Tam LinPenguin, 3 aug 2006 - 480 pagina's In the ancient Scottish ballad "Tam Lin," headstrong Janet defies Tam Lin to walk in her own land of Carterhaugh . . . and then must battle the Queen of Faery for possession of her lover’s body and soul. In this version of "Tam Lin," masterfully crafted by Pamela Dean, Janet is a college student, "Carterhaugh" is Carter Hall at the university where her father teaches, and Tam Lin is a boy named Thomas Lane. Set against the backdrop of the early 1970s, imbued with wit, poetry, romance, and magic, Tam Lin has become a cult classic—and once you begin reading, you’ll know why. This reissue features an updated introduction by the book’s original editor, the acclaimed Terri Windling. |
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... What was her name, for heaven's sake. Irma? Norma? Nora, all right. “What can I expect from the ghost?” Janet asked her. If they were having fun, you might as well let them have it. “Not much,” said Nora. “She throws books out the ...
... What was her name, for heaven's sake. Irma? Norma? Nora, all right. “What can I expect from the ghost?” Janet asked her. If they were having fun, you might as well let them have it. “Not much,” said Nora. “She throws books out the ...
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... what subject one had to reflect on. “What are you majoring in?” she asked Molly. “Biology,” said Molly. “So am I,” said Christina, as if she were reconsidering it. “Premed?” “God, no,” said Molly. “I want to study tidepools.” “I'm ...
... what subject one had to reflect on. “What are you majoring in?” she asked Molly. “Biology,” said Molly. “So am I,” said Christina, as if she were reconsidering it. “Premed?” “God, no,” said Molly. “I want to study tidepools.” “I'm ...
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... what will you do after that?” “Go to graduate school and read some more.” Christina sighed. Janet relented. “I guess I ... What's that?” said Christina. “My teddy bear,” said Molly, rolling onto the bottom bunk Christina had made up and ...
... what will you do after that?” “Go to graduate school and read some more.” Christina sighed. Janet relented. “I guess I ... What's that?” said Christina. “My teddy bear,” said Molly, rolling onto the bottom bunk Christina had made up and ...
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... What you ought to do,” said Peg, “is put up a notice on the bulletin board in one of the new dorms with the tiny ... What's Skeat?” said Molly “It's the standard Chaucer text,” said Janet. “Why is that funny?” “It's the same size as the.
... What you ought to do,” said Peg, “is put up a notice on the bulletin board in one of the new dorms with the tiny ... What's Skeat?” said Molly “It's the standard Chaucer text,” said Janet. “Why is that funny?” “It's the same size as the.
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... What?” “That's what I say, too,” said Christina. Janet filled them in on the campus folklore about the old bookcases; they were polite but puzzled. “Tell you what,” said Molly, delving about in Janet's sealing wax and trying to fit the ...
... What?” “That's what I say, too,” said Christina. Janet filled them in on the campus folklore about the old bookcases; they were polite but puzzled. “Tell you what,” said Molly, delving about in Janet's sealing wax and trying to fit the ...
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