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Politically Correct Bedtime Stories

Politically Correct Bedtime Stories is a compilation of tales designed to introduce children to complex social and political concepts in an engaging and age-appropriate manner. The stories are crafted to address topics such as diversity, equality, and social justice, using a narrative style that is both entertaining and educational. more

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James Finn Garner
James Finn Garner

James Finn Garner, born in 1960, is a talented writer whose works span multiple genres, including novels, poetry, and drama. Garner is known for his unique literary style and profound insights into human nature. more

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“Nobody, who has not been in the interior of a family, can say what the difficulties of any individual of that family may be.”

“So what are you really wearing?" The words left her mouth before she could consider them. She winced. He didn't seem to mind; in fact, he flashed her one of his brief smiles. "And if I said nothing at all?" "Then I would point out that sometimes, if you look at something out of the corner of your eye, you can see right through glamour," she returned. That brought surprised laughter. "What a relief to us both then that I am actually wearing exactly what you saw me in this afternoon. Although one might point out that in that outfit, your last concern should be my modesty.”

“The darkness is calling. A little danger, a little risk. Feel your heart race. Listen to it. That’s the sound of being alive. It’s your time, Nick. Your one chance to have fun before it’s all stolen by them, the adults, with their cruelty and endless rules, their can’t-do-this, and can’t-do-that’s, their have-tos, and better-dos, their little boxes and cages all designed to break your spirit, to kill your magic.”

“I felt like I was some kind of primitive spring-loaded machine, placed under far more tension than it had ever been built to sustain, about to blast apart at great danger to anyone standing nearby. I imagined my body parts flying off my torso in order to escape the volcanic core of unhappiness that had become: me.”

“He looks at you like you're someone he's never met before, much less someone he once loved with high passion. The irony is, you can hardly blame him. I mean, check yourself out. You're a pathetic mess, unrecognizable even to your own eyes.”