Moving, fragile, and intimate, Alix s Journal is a unique testament to a great artist, lost before her time.

Are you worried about how to get your research project started and how to keep it on track? Do you wish you had help in gathering your thoughts and developing your ideas? This brilliant book is a great guide for students undertaking their first piece of independent research. Regular critical reflection is an invaluable tool for helping you gain new insights, deal with practical issues as they arise and develop your understanding. This book gets you started in the habit of using a research journal. Offering a systematic but flexible framework, the book enables you to: • reflect at a deeper level about all aspects of your research; • develop your arguments and ideas; • process each part of your research project or dissertation; • consider and confront challenges you may face in your project. Including key definitions, top tips and helpful exercises, the book will be invaluable to any student undertaking independent research across the social sciences.

Professor Andy Stanard finds Dr. Alex Collinge bludgeoned to death in a campus stairwell. Tongues had been wagging at Chesapeake Bay University about Collinge for a while. Hed ditched Astrid, his wife of over twenty years, and moved in with a young sociology professor, Sheila. He then dumped Sheila and their infant son to hook up with a lithe yoga instructor. Suspicion immediately falls on Collinges abandoned family. Astrid is the beneficiary of his substantial life insurance policy, and before their marriage imploded, she started a heated affair with a Nordic biology professor. Collinges two sons are also suspects, though. Markus had a vicious argument with his father the day before his death, and his younger brother, Matthias, quarreled with his father only minutes before he was killed. When a bloody pipe is found concealed in Astrids office, Matthias and his mom are charged with murder. However, Professor Stanard doesnt believe the case is closed, as other peopleeven at the universityhad motive, too. He uncovers a link between Collinges death and the murder of a naval officer the year before. He quickly tumbles down a twisted trail into the dark secret of a vicious killer.

Im on the road again in my car. I think Ive been here before it looks familiar to me. The ocean looks different when the moon hits it at night. Even the road looks longer from the shine. The same mountains and curves, nothing has changed since I last came out this way. Somehow I feel this trip is different though like it has a reason for my coming. Im in the driveway now. Lots of cars are here. The house is the same as always. Im looking up at the window no one is there as usual. I put my key in the door and open it as I walk inside. It seems like I should know Im home but this isnt my house. Its always the same feeling and I tell myself maybe tonight will be different. I reach the stairs and there he is waiting for me. His hand is outstretched but I wont take it I cant breathe. I have to leave. Im in my car now and driving away fast. Hes in the window now looking at me as I drive away. I can see you standing there in the distance, I know youre there. I can hear your voice, I know youre near me. You are just the way I imagined you too be. ***I have had this dream since I was 13 years old ***

For decades, centuries even, when people thought of spirituality, they thought only of religion. I aim to stretch the tent of spirituality in this e-book to include secular experience. My particular approach to secular spirituality is through the medium of film. Characters in the 43 films I discuss come to spirituality without religion. In some of these films, religion nibbles at the edges of events, as when, in the Brazilian film Central Station, Dora, the cynical letter writer, leaves hard-bitten Rio with a boy she hopes to return to his father and finds herself surrounded by evangelicals, shrines, and churches. She does not have any kind of religious conversion, but there is no denying that the piety of the countryside softened her and escorted her into spirituality. Now and then I quote assorted Buddhists, Muslims, Christians and Jews, but usually only when their remarks throw light on secular matters. I have avoided relying on muddled mystics who write about the Great Turning Cosmic Oneness of Everything. I dont know what they are talking about.

The essays in this volume investigate maternity and the figure of the mother in French literature from France, Switzerland, Quebec and Africa, from the seventeenth century to the present. Drawing on cultural history, psychoanalysis, and feminist theory, as well as more traditional methods, they present maternity as a source of frustration and of joy, mothers as repressed and revered, daughters as wounded and loving, sons as domineering and dependent. Indeed, few things are simple where mothers — and especially where writing about mothers — are concerned.