Arts & Humanities - 22 June 2007

2007-06-22 18:27:09 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous in Books & Authors

I heard some guy got a hold of one of the copies of the book before it was released. Do you know where I can view this?

2007-06-22 18:26:52 · 4 answers · asked by Ms. Witaker 3 in Books & Authors

iam almost i16 andi want to meet them on my 16 b_day

2007-06-22 18:26:47 · 3 answers · asked by jackie m 1 in Theater & Acting

2007-06-22 18:25:47 · 10 answers · asked by Wulfie 1 in Philosophy

2007-06-22 18:24:05 · 20 answers · asked by Wulfie 1 in Philosophy

Rural Dorset is an area of scenic beauty and contrast, criss-crossed by the pretty River Stour and bordered on both sides by Areas of Outstanding Natural Beauty.
Along the Wiltshire borders lie the rolling downlands of the Cranborne Chase, formerly a royal hunting ground and now a designated Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty, offering high chalkland views, many wild flowers, birds and butterflies.
To the east and the Hampshire borders, heathlands meet the meandering Avon Valley, which forms a delightful natural boundary with the neighbouring New Forest and its woodland and ponies. Holt Heath, a National Nature Reserve, is home to rare and unusual flora and fauna such as the shy Sand Lizard and diminutive Dartford Warbler.
Across the River Stour lies the gentle clay vale and dairying country of the Blackmore Vale, much beloved of Thomas Hardy, with its patchwork fields and hidden hamlets. Beyond, and stretching right over to the coast in the far west of the county, lies the open country of the Dorset Downs, Area of Outstnding Natural Beauty.
The serene and picturesque valleys of the Rivers Stour, Allen and Crane with their tranquil water meadows and lush vegetation are particularly rich in wildlife and make the perfect setting for an afternoon stroll or leisurely ride.

2007-06-22 18:19:31 · 2 answers · asked by loveandpeace 1 in Poetry

I love writing books and I don't just want to write it about the ordinary things all books are about. I want it to be diffrent and exciting that it attracts all types of people.

2007-06-22 18:18:46 · 11 answers · asked by Anonymous in Books & Authors

Who was responsible for planting the seed of passion in you?

2007-06-22 18:16:19 · 7 answers · asked by Dr. G™ 5 in Other - Arts & Humanities

2007-06-22 18:15:13 · 52 answers · asked by enki 4 in Philosophy

Why did Christopher Columbus set out on his voyage in the first place?
1st person to answer correctly gets Best Answer!

2007-06-22 18:12:24 · 9 answers · asked by Pace 5 in History

2007-06-22 18:11:08 · 14 answers · asked by Lost. at. Sea. 7 in Philosophy

i saw dawn of the dead and it was awesome!!

2007-06-22 18:09:01 · 18 answers · asked by Minsky 2 in Philosophy

i have over 100 poems about teen depression,love.sex,hurt and wishes should i make a book or what..i am 15 years old and i also need some help about how to get a publiser and stuff...thankx

2007-06-22 18:08:31 · 3 answers · asked by Britt o 1 in Books & Authors

I am guessing digital photo prints have standard formats because it's cost effective (5x7, 8x10, 8x12, 11x14). But which format is closet in dimensions so that it most closely imitates the dimensions of your LCD screen, so what you see is basically what you get, assuming you don't do cropping? Also, can you create odd-sized print dimensions?

2007-06-22 18:08:23 · 2 answers · asked by holacarinados 4 in Photography

I think some would call it Lad Lit, since it's heavily influenced by the style popularized by Nick Hornby. Still, the fad of Lad Lit (at least in terms of a definition) seems to have come and gone. Will it work better under generic Commercial Fiction?

2007-06-22 18:03:25 · 1 answers · asked by bigmikechen 2 in Books & Authors

2007-06-22 18:00:47 · 13 answers · asked by Mayra 2 in Poetry

1 - A Face on Which Time Makes but Little Impression

A Saturday afternoon in November was approaching the time of twilight, and the vast tract of unenclosed wild known as Egdon Heath embrowned itself moment by moment. Overhead the hollow stretch of whitish cloud shutting out the sky was as a tent which had the whole heath for its floor.

The heaven being spread with this pallid screen and the earth with the darkest vegetation, their meeting-line at the horizon was clearly marked. In such contrast the heath wore the appearance of an instalment of night which had taken up its place before its astronomical hour was come: darkness had to a great extent arrived hereon, while day stood distinct in the sky. Looking upwards, a furze-cutter would have been inclined to continue work; looking down, he would have decided to finish his ****** and go home. The distant rims of the world and of the firmament seemed to be a division in time no less than a division in matter. The face of the heath by its mere complexion added half an hour to evening; it could in like manner retard the dawn, sadden noon, anticipate the frowning of storms scarcely generated, and intensify the opacity of a moonless midnight to a cause of shaking and dread.

2007-06-22 18:00:42 · 1 answers · asked by loveandpeace 1 in Poetry

Some people say that he's ugly. Some people say he's cruel.

What do you know about him???

2007-06-22 18:00:10 · 9 answers · asked by Ms Ghost 6 in History

I've never found anyone who can answer this question. A long time ago, there was a special on PBS that had a segment on the making of their 1971 Tri-Colored I.D. logo. It showed the original animation team trading ideas for the graphics. The ideas were shown in cartoon, with the artists' voices in the background. "The 'P' is backwards. Better turn it around." "No, if you turn it around, the face will poke right against the 'B.'

2007-06-22 17:59:59 · 1 answers · asked by Anonymous in Drawing & Illustration

If this novel is well written could it find an audience? It's part reality/part fantasy, for a good reason. A boy is taken from his adopted family and goes to live with his real mother and grandparents even though he never met them (separated at birth). Since he doesn't find reality comprehensible, and he's confused, events in his neighborhood seem real but always have a magical element-- since he has to fill in the parts he doesn't understand. One chapter: his hero is a high school student--the state champion high jumper. When the friend gets a beating by his father, the narrator gets upset and hits the father with a rock. The friend runs away. The neighborhood is worried, thinking the boy is missing. They search for him until the narrator sees his hero standing on a roof. He smiles & jumps. Instead of falling, he starts flying. The boy points to the sky. Everybody else sees him flying too. Why not? He's the high jump champ! P.S. The first chapter was publlished in a magazine.

2007-06-22 17:59:16 · 1 answers · asked by holacarinados 4 in Books & Authors

1 - A Face on Which Time Makes but Little Impression

A Saturday afternoon in November was approaching the time of twilight, and the vast tract of unenclosed wild known as Egdon Heath embrowned itself moment by moment. Overhead the hollow stretch of whitish cloud shutting out the sky was as a tent which had the whole heath for its floor.

The heaven being spread with this pallid screen and the earth with the darkest vegetation, their meeting-line at the horizon was clearly marked. In such contrast the heath wore the appearance of an instalment of night which had taken up its place before its astronomical hour was come: darkness had to a great extent arrived hereon, while day stood distinct in the sky. Looking upwards, a furze-cutter would have been inclined to continue work; looking down, he would have decided to finish his ****** and go home. The distant rims of the world and of the firmament seemed to be a division in time no less than a division in matter. The face of the heath by its mere complexion added half an hour to evening; it could in like manner retard the dawn, sadden noon, anticipate the frowning of storms scarcely generated, and intensify the opacity of a moonless midnight to a cause of shaking and dread.

2007-06-22 17:56:52 · 2 answers · asked by loveandpeace 1 in Poetry

1 - A Face on Which Time Makes but Little Impression

A Saturday afternoon in November was approaching the time of twilight, and the vast tract of unenclosed wild known as Egdon Heath embrowned itself moment by moment. Overhead the hollow stretch of whitish cloud shutting out the sky was as a tent which had the whole heath for its floor.

The heaven being spread with this pallid screen and the earth with the darkest vegetation, their meeting-line at the horizon was clearly marked. In such contrast the heath wore the appearance of an instalment of night which had taken up its place before its astronomical hour was come: darkness had to a great extent arrived hereon, while day stood distinct in the sky. Looking upwards, a furze-cutter would have been inclined to continue work; looking down, he would have decided to finish his ****** and go home. The distant rims of the world and of the firmament seemed to be a division in time no less than a division in matter. The face of the heath by its mere complexion added half an hour to evening; it could in like manner retard the dawn, sadden noon, anticipate the frowning of storms scarcely generated, and intensify the opacity of a moonless midnight to a cause of shaking and dread.

2007-06-22 17:55:58 · 3 answers · asked by loveandpeace 1 in Poetry

2007-06-22 17:52:19 · 19 answers · asked by x 2 in Philosophy

1 - A Face on Which Time Makes but Little Impression

A Saturday afternoon in November was approaching the time of twilight, and the vast tract of unenclosed wild known as Egdon Heath embrowned itself moment by moment. Overhead the hollow stretch of whitish cloud shutting out the sky was as a tent which had the whole heath for its floor.

The heaven being spread with this pallid screen and the earth with the darkest vegetation, their meeting-line at the horizon was clearly marked. In such contrast the heath wore the appearance of an instalment of night which had taken up its place before its astronomical hour was come: darkness had to a great extent arrived hereon, while day stood distinct in the sky. Looking upwards, a furze-cutter would have been inclined to continue work; looking down, he would have decided to finish his ****** and go home. The distant rims of the world and of the firmament seemed to be a division in time no less than a division in matter. The face of the heath by its mere complexion added half an hour to evening; it could in like manner retard the dawn, sadden noon, anticipate the frowning of storms scarcely generated, and intensify the opacity of a moonless midnight to a cause of shaking and dread.

2007-06-22 17:50:28 · 3 answers · asked by MM 1 in Poetry

2007-06-22 17:48:25 · 6 answers · asked by x 2 in Philosophy

Hello school is comeing soon and i need a good book to read i think i might read pride and prejudice but i dont know what its age group is and if i could read it in school cause i go to a private christian school iam going ibto 7th grade soo is it ok to read? Thank you sooo much! :)

2007-06-22 17:46:56 · 8 answers · asked by Anonymous in Books & Authors

I have a piece of pottery that is Sascha Brastoff # 021, does anyone know if it could be worth anything?

2007-06-22 17:42:56 · 1 answers · asked by Melanie N 2 in Poetry

2007-06-22 17:35:29 · 8 answers · asked by socratus 2 in Philosophy

I want a place that doesnt take me 239075 hrs to dowload bc i have dialup:( soooo if neone could help??? THANX!!

:)

2007-06-22 17:27:08 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous in Photography

Can i download it or buy it/ Should i use lime wire?

2007-06-22 17:26:00 · 4 answers · asked by monkey 2 in Theater & Acting