In Jane Austen’s first published novel, two sisters with very different temperaments experience similar situations: powerful romances followed by devastating heartbreak. The reserved Elinor, whose sense bars her from outwardly expressing her desires, and the passionate Marianne, whose sensibility drives her to wear her heart on the sleeve of her gown, respond to challenges and navigate the nuances of relationships quite dissimilarly, prompting a fascinating exploration of the ways in which a person’s personality shapes their success and social outcomes.… Continue reading
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In the medieval city of Hagenburg, Germany, the ruling class of Bishops and clerics unearths a plan to build an enormous Cathedral unlike any in the region. Lofty and awe-inspiring, the Cathedral will rise above the city as a testament to the glory of God and the might of the noble men who sponsor it.… Continue reading
Klara is an AF (“Artificial Friend”) who sits in a store and eagerly awaits the arrival of the child who will choose to take her home. Because she has emotional intelligence that most AFs lack, Klara loves being placed in the store’s front window and getting a detailed look at all the human interactions that are taking place outside.… Continue reading
In the far north of Sweden, a pastor named Laestadius and his protégé, an orphan Sami boy named Jussi, track a vicious predator who has been attacking farm maids. While the assailant is identified as a killer bear by law enforcement, the pastor’s extensive knowledge of botany and superior forensic skills lead him to suspect otherwise.… Continue reading
In postwar England, an upstanding English butler embarks on a road trip through the English countryside—his first vacation in decades. While this butler, whom we come to know as “Mr. Stevens,” initially reflects upon his many years of service to the great Lord Darlington with confidence and satisfaction, inklings of doubt and shame creep into his conscience as he moves from town to town.… Continue reading