The Sugar Sammy of Literature, by Linda Leith
Amused, this morning, to see my reference to the Sugar Sammy of Literature has made the headlines.
The site has been down, owing to server overload. Some of that is the
traffic generated since the four pieces I posted yesterday, but most of it has
nothing to do with this site but with another dealing with UFOs and
nuclear weapons.
My webmaster suggests that as a way of increasing traffic, and I guess it would be.
In the meantime, knowing the content my visitors -- from 50
countries, 33% from the U.S., 21% from Canada, and all you others from across the planet -- and I are
interested in, he is looking into an alternative server.
There have also been issues for those of you registering on my site
and wishing to comment on the posts. More to follow on that.
In the meantime, you can still, if you wish, comment on Facebook, on LinkedIn, and on Twitter @lindaleith.
I apologize for the disruption and thank you for your patience.
Linda Leith
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Amused, this morning, to see my reference to the Sugar Sammy of Literature has made the headlines.
Philosophy, politics—and a lot of sex. Michael Mirolla's new book, Torp (just published by LLP), is an erotic novel about a young married couple and their friend Torp set in Vancouver in 1970.
The assumption in “One Night at the Risiera” that the Risiera killed mainly Jews and the silence about the other victims may just be examples of Morris’s fabled carelessness and the ignorance of her reviewers, in homage to her lyrical cluelessness.
So, do you believe me, or the great Jan Morris? Do you trust me or the woman who says that Toronto is on Lake Superior, that there is a great hatter on a street in Toronto called Spandia, and that Yonge Street runs all the way to the “prairie farmlands”?
by Guy Tiphane
A visit to schools supported by Child Aid, an organization that sets up school libraries and reading programs in poor areas of Guatemala.