A New York Times review of Baum’s biography quotes him as writing that “men who did not support feminist aspirations were ”selfish, opinionated, conceited or unjust - and perhaps all four combined.’”īaum’s stories reflect this. women’s suffrage movement of the 19th century. His wife was Maud Gage, the daughter of Matilda Joslyn Gage, a significant figure in the U.S.

Baum was politically progressive, and even had feminist influences. Of course many people have disputed this idea as well. Many have heard the idea that The Wizard of Oz is a “ parable for populism,” referring to William Jennings Bryan, the populist movement, and the gold standard. Not many people know that he wrote a whole series of fourteen Oz books, as did several other authors after he died. I learned to read with the Oz books, starting with my father reading them to me, and then me slowly taking over and reading ahead. Finding this book raised many fond memories for me. Neill, and I especially like the 1929 art nouveau cover. Yesterday, I tackled one of my bookshelves and encountered my 1929 edition Oz book, Ozma of Oz. Acts of violence are perpetrated on secondary characters- none to the FMC.I am making steps toward my goal of cleaning my office this summer. How can I forgive his betrayal? How can I live without him? This is a MFM dark age gap taboo romance with high heat and shades of dubious consent. He makes me the queen of his world, makes me fall in love, then reveals the biggest secret of all. I should be terrified, but the man of secrets makes me feel funny things. I've made a deal with the devil and leapt from the frying pan into the fire.

I have nothing to offer but myself, but something about the look in his eyes and the tight clench of his chiseled jaw tells me he won't say no. Moments before my dreams die, I rush to his aid. Behind the mask, he's the most dangerous man in New York.

On the surface, he's a wealthy real estate tycoon, respected by politicians and the city's elite. They say a wolf will chew off its foot to escape a trap, and that's precisely what I do when I flee into the arms of my father's greatest enemy. With a handshake and a signature, my dreams will die, and a new nightmare will begin. Like any mafia princess, I'm expected to stay silent, submit, and make my family proud. It's the day he's waited for-the day he sells my hand to the highest bidder. Until the eve of my twentieth birthday, when I learn my future holds more misery than my past. While he schemes, he keeps me locked away, protected, isolated, and hidden from his violent world. I'm penniless, powerless, and frequently reminded that I'm nothing more than property to barter amongst his powerful friends. NADIA I've spent my life in a cage designed by my father- at his mercy and whim.

Duplicity by Matilda Martel