Me, Myself, and I AM by Matthew Peters - WaterBrook & MultnomahRate this book. A fresh, funny and heart-wrenching story about human connection and the power of friendship. For Denis Murphy, life is fine. He carefully avoids physical human contact and social situations, and sticks to a strict daily routine. It's his way of coping with the tragedy that changed his life seven years ago. Really, his only problem is the four monsters he has for roommates, a ragtag bunch determined to create chaos in his otherwise orderly world.
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I think I like to finish this series cause it had me on edge! Now, can the rabbits show their continued existence to all who need to know of it - and what can the poor monkey caught mysepf between do, their most congenial wi? Can King Wolf succeed in proving himself victorious. I greatly look forward to the sequel. They're sometimes our own books or books from the local library.
He had his books for company, his Muses for inspiration, his past for seasoning, and, to support it all, the income from a large estate, not to mention a fortune built on the salt-herring and wine trades, which, in the last century, had turned his family into landed gentry. His full name, as most oenophiles can tell you, was Michel Eyquem de Montaigne. When he died, at fifty-nine, he was still revising and, apparently, not at all surprised, since Myself was a protean creature, impossible to anticipate but also, being always at hand, impossible to ignore. I like to think of the essays as a kind of thriller, with Myself, the elusive prey, and Montaigne, the sleuth, locked in a battle of equals who were too close for dissimulation and too smart for satisfaction. And it may be that Montaigne did, too, because he often warned his readers that nothing he wrote about himself was likely to apply for much longer than it took the ink he used, writing it, to dry. He was wrong. News of the essays travelled fast.
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And he's ready to test? Want to Read Currently Reading Read. We each took one voice and wrote their respective chapters. Then Rebecca, Denis's enigmatic ex-girlfriend from his former life.