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NEW GRAPHIC NOVEL DEBUT from the Eisner-nominated creative team of SKYWARD! Owen and Carlie are the Bonnie and Clyde of the 21st century - a smooth, slick duo who pull off impossible heists, and have the time of their lives doing it. But when justice finally catches up to them, they think it's all over. Until the Devil himself offers them a deal - their freedom for their very SOULS. But they soon find that without their souls, their love is missing too. So they set out to recruit a crew of the damned for the ultimate heist: break into Hell and steal their souls back. Joe Henderson (SKYWARD, SHADECRAFT, Netflix's Lucifer) and Lee Garbett (SKYWARD, LOKI, UNCANNY SPIDER-MAN) invite you on a thrilling journey to a Hell you've never seen before. A place perfectly designed to give people hope, so that the devil can torture them with it when he takes it away. Again and again. That's right, Hell is a CASINO. And even with the greatest team of thieves, the house always wins. For fans of OCEANS 11, INCEPTION, LUCIFER, OUT OF SIGHT.
"A revolutionary is where you find him," wrote running's leading writer, Dr. George Sheehan, as he reflected on the revolution-charged 1960s. "He could be the guy next door. Joe Henderson looks like a typical guy next door. Out of Iowa, he has the smile and style of the heartland of America. But he has fallen for that old Socratic saw that the unexamined life is not worth living. The first result was revolt, rebellion and a booklet called Long Slow Distance: The Humane Way to Train. The LSD method of running that Henderson espouses is not new. He has simply systematized it and, in effect, founded a new order, a new sect that has bid pain, suffering and sacrifice good-bye. Joe Henderson is a revolutionary not because his writings have produced a wave of faster runners, but because he has spawned happier ones." This slim volume, published in 1969, chronicles the revolution in approaches and attitudes that helped spark the running boom of 1970s. Long Slow Distance tells the stories of Henderson and five fellow revolutionaries (Amby Burfoot, Bob Deines, Tom Osler, Ed Winrow and Jeff Kroot) who all revolted against the speed training in vogue at the time. Independently they arrived at similar conclusions about their long-distance training, slowing and going longer. The Kindle edition includes a new introduction and updates on the six runners.
Notice the pronoun in that title: See How WE Run. It's not a "they," about runners we could be only in our wildest dreams. And it's not an "I," another memoir of mine (which I've already written, three times over). The "we" signals that we're in this together, whether we're side by side on the same course or reaching out across space and time for our companionship. My job here is as it always was in the newsletter called Running Commentary (1982-2007): to write for and about all of us.
These days I write as I've long written. The first stop for the words is a page in an ongoing journal, and more often than not they go no further. These writings almost always end at a single page. The frequency is daily, with no days off. The setting for this writing is an office at home that doubles as a bedroom for visitors. The writing has truly come home again, to a house where I finally feel very much at home. I've been here since 1992, but took a long time and a long and winding road to find this home. I'd looked for one again ever since leaving my early hometown of Coin, Iowa. Over the next three decades I'd lived in four states, eight cities and towns, and 20 different houses (none longer than three years) before settling at the current address. I'm not a hermit here that I once was. Even this house used to a place to hide out and hunker down to write between trips. I flew out of Eugene 20 to 25 times a year, to take the stage before running audiences and pretend to be famous. So much was I away, and so busy at home, that I played no role in Eugene's large and lively running community. Now I'm all but retired from the road. My travels have shrunk to three or four a year, nearly all of those for family reunions - with my real family and with running friends who feel like family. Meanwhile I get out of my writing cave a lot more often - to teach running classes at the local university, coach marathoners through a local running store, help at several local races, and stand and cheer at many more. I'm home at last and loving it. This book is the story of how I got here.
(from the Foreword, titled "Walking Lessons") Walking lessons? You might think these are as unnecessary as eating or breathing lessons. Isn't walking a skill we learn around the age of one, pretty much master by two and then never forget.Not really. Children don't suddenly stand up and walk. Their first steps are lunging runs into the arms of waiting parents. They don't slow down much until their teenaged years, then soon get a driver's license and thereafter limit their walking to crossing parking lots or trekking home when the car breaks down.A few of us keep running after learning to drive. I was among those lucky ones that way. However, more than 20 years passed between my first formal race and my return to walking. I took that long to adopt walk breaks as good and necessary additions to what remains today a running-centered routine.I also freely confess that little more than half of the "run" time nowadays is spent running. Walk breaks come often, and some days pure walks replace runs. Pure runs are as rare as lunar eclipses.Walking hasn't replaced my running but has added to it. Walk breaks, the simplest and best type of cross-training, have extended my life as a runner. I happily stop to walk if it keeps me running longer - if not in miles, then in years.
(from the introduction) Facts came first - in the lists of race results that I made from the start in 1958 and then for all runs in my log that began the following year. At first I recorded only the bare facts: where I ran, how far and fast, and with or against whom. The running commentary came later. The log has long since evolved into a writing journal. Now it's mostly commentary.But the facts still come first. Before writing a sentence, I record the day's run (or these day, run-walk, walk-run or pure walk). This is the truest record of where this running life has taken me.
In his updated introduction, Joe Henderson names Long Run Solution as his favorite book of the two dozen he has published: "This book is my clearest statement of how I feel about running. Much of what I've written since its original publication in 1976 is touched on here, and most of these feelings have changed little in the meantime. Naming LRS as my favorite book might sound like a knock on the books that have followed, but it really isn't. They served purposes, just as races do after the last personal record is set. There is value -- even a certain nobility -- in keeping going after we've peaked. Which is the message of this book: Do what it takes to run long, not in miles but in years and decades."
(from the Introduction) This book travels through my post-Runner's World years. When the editor cut me loose in late 2003, I still had many more miles to go - on foot and as coach, as well as in print. These are stories about some of those miles. My column moved to Marathon & Beyond, where those pieces continued to tell, in serial form, what I kept doing after RW said I was done. The book contains all of those magazine columns.
George Sheehan liked to say when he borrowed lines from other great thinkers, "We stand on the shoulders of giants." My take is that we run beside and behind these people. They set our pace, leading us to places we couldn't have gone by ourselves. People stories have always been my favorite type to read. They give life to the times and techniques. They inspire as well as inform. A gap in my book writing, now about to be closed, was not giving proper credit and enough thanks to the people who were with me on every mile run and every line typed. I call them my pacesetters in this book with that same name.
The Going Far book mimics its memoir predecessor, Starting Lines, in format by visiting days that set the course of my life. But something is different this time. In Starting Lines, I recreated the stories largely from my memories and family legends because I did no writing of this type at the time. By 1967, however, I was a more-than-fulltime writer. It was my job, as a journalist, and also my hobby, as a daily journal-keeper. So this book draws heavily from published works and diary pages written when events were current. They refresh memories that had faded and correct those that time had edited.
Sometime between claiming my first Social Security check at 62 and signing on with Medicare at 65, I heard an offhand comment by a fellow writer on running from the same age-group. Rich Benyo, editor of Marathon & Beyond, had finished writing his life story and urged me to get going on mine. "Our age is the best time to write memoirs," he said. "We're old enough to have had the experiences, but still young enough to remember what they were." My second big push was a cancer diagnosis. Doctors found this disease early and treated it well, but the episode still left me thinking: Better get going on this book now, when the successful treatment has renewed my appreciation for the life I've led. Writing on this memoir began in 2008, shortly after hearing the three chilling words: "You have cancer." I wrote and wrote and wrote that year, and only took the story as far as 1967. This became Starting Lines, covering my growing-up years in the Midwest. Two more books (Going Far and Home Runs) would follow in the next two years. The processing and polishing of this memoir series took three years. But in a sense I've been writing this story almost as long as I've lived it. The rough draft runs to more than 50 volumes. Since 1959, I have been a journalist in the truest sense: one whose writing all starts on a daily journal page. My first and most enduring literary hero was John Steinbeck. He taught me to read and inspired me to write. The first non-sports book I've ever read for pleasure, without a teacher's grade hanging over me, was Steinbeck's Grapes of Wrath. The best writing instructions I've ever seen were in his Journal of a Novel, which solidified my habit of journal-keeping. Fittingly John Steinbeck influenced the format of the three books. In one of his minor novels, Cannery Row's sequel called Sweet Thursday, he wrote lines that stayed with me: "Looking back, you can usually find the moment of the birth of a new era, whereas when it happened it was one day hooked on the tail of another. There were prodigies and portents, but you never notice such things until afterward." I've known days like this, and I revisit dozens of them here. Each chapter of Starting Lines (and its two sequels) opens with a journal-like entry from one of my big days, then I append an instant epilogue (called "Update") that tells where the events led. New-era-openers abound in every life. I've been lucky enough to keep a written record of mine.
The more we know our God, the more we want what He wants. Using a simple Praise Walk, Joe and Brenda Henderson combine Brenda's love for photography with an alphabetical listing of names, character qualities, and attributes of God.
15 of the best jazz songs of the 60s and 70s by the legendary jazz giant Joe Henderson.
A daily, mile by mile, journal of one man''s journey with his twenty- two Malamutes, across the vastness and cold of Alaska''s north country. The cold and loneliness of the vastness of Alaska with on the companionship of his faithful dogs.
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