Paul Darrow's career has encompassed theatre, television and film. Populated by familiar names and productions, 'You're Him, Aren't You?' is Paul's own story of his life and career.

A woman longs to be loved. So when there is a lack of connection with her husband, the hurt can run deep. With encouraging examples from her marriage and those of women surveyed, author and speaker Julie Clinton models how readers can start important conversations with their husbands and express their deepest thoughts about topics of faith, life and love, including: Hurts: How he distances her emotionally or physically Sex: What she likes, dislikes, and desires for sexual and nonsexual touch The Past: Secrets, prior sexual relationships, abortion, abuse, shame God: Her needs for spiritual leadership, prayer, and spiritual intimacy Dreams: Her hopes and her desire for mutual goals These intimacy solutions will spark reconnection in a marriage and will remind couples of their deep affection for one another and the strength and beauty of a relationship that is based on truth, acceptance, and forgiveness.

From the Introduction: This book is research-based—and what the research shows is this: The real problem isn't dating, or men. The problem is that during the early stages of dating, women unknowingly make one or more fundamental mistakes that hinder their ability to date successfully and find the man of their dreams. This book will identify each of these Top 10 mistakes, and show you how to fix them. With Dr. Christie Hartman as your guide, you'll learn how to put this groundbreaking research to work for you. You'll learn that you, as a woman: Have the advantage over men in the dating world Should make the first move with men—not wait for them to act Can detect if a guy is truly interested in you, even before you go out with him Anyone can tell you to avoid sex on the first date, or to wear a skirt, or to flirt a lot. This book gives you what you really need: the research-based strategies you need to make dating work for you—and find the happiness you deserve!

From the New York Times bestselling author Kristin Hannah comes a powerful novel of love, loss, and the magic of friendship. . . . now a #1 Netflix series! In the turbulent summer of 1974, Kate Mularkey has accepted her place at the bottom of the eighth-grade social food chain. Then, to her amazement, the "coolest girl in the world" moves in across the street and wants to be her friend. Tully Hart seems to have it all—beauty, brains, ambition. On the surface they are as opposite as two people can be: Kate, doomed to be forever uncool, with a loving family who mortifies her at every turn. Tully, steeped in glamour and mystery, but with a secret that is destroying her. They make a pact to be best friends forever; by summer's end they've become TullyandKate. Inseparable. So begins Kristin Hannah's magnificent new novel. Spanning more than three decades and playing out across the ever-changing face of the Pacific Northwest, Firefly Lane is the poignant, powerful story of two women and the friendship that becomes the bulkhead of their lives. From the beginning, Tully is desperate to prove her worth to the world. Abandoned by her mother at an early age, she longs to be loved unconditionally. In the glittering, big-hair era of the eighties, she looks to men to fill the void in her soul. But in the buttoned-down nineties, it is television news that captivates her. She will follow her own blind ambition to New York and around the globe, finding fame and success . . . and loneliness. Kate knows early on that her life will be nothing special. Throughout college, she pretends to be driven by a need for success, but all she really wants is to fall in love and have children and live an ordinary life. In her own quiet way, Kate is as driven as Tully. What she doesn't know is how being a wife and mother will change her . . . how she'll lose sight of who she once was, and what she once wanted. And how much she'll envy her famous best friend. . . . For thirty years, Tully and Kate buoy each other through life, weathering the storms of friendship—jealousy, anger, hurt, resentment. They think they've survived it all until a single act of betrayal tears them apart . . . and puts their courage and friendship to the ultimate test. Firefly Lane is for anyone who ever drank Boone's Farm apple wine while listening to Abba or Fleetwood Mac. More than a coming-of-age novel, it's the story of a generation of women who were both blessed and cursed by choices. It's about promises and secrets and betrayals. And ultimately, about the one person who really, truly knows you—and knows what has the power to hurt you . . . and heal you. Firefly Lane is a story you'll never forget . . . one you'll want to pass on to your best friend.

Maggie Bowers thinks she knows what to expect her junior year of high school, but when she and her out-of-the-closet best friend Nash have feelings for the same boy she wonders if winning someone's heart means losing her soul mate.

In this no-nonsense guide to improving your love life, celebrated relationship therapist Dr. Laura Berman helps women who are looking to break up with bad relationship patterns. Berman offers sage advice, touching personal stories, and the psychological evaluation you need to achieve long-lasting romance and sexual satisfaction. It's Not Him, It's You! is perfect for any woman who wants to take control of her love life and create the relationship she deserves. This book is ideal for single women having trouble finding love, as well as women already in relationships with challenges to overcome. Berman gives her reader the tools for everlasting love by identifying their damaging thought patterns, overcoming self-blame and lack of confidence, and acknowledging bad relationship choices so they're never repeated. Whether you’re looking to rejuvenate your marriage or embark on the love journey of a lifetime It’s Not Him, It’s You empowers women not wait for a man to fix things, but to be the change they want to see in their relationships.

Wuthering Heights is the name of Mr. HeathcliffÕs dwelling. ÔWutheringÕ being a significant provincial adjective, descriptive of the atmospheric tumult to which its station is exposed in stormy weather. Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up there at all times, indeed: one may guess the power of the north wind blowing over the edge, by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the end of the house; and by a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the sun. Happily, the architect had foresight to build it strong: the narrow windows are deeply set in the wall, and the corners defended with large jutting stones. Before passing the threshold, I paused to admire a quantity of grotesque carving lavished over the front, and especially about the principal door; above which, among a wilderness of crumbling griffins and shameless little boys, I detected the date Ô1500,Õ and the name ÔHareton Earnshaw.Õ I would have made a few comments, and requested a short history of the place from the surly owner; but his attitude at the door appeared to demand my speedy entrance, or complete departure, and I had no desire to aggravate his impatience previous to inspecting the penetralium. One stop brought us into the family sitting-room, without any introductory lobby or passage: they call it here Ôthe houseÕ pre-eminently. It includes kitchen and parlour, generally; but I believe at Wuthering Heights the kitchen is forced to retreat altogether into another quarter: at least I distinguished a chatter of tongues, and a clatter of culinary utensils, deep within; and I observed no signs of roasting, boiling, or baking, about the huge fireplace; nor any glitter of copper saucepans and tin cullenders on the walls. One end, indeed, reflected splendidly both light and heat from ranks of immense pewter dishes, interspersed with silver jugs and tankards, towering row after row, on a vast oak dresser, to the very roof. The latter had never been under-drawn: its entire anatomy lay bare to an inquiring eye, except where a frame of wood laden with oatcakes and clusters of legs of beef, mutton, and ham, concealed it. Above the chimney were sundry villainous old guns, and a couple of horse-pistols: and, by way of ornament, three gaudily-painted canisters disposed along its ledge. The floor was of smooth, white stone; the chairs, high-backed, primitive structures, painted green: one or two heavy black ones lurking in the shade. In an arch under the dresser reposed a huge, liver-coloured bitch pointer, surrounded by a swarm of squealing puppies; and other dogs haunted other recesses.