This is a rollicking romp about employees in the Sleep Tite Pajama Factory who are about to strike for a 7½ cent raise. Wisecracking dialogue and dry wit abound. 7½ Cents was adapted by Richard Bissell and George Abbott for the Broadway musical success The Pajama Game.

It is a sport of balletic beauty and extraordinary violence - where else are you allowed to strangle an opponent unconscious?When Mark Law joined his local judo club he found himself able to observe at close quarters the sport practised at its highest level, as figures, grappled, whirled and flew through the air. His journey into judo then took him to Osaka, Japan, for the World Championships and to Athens for the Olympics. He explored the sport's origins in seventeenth-century Samurai culture and met some of the most single-minded and self-denying competitors of all time.Funny, alarming and mesmerising, The Pyjama Game is one of the best sports books of recent years.'This is damn fine stuff, and will entertain and enlighten an audience far beyond the confines of the dojo' Daily Telegraph'It's lively, it's witty and, above all, so persuasively enthusiastic you'll find yourself feeling an intense urge to try it for yourself' Mail on Sunday

A riotous story about an Indiana author who packs up his family and moves 900 miles (by car in a heat wave with four children) to take up residence in Connecticut where he will commute to New York City to work with the team who will transform his book into a musical comedy.

Everyone is excited to stay up all night at the pajama party. But after pizza, movies, dancing, and ghost stories, it's hard to stay awake!

"My name is Glitter Poop and I'm here to show you in nine secret steps how to be a UNICORN. Warning: It's not always easy being a unicorn. Unicorns are special and totally uni-que. We have crazy names, know how to stand out in a herd, love to ask questions, and always search for the bright side. Most importantly, we make our own magic!"--

When Moxie Brecker chose her kicky nickname back in college, it suited her perfectly. But now she feels it's one big misnomer. After graduation, she set out to command her own seventh-grade science class and was stunned to find the job too challenging. She didn't have the energy necessary to get a roomful of pre-teens excited about atoms, and she never felt like herself, so she handed in her chalk and lesson plans. Stumped about where to turn next, she followed the advice of her best friend Gerard and took a job folding underthings at the chain lingerie store in the mall. She's got plenty at home to distract her, including her neighbor, Steven Tyler (no, not that Stephen Tyler) and the kindly septuagenarian Joe, who runs the joke shop downstairs, but she spends her days languishing in the store. Though she feels tired and just out of it physically, she still gets bored steaming peignoir sets, protecting the thong table from shoplifters, and readjusting bras straps for hours on end. Maybe that's why, when a handsome guy named Allan starts hanging around the store for little chats, Moxie sees hope on the horizon. Maybe, just maybe, her employee discount won't go to waste for much longer…