping that’s usually the first thing you do after schools over,” She said, rolling her eyes, “Well I just got here but it’s,” she consulted her watch, “Twelve-thirty, want to eat lunch?”
“Fine with me, I’m famished.”

They made their way to the food court, got food, a booth and settled down for a nice chat, “So,” Carol mused, “Where are you thinking about going to College Cait?”

“I don’t know,” Cait replied, a slight frown between her brows, “I have all summer to think about it though,” she said, her frown vanishing. Though both girls were supreme students, Cait was at her strongest in the sciences and had always thought about being a nurse or doctor. “Where are you thinking about going?”

“I’d love to get into Oxford,” Carol said with a fiery passion, “But my Daddy’s got a great school.” Carol’s Dad worked for the County College. “Are you going on a Vacation this summer?”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Cait said, “I’ve decided that I need to stay here to get ready for College in the winter. I can’t believe we’re done with high school. What about you, you going on a vacation?”
“No, I’m staying home with Daddy,” replied Carol. Carol, who had lost her mother at the tender age of seven, to a catastrophic car accident was an intriguing person, and though she was always laughing, she had a serious and mysterious side as well.
“Want to come to my house,” asked Cait, “I’m beat and I want to show you the new dress that I bought.”
“Okay, fine let’s go,” Carol replied.
They left the mall and went to Cait’s house.



“Oh,” said Cait. They were in the living room, and Cait was twirling around in her exquisite new dress. “Oh Carol, just look at it,” she exclaimed, rubbing the fabric between her thumb and forefinger.
“It’s beautiful,” Carol replied, “and I bet Adam will like it too.” Adam was Cait’s “knight in shining armor”, or, to put it more frankly, her boyfriend. Adam was a blonde haired, blue eyed, nineteen year old, who was crazy about Cait they did everything that they could together even down to cleaning the garage. They began dating each other a year ago when they first met. It was a courtship that began as a blind date by Carol. Carol had met Adam at a function for her father’s school and thinking he would be perfect for Kate had introduced them.
“He probably will,” Cait laughed. “He’s taking me out to dinner tonight.”
“Oh,” Carol exclaimed, thinking she’d better not overdo her welcome, “Well, tell him I said hello. I’ve got to go.”
“Want to go to lunch tomorrow?” asked Cait.
“Sure,” Carol answered. “I’ll see you then.”
Carol got into her silver convertible Volkswagen Beetle and went home. She got out of the car, went into her pretty, yellow house and walked straight into the tidy, well-kept kitchen. She got out some steaks, vegetables, and a frying pan and started supper.
Carol’s father was a professor of philosophy at Collinsville College.
“Ding Dong,” it was the doorbell.

“Hey Dad,” Carol said as she saw him on the other side of the door. “Daddy, what’s wrong?” Carol said as her Dad looked at her out of concerned and disquieted eyes.
Professor Bail was tired and pale. “Carol,” he said. “Professor Eric Stanford is missing.”

Memorial Day

Enchanted Etymologist had a wonderful memorial day!!! My family had a "pool party," fajitas and ice cream. Enchanted Etymologist is sooooo tired!!! I stayed up really late last night watching pride and prejudice. The one with Keira Knightly in it. I love that movie. It's so romantic. Anyway...have an AWSOME week!!!

The Miliant Pacifist

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Excerpt

OPERATION

By Enchanted Etymologist

Prologue-

In this dimension there is an elite unit, a division with such heightened senses that the qualities they possess cannot be taught to people without “the gift”, these personas are born. Some call them psychics, some shape-shifters and still others “The Company”. The Company whose sole purpose is to make sure a war never breaks out on the face of this plant again. Stop the battles before they even begin. I call it my job…who I am. I have many talents; I can detect strong auras and fears in human kind and also change my appearance at will. Who am I? I am COI (company officer of intelligence); I have many aliases, can speak many languages and am gifted with an aptitude for marshal arts and technological weaponry as well as armaments, who am I? I am a vastly gifted and highly trained shape changer; my name… is Holly Trueit.



The Beginning
Chapter One




“Holly, I need to talk to you!”

Startled, Holly whirled, and found herself face-to-face with her commanding officer.
“Yes, Commander Xavier sir, what can I do for you sir?” she asked, saluting, and standing at attention with her right hand clasping her left wrist.

At twenty-two Holly Trueit was smart and fit. Having graduated from the base academy at the premature age of nineteen, she had started tutoring her younger colleagues, but Holly Trueit had yet to go on her own first operation. Her assignment, she was sure, would be a mission only she could accomplish. An op that would require both cunning and street smarts. Both of which she had in abundance. If there was one person on base who could get her hands on a pound of C4 in unfamiliar territory and not arouse the suspicion of the surrounding law-enforcement system it was Holly.

This proves just how smart she really was, she knew who to make friends with in order to get the job done quickly and accurately. In their virtual reality ops she had always completed the mission first and most efficiently and many of her teachers were dumbfounded that she had not been given a mission yet. But still others knew the reason she had not been on assignment was personal. Xavier had almost completely raised her and he knew she would be in danger out in the field, although he had trouble showing it he loved her with a depth that was almost frightening. Many times he had protected Holly from dangers she didn’t even know existed.

“We have a problem;” he barked, “I want you in the situation room at 1500 hours. Am I clear?”

“Yes, sir,” she replied, nodding her head once curtly. As the commander stalked off to his office in the eastern quadrant of the base Holly checked her watch, 1400 hours. She had plenty of time to go and check up on her students on the training field.

‡


Holly was one of the most accomplished shape-changers on the force and even she had problems getting warmed up. Hair color, and height were the easiest things to change, but full body transformations were the most difficult and were not attempted until graduation from the academy. Change of sex was impossible. Holly had changed her entire form more times than she could count. She had done her first shape change at the age eighteen and almost gotten expelled until Major Lyrace, the teacher of anthropoticmetamorphology, told the counsel how foolish that would be.

“This is something that is unheard of. Even I didn’t make my first shape change until I was twenty-two, and on this force a shape-changer is rare already. But she… she’s as rare as a telepath or a weaver!”

Being under scrutiny by the whole counsel was not something Holly wanted to repeat. Some of the company with the gift of shape changing had severe reactions to shape shifting; it made them deathly ill. Holly however had none of these negative effects. When she slid from one form to another it felt like the most natural thing in the world.
The training field was a large concrete room full of mirrors, (if you’ve ever been in a maze of mirrors you know what it’s like) in the center of the room there was a large mat on the floor for hand to hand combat. On the left hand wall there were racks with numchuks and samurai swords. There was a steel reinforced door at the opposite end of the room leading to a another concrete room full of automatic, semi-automatic, glocks, 9-millimeters, laser sights, knives and all manner or armory, and advanced espionage technological genius.
Through this room you proceeded to yet a third concrete room with steel reinforced plates inventively called “the target room” whose use is so obviously implied in its name.
Walking up to the cadets who were gathered on the mat Holly faced the her students, “Cadets,” she said, clapping her hands, dropping whatever weapons they held they stood at attention, hands clasped behind them.
“Yes, Professor,” they chanted in unison. There were about six in all, varying in age from seventeen to twenty-five (the average age for a cadet to graduate from the academy).
Holly was the only trainee who had grown up on base. Usually, the parents of the elect would raise them and when they were seventeen or eighteen would send them off to “college” to be trained. But Holly was very different. Once Commander Xavier located her in an orphanage he wasn’t about to leave her care up to the primal humans in whose care she was in. He brought her back to base where she was raised, mostly by him.
“Who would like to spar with me?” Holly challenged, raising an eye-brow. A cocky boy about nine-teen stepped forward, last time she had wrestled him he had won. If there was one of her students that she would like to be partnered with once he graduated it was Marc. He was the only one in her class who showed outstanding promise. Sure, the others were good at what they did too. But, if there was one trainee who really stood out from the rest and who would do very well out in the field, well in her professional opinion, it was Marc. He was dashingly handsome with his longish dark hair and midnight-blue eyes, and had a manner about him which made you want to get to know him at once, along with his gift of telepathy; this was a lethal combination as he could sway your thinking as well. Coming out of her reverie, Holly said, “All right, Marc, you’re on.”
“Don’t worry Holly; I’ll go easy on you” he said, with an arrogant shake of his dark haired mane, and a cocky smile at his companions.
“Ah,” she replied coolly, with an appraising glance, “We’ll just see about that, Marc.”
The curriculum at the academy was a mixture of taekwondo and wrestling and anything else you happened to know that could effectively disarm your opponent. They approached each other, bowed and retreated to their respective sides of the mat. When the fight started it was all Holly could do to block him. He was better than last time and that was saying something. Their limbs were a blur. He took a punch at her head; she ducked and followed up with a high kick. He dodged and kicked her legs out from under her. Holly did a back hand spring, bouncing up and doing a 360, ready to defend herself!
Feeling eyes on the back of her head she whirled to face him, just in time to get a chop across the windpipe. She back-rolled to a standing position and arched her body to avoid his flying punches that came at a speed not known to humankind. She ducked and rolled. Springing up behind him she got him in a headlock, but he was too strong for her. He shook her off and they were circling again like a pair of rambunctious lions, this time she made the first move. She ran forward and ducking beneath his flying hands she delivered a well placed punch to his stomach. He doubled over and she rammed him to the floor, pinning his wrists to the ground with her hands, her knees on his chest. But there is only one rule, in wrestling, never underestimate your opponent, Holly made this fatal mistake. He was getting his second wind and Holly didn’t stand a chance. Just as she thought she had won she was flying backwards, found her hands pinned down with a grip of iron and a heavy weight settled across her chest, a voice just inches from her ear said, “Do yield Holly?” Holly had no breath to reply as it was all being pressed out of her so she settled for nodding her head. Marc climbed up off of her and the drama of the moment was done. He held out his hand and pulled her up. Holly held up her hands in the classic yield sign. This is just what I need to be all bruised up and sweaty before the biggest meeting of my life. She thought sarcastically. Holly took some deep breaths to refill her lungs with precious life giving oxygen.
“Good game,” she choked out, “You’re better than last time. When you graduate I’ll recommend you to fight the commander. That’ll be a fun fight,” she mused, a mischievous plan growing in her mind, “You know he’s never been beaten,” Holly added, with an impertinent grin.

“Thanks, Professor, you’re not to bad yourself,” he said, a twinkle in his eye.

“Oh don’t try to save my feelings a bruising, I was lousy.” Holly said, resignedly.

“No,” he denied, “really private you do have a beautiful high kick, and you are very good I’ve seen you fight, I would never take a challenge of a samurai sword duel with you. You would give Zorro a run for his money. I’m just fantastic in the ring, or outside of it of course,” he added, with an arrogant wink, “If you were ever up against someone off base they would be human and even a shapechanger with no training would win against those weaklings.”

“I suppose,” she said, doubtfully, “Oh I’ve got to go,” Holly screeched, looking at her watch, “Bye.”

Holy ran back to the compound and straight to the situation room. She was late for the biggest meeting of her life and she was very, very sore which impaired her running skills. But she was only five minutes late surely she could just sneak in and sit somewhere in the back. This, however was not to be. Holly opened the door quietly, turning around she closed it without a sound and saw that everyone in that colossal room was staring at her.

Reading List

Lamb, Mary/Charles: Tales from Shakespeare
Bennet, Holly: The Bonemender
Bennet, Holly: The Bonemender’s Oath
The Poisoner’s Blade
Dumas, Alexandre: The Count of Monte Cristo
Stevenson, Robert Louis: Treasure Island
The Metamorphosis
Connell, Richard: The Most Dangerous Games
Jackson, Shirley: The Lottery
Chekhov, Anton: The Kiss
Greene, Graham: The Destructors
Secret Garden
Lewis, C. S.: The Magicians Nephew
Lewis, C. S.: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
Lewis, C. S.: The Horse and his Boy
Lewis, C. S.: Prince Caspian
Lewis, C. S.: The Voyage of the Dawntrader
Lewis, C. S.: The Silver Chair
Lewis, C. S.: The Last Battle
Tolkien, J. R. R.: The Hobbit
Tyers, Kathy: Firebird
Selections from: The Complete Collection of the Brothers Grimm
Selections from: The Complete Collection of Hans Christian Anderson
King Auther and the Knights of the Round Table
The Orange Book
The Blue Book
The Brown Book
The Purple Book
Selections From “1001 Nights”: Author unknown
Patricia: Twice Freed: Christian Historical Fiction
Henderson, Dee: The Negotiator-Christian/Suspense
Henderson, Dee: The Guardian-Christian/Suspense
Henderson, Dee: The Truth-seeker
Henderson, Dee: The Protector: Christian/Romance
Henderson, Dee: The Healer: Christian/Romance
Henderson, Dee: The Rescuer: Christian/Romance
Blackstock, Terri: Private Justice: Christian/Romance
Blackstock, Terri: Word of Honor-Christian/Romance
Novel Crimes-Christian/Romance
Kurland, Lynn: Star of the Morning
Matas, Carol-Nodelman, Perry
Matas, Carol-Nodelman, Perry- Of Two Minds-Psychic
Matas, Carol-Nodelman, Perry Out of Their Minds-Psychic
Matas, Carol-Nodelman, Perry More Minds-Psychic
Matas, Carol-Nodelman, Perry A Meeting of Minds-Psychic
Tingle, Rebecca- The Edge of the Sword: Historical Fiction
Tingle, Rebecca- Fartraveler: Historical Fiction
Dunkle, Clare B- The Hollow Kingdom: Fantasy
Dunkle, Clare B- Close Kin: Fantasy
Dunkle, Clare B- In the Coils of the Snake: Fantasy
Dunkle, Clare B- By these ten bones
Hilgartner, Beth- A Necklace of Fallen Stars: Fantasy
Atwater-Rhodes, Amelia: Hawksong- Fantasy
Atwater-Rhodes, Amelia: Snakecharm-Fantasy
Nadia- Christian Suspense
Best Friends- Christian Romance

Colfer, Eion- Artemis Fowl: Fantasy/Criminal Mastermind
Colfer, Eion- Artemis Fowl: The Arctic Incident: Fantasy/Criminal Mastermind
Colfer, Eion-Artemis Fowl: The Eternity Code: Fantasy/Criminal Mastermind
Colfer, Eion- Artemis Fowl: The Opal Deception: Fantasy/Criminal Mastermind
Colfer, Eion- Artemis Fowl: The Lost Colony: Fantasy/Criminal Mastermind
Colfer, Eion- The Artemis Fowl Files: Fantasy/Criminal Mastermind
*Batson, Wayne Thomas- The Door Within: Christian Fiction (Juvenile)
*Batson, Wayne Thomas- The Rise of the Wyrm Lord: Christian Fiction (Juvenile)
*Batson, Wayne Thomas- The Final Storm: Christian Fantasy (Juvenile)
#Alexander, Lloyd-The Book of Three “Prydain”
Alexander, Lloyd: The Black Cauldron “Prydain”
Alexander, Lloyd: The Castle of Llyr “Prydain”
Alexander, Lloyd: Tara Wanderer “Prydain”
Alexander, Lloyd: The High King “Prydain”
Alexander, Lloyd- The iron Ring
Keene, Carolyn: The Secret of the old Clock
Keen, Carolyn: The Hidden Staircase
Keene, Carolyn: The Bungalow Mystery
Keene, Carolyn: The Secret of Shadow Ranch
Keene, Carolyn: The Clue of the Tapping HeelsKeene, Carolyn: The Haunted Bridge
Keene, Carolyn: The Whispering Statue
Keene, Carolyn: The Message in the Hollow Oak
Keene, Carolyn: The Clue of the Broken Locket
Keene, Carolyn: The Password to Larkspur Lane
Keene, Carolyn: The Sign of the Twisted Candles
Keene, Carolyn: Nancy’s mysterious Letter
Keene, Carolyn: The mystery of Lilac Inn
Keene, Carolyn: The Secret of Red Gate Farm
Keene, Carolyn: The Clue in the Diary
Keene, Carolyn: The Mystery of the Brass-bound Trunk
Keene, Carolyn: The Mystery of the Moss Covered Mansion
Keene, Carolyn: The Quest of the Missing Map
Keene, Carolyn: The Clue in the Jewel Box
Keene, Carolyn: The Secret in the Old Attic
Keene, Carolyn: The Clue in the Crumbling Wall
Keene, Carolyn: The Mystery of the Tolling Bell
Keene, Carolyn: The Clue in the Old Album
Keene, Carolyn: The Ghost of Blackwood Hall
Keene, Carolyn: The Clue in the Leaning Chimney
Keene, Carolyn: The Secret of the Wooden Lady
Keene, Carolyn: The Clue of the Black Keys
Keene, Carolyn: The Clue of the Velvet Mask
Keene, Carolyn: The Scarlet Slipper Mystery
Keene, Carolyn: The Witch Tree Symbol
Keene, Carolyn: The Hidden Window Mystery
Keene, Carolyn: The Haunted Showboat
Keene, Carolyn: The Secret of the Golden Pavilion
Keene, Carolyn: The Mystery of the Fire Dragon
Keene, Carolyn: The Moonstone Castle Mystery
Keene, Carolyn: The Clue of the Whistling Bagpipes
Keene, Carolyn: The Phantom of Pine Hill
Keene, Carolyn: The Mystery of the 99 Steps
Keene, Carolyn: The Spider Sapphire Mystery
Keene, Carolyn: The Invisible Intruder
Keene, Carolyn: The Mysterious Mannequin
Keene, Carolyn: The Crooked Banister
Keene, Carolyn: The Secret of Mirror Bay
Keene, Carolyn: The Double Jinx Mystery
Keene, Carolyn: Mystery of the Glowing Eye
Keene, Carolyn: The Secret of the Forgotten City
Keene, Carolyn: The Sky Phantom
Keene, Carolyn: Mystery of Crocodile Island
Keene, Carolyn: The Thirteenth Pearl
Sheldon, Ann: The Secret of Ranch Del Sol
Sheldon, Ann: The Palomino Mystery
#Hardy Boys: Mystery
*Paolini, Christopher- Eragon: Fantasy
*Paolini, Christopher- Eldest: Fantasy
#Funke, Cornelia Caroline- Dragon Rider: Fantasy
Funke, Cornelia Caroline: Thief Lord: Fantasy/ Criminal/ Mystery
Funke, Cornelia Caroline: Inkheart: Fantasy
Funke, Cornelia Caroline- Inkspell: Fantasy
Alexander, Lloyd- The Rope Trick: Fiction
McKinley, Robin- Beauty: Fairy Tale Adaptation
McKinley, Robin- Rose Daughter: Fairy Tale Adaptation
Viguié, Debbie. Midnight Pearls: Fairy Tale Adaptation
Viguié, Debbie – Scarlet Moon
Weyn, Suzanne- Night Dance: Fairy Tale Adaptation
Weyn, Suzanne- Water Song: Fairy Tale Adaptation
Dokey, Cameron- Before Midnight: Fairy Tale Adaptation
Dokey, Cameron- Beauty Sleep: Fairy Tale Adaptation
Dokey, Cameron- The Storytellers Daughter: Fairy Tale Adaptation
Dokey, Cameron- Golden: Fairy Tale Adaptation
Rowling, J. K. - Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone: Fantasy
Rowling, J.K. - Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets: Fantasy
Rowling, J. K. - Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban: Fantasy
Rowling, J. K. - Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire: Fantasy
Rowling, J. K. - Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix: Fantasy
Rowling, J. K. - Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince: Fantasy
Rowling, J. K. - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows: Fantasy
Collins, Suzanne- Gregor the overlander: War/ Fantasy
Collins, Suzanne- Gregor and the Prophecy of Bane: War/ Fantasy
Collins, Suzanne- Gregor and the Curse of the Warmbloods: Fantasy
Collins, Suzanne- Gregor and the Marks of Secret: War/ Fantasy
Collins, Suzanne- Gregor and the Code of Claw: War/ Fantasy
Cleopatra: Daughter of the Nile/ Historical Fiction
Anastasia: The Last Duchess
The Story of the World: History
The Brides of the Empire-Historical Christian Romance
The California Chances-Historical Christian Romance
The Kentucky Chances-Historical Christian Romance
The English Garden Sequence-Christian Romance
Once Upon a Time: Christian Romance
Reunited: Christian Fiction
Hope-Western Romance
Faith-Western Romance
June-Western Romance
Ruth-Western Romance
Glory-Western Romance
Singer
*Roberts, Katharine: Spellfall
Hanley, Victoria- The Seer and the Sword
Hanley, Victoria- Healer’s Keep
Alcott, Louise- Eight Cousins
Alcott, Louise- Rose in Bloom
Johnson, Louis Walfrid- The Invisible Friend
They Loved to Laugh
Alcott, Louisa: Eight Cousins
Alcott, Louisa: Rose in Bloom
Henry, M.: Born to Ride
Henry, M: Justin Morgan Had a Horse
Henry, M: Misty of Chincoteague
Henry, M: Stormy Misty’s Foal
Henry, M: Misty’s Twilight
Henry, M: Sunshine of Sawdust Valley
Black Beauty
Beorn the Proud

Cooper, Susan- Over Sea, Under Stone: Fantasy
Cooper, Susan- The Dark is Rising: Fantasy
Cooper, Susan- Greenwich: Fantasy
Cooper, Susan- The Grey King: FantasyHomer- The Iliad and the Odyssey