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sams-saved-posts · 1 year ago
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i just finished reading Mr. Rowl and MY GOD I am in love with D.K. Broster's writing. Anyone who's read The Flight of the Heron or enjoyed historical fiction NEEDS to check out my dearest Mr. Rowl, cross-dressing Honour-is-his-middle-name in-need-of-a-father-figure French prisoner-of-war boy in 1813.
Sadly not as much implied queer romance as The Flight of the Heron but a sailor does try to kiss our boy dressed as a woman.
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xserpx · 3 years ago
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Presently the young laird came in. He was wearing the kilt to-day, and for the first time Keith Windham thought that there was something to be said for that article of attire—at least on a man of his proportions.
— The Flight of the Heron by D. K. Broster
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catkin-morgs-kookaburralover · 2 years ago
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maybe, like ardroy, sheba also leaves family behind to do what he thinks is right
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lacnunga · 3 years ago
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On a better note I think I'm improving with drawing hands
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nerd-hobbit · 2 years ago
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Well, just finished The Flight of the Heron by DK Broster. Did not expect it to hurt that much🥲 thank you tumblr for once again the recommendation 😅
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sea-changed · 4 years ago
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the fourth quarter of 2020 in books
85. Weapons of Math Destruction: How Big Data Increases Inequality and Threatens Democracy, Cathy O’Neil 86. Remarkable Creatures, Tracy Chevalier 87. Possession, AS Byatt 88. Dragonwyck, Anya Seton [alas, not even enjoyably bad. at least we’ll always have the movie!] 89. Zora and Langston: A Story of Friendship and Betrayal, Yuval Taylor 90. Such a Fun Age, Kiley Reid 91. Fika: The Art of The Swedish Coffee Break, with Recipes for Pastries, Breads, and Other Treats, Johanna Kindvall and Anna Brones [the Santa Lucia buns turned out wonderfully; the pepparkakor were tasty but nigh-on unroll-out-able] 92. The Flight of the Heron, DK Broster [eat your heart out, Diana Gabaldon] 93. The Dinosaurs of Waterhouse Hawkins, Barbara Kerley, ill. Brian Selznik [reread of a formative childhood favorite] 94. The Dragon Seekers: How and Extraordinary Circle of Fossilists Discovered the Dinosaurs and Paved the Way for Darwin, Christopher McGowan [books that make me want to become a nonfiction editor. great info! sloppy writing and fact-checking!] 95. Lord John and the Brotherhood of the Blade, Diana Gabaldon [reread] 96. Lord John and the Hand of Devils, Diana Gabaldon [reread] 97. The Scottish Prisoner, Diana Gabaldon [reread] 98. Ecological Imperialism: The Biological Expansion of Europe, 900-1900, Alfred W. Crosby 99. Blackberry and Wild Rose, Sonia Velton [such potential, many good elements, not-great execution] 100. Golden Hill, Francis Spufford [annual reread]
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xserpx · 3 years ago
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And the question rather was, would Ewen Cameron be alive at all in the morning—he seemed at so low an ebb, and the nights were still so cold. Do what Keith would he could not get him out of his head. It was useless to tell himself that he had, alas, witnessed worse episodes; that it was the fortune of war; that he was womanish to be so much distracted by the thought of an enemy’s situation. He had been that enemy’s guest; he had seen his domestic circumstances, met his future wife, knew what his very furniture looked like. Was not all that even more of a tie than that double debt which he felt he owed him?
— The Flight of the Heron by D. K. Broster
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xserpx · 3 years ago
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‘You English’—we English—have done this; we whose boast it has always been that we do not war with women and children; we English whose vengeance (Keith had realised it ere this) is edged by the remembrance of past panic, of the disgrace of Prestonpans and Falkirk and invasion. He went on his way with a sensation of being branded.
– The Flight of the Heron by D. K. Broster
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xserpx · 3 years ago
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It was not difficult to find Captain Windham by the loch, for the delicate veils of birch foliage made no effective screen for his strong scarlet. Alison saw him, therefore, before he was aware of her presence. He was sitting a yard or two from the edge of Loch na h-Iolaire, on the stump of a felled pine, with his arms folded on his breast, staring at the water.
— The Flight of the Heron by D. K. Broster
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