Fred Barnett
Goodreads Author
Born
in Brooklyn, New York, The United States
Website
Twitter
Genre
Influences
Twain, Hiaasen, more Twain and some Vonnegut.
Member Since
April 2012
URL
https://www.goodreads.com/fredbarnett
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Rock Invasion
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2012
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2 editions
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Bloody Good: True Shark Stories
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2013
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3 editions
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Shark Stories
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1996
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3 editions
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Second Chances
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2012
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2 editions
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Bats
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2015
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4 editions
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The Kingdom of the Cats: Second Chances
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2015
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4 editions
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Bats
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The Man From Nantucket: The Man From Nantucket
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Bug House
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Shark Fin Soup
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“It wasn’t kidnapping. She was no kid and she certainly wasn't napping." Shark Fin Soup 2015”
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“Vlad was sexting Elizabeth a picture of his pulă rigiditate, while he told Mina. “I vould like totally hang up on the dude. He’s no Baldwin." — Bats 2015”
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“The figure hanging upside down at the top of the great hall had ‘f’n had it’ with the corpulent little blood dumplings! —Bats”
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“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
― P.S. I Love You
― P.S. I Love You
“Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring barque,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.”
― Great Sonnets
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring barque,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.”
― Great Sonnets
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