The Dark Face Of Love

The Dark Face Of Love. YOU SERIE BOOK. By: Guinevere Beck.

This book contains 360 pages. Guinevere Beck, MFA student at New York University, is perhaps known more for her tragic death than for the brightyoung literary voice her work represents. This posthumouscollection for her prose, poetry and memoir is her firstpublication.You used to wrap yourselfin fairy tales like a blanket.But it was the cold youloved.Sharp shivers as youuncoveredthe corpses of Bluebeard's wives....

The Dark Face Of Love. YOU SERIE BOOK. The story is about the name of the girl Beck, who was very poor, studying in college and enjoying life. Lacking money, she was very frustrated and was not even able to pay the rent of the house, which she was sharing with her cousin. Meanwhile, she learns that her cousin has an unpleasant job and earns a good amount of money by doing it. Her cousin asked her to work there too. At first, she denied it, but soon agreed and started working. After that, various events happened in her life that changed her life a lot. Read the novel to enjoy it in detail. Thanks. By: Guinevere Beck.

Guinevere Beck, MFA student at New York University, is perhaps known more for her tragic death than for the brightyoung literary voice her work represents. This posthumouscollection for her prose, poetry and memoir is her firstpublication.You used to wrap yourselfin fairy tales like a blanket.But it was the cold youloved.Sharp shivers as youuncoveredthe corpses ofBluebeard's wives...

The book contains 360 pages.Guinevere Beck, MFA student at New York University,is perhaps known more for her tragic death than for the brightyoung literary voice her work represents. This posthumouscollection for her prose, poetry and memoir is her firstpublication.You used to wrap yourselfin fairy tales like a blanket.But it was the cold youloved.Sharp shivers as youuncoveredthe corpses ofBluebeard's wives....

"She explores how to develop a "psychological immune system" to protect against the potentially destructive elements in relationships and allow for a constructive expression of love's dark side. Her book should be read by psychoanalysts and psychotherapists, individuals who have suffered from the pains and hurts of love, and indeed by those who are interested in human motivation and behavior."--BOOK JACKET.

From the USA TODAY bestselling author of Sweet Thing and Nowhere But Here comes a love story about a Craigslist “missed connection” post that gives two people a second chance at love fifteen years after they were separated in New York City. To the Green-eyed Lovebird: We met fifteen years ago, almost to the day, when I moved my stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House. You called us fast friends. I like to think it was more. We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year than any other. Yet, somehow, it all fell apart. We lost touch the summer after graduation when I went to South America to work for National Geographic. When I came back, you were gone. A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too hard after the wedding… I didn’t see you again until a month ago. It was a Wednesday. You were rocking back on your heels, balancing on that thick yellow line that runs along the subway platform, waiting for the F train. I didn’t know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone. Again. You said my name; I saw it on your lips. I tried to will the train to stop, just so I could say hello. After seeing you, all of the youthful feelings and memories came flooding back to me, and now I’ve spent the better part of a month wondering what your life is like. I might be totally out of my mind, but would you like to get a drink with me and catch up on the last decade and a half? M

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