#robert payne

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A tragic incident unfolded in Lake Station, where a Family of Five Found Dead in Indiana Home from apparent gunshot wounds. The victims included 27-year-old Briana Payne and her three young daughters—7-year-old Aurorah, 6-year-old Ava, and 4-year-old Alayna. The father of the children, 31-year-old Robert Payne, was also found deceased, with authorities determining his death as a suicide. This…

Chinese Diaries: 1941-1946 by the late US-resident British expat author Robert Payne, a notable mid-20th century historian, novelist, English literature professor, and biographer who had actually met and conversed with a number of his famous historical subjects, including Hitler and Mao Zedong, is a memoir cum travelogue, free for a limited time courtesy of publisher Endeavour Press.

This was originally published by Dodd, Mead and Company in 1945 and 1947 in two volumes as Forever China and China Awakes, with this combined reprint edition containing approximately half the original text in this installment

This section of Payne's personal diaries form a 1940s-contemporary wartime travelogue memoir of his expat experiences leaving Singapore for China as World War II expanded further into the Pacific, taking him from his initial posting at the British Embassy to eventually teaching at universities at Chungking and Kunming in the aftermath of Pearl Harbor, and recording his first-hand observations of the effects of the war upon his students and broader Chinese society, as well as his own encounters with the local people and their culture.

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Reading is more than uploading a clever storyline from a string of words. Reading is immersion into an imagined world – not just descriptions, context or character traits but nuance, points-of-view never before glimpsed, wholly different worlds adrift in time and space within a book. Scanning my stack of recently read books each world calls back to me:   –- the texture of dense fog, of London’s…