COLD, first published in 1996, was the sixteenth and final novel by John Gardner featuring Ian Fleming's secret agent, James Bond (including Gardner's novelizations of Licence to Kill and GoldenEye). Carrying the Glidrose Publications copyright, it was first published in the United Kingdom by Hodder & Stoughton and in the United States by Putnam.
In the United States, the book was retitled Cold Fall. This was the first time a Bond novel had been given a different title for American book publication since Fleming's Moonraker was initially published there under the title Too Hot to Handle in the mid-1950s. The British title is properly spelled as an acronym (with no full stops), but it is also common to find it spelled Cold.
The novel is split into two books, one called "Cold Front" and the second entitled "Cold Conspiracy". The time between each book appears to be the time period allotted to Gardner's previous Bond outings, Never Send Flowers and SeaFire. The story opens with the crash of a Boeing 747-400 at Dulles International Airport in Fairfax and Loudoun counties, Virginia, near Washington, D.C., and the apparent death of Bond's friend and lover, the Principessa Sukie Tempesta. Bond is then sent by M to the airport with an investigation team which leads to meetings with FBI agent Eddie Rhabb.
Cold refers to the condition or subjective perception of having low temperature. A cold body is often described as the opposite of hot, or as having less heat, although the latter use of "heat" would be incorrect in the context of physics, as heat refers to the transfer of energy between bodies, which do not "have" heat themselves.
A lower bound to temperature is the absolute zero, defined as 0 K on the Kelvin scale, an absolute thermodynamic temperature scale. This corresponds to −273.15 °C on the Celsius scale, −459.67 °F on the Fahrenheit scale, and 0 °R on the Rankine scale.
Since temperature relates to the thermal energy held by an object or a sample of matter, which is the kinetic energy of the random motion of the particle constituents of matter, an object will have less thermal energy when it is colder and more when it is hotter. If it were possible to cool a system to absolute zero, all motion of the particles in a sample of matter would cease and they would be at complete rest in this classical sense. The object would be described as having zero thermal energy. Microscopically in the description of quantum mechanics, however, matter still has zero-point energy even at absolute zero, because of the uncertainty principle.
A novel is a book of long narrative in literary prose. The genre has historical roots both in the fields of the medieval and early modern romance and in the tradition of the novella. The latter supplied the present generic term in the late 18th century.
Further definition of the genre is historically difficult. The construction of the narrative, the plot, the way reality is created in the works of fiction, the fascination of the character study, and the use of language are usually discussed to show a novel's artistic merits. Most of these requirements were introduced in the 16th and 17th centuries, in order to give fiction a justification outside the field of factual history.
The fictional narrative, the novel's distinct "literary" prose, specific media requirements (the use of paper and print), a characteristic subject matter that creates both intimacy and a typical epic depth can be seen as features that developed with the Western (and modern) market of fiction. The separation of a field of histories from a field of literary fiction fueled the evolution of these features in the last 400 years.
Jim Butcher (born in Independence, Missouri, United States, on October 26, 1971) is a New York Times Best Selling author most known for his contemporary fantasy book series The Dresden Files. He also wrote the Codex Alera series. Butcher grew up as the only son of his parents, and has two older sisters. He currently lives in Independence with his wife, Shannon K. Butcher (an author of romance novels), one son, and his guard dog, F. D. M. Butcher.[citation needed]
While he was sick with strep throat as a child, Butcher's sisters introduced him to The Lord of the Rings and The Han Solo Adventures novels to pass the time, thus beginning his fascination with fantasy and science fiction. As a teenager, he completed his first novel and set out to become a writer. After many unsuccessful attempts to enter the traditional fantasy genre (he cites J. R. R. Tolkien, Lloyd Alexander, and C.S. Lewis, among others, as major influences), he wrote the first book in The Dresden Files—about a professional wizard in modern-day Chicago—as an exercise for a writing course in 1996 at the age of 25.
Tess Gerritsen, M.D., (born June 12, 1953) is a Chinese-American novelist and retired physician. Her first name is really Terry; she decided to feminize it when she was a writer of romance novels.
Tess Gerritsen is the child of a Chinese immigrant and a Chinese-American seafood chef. While growing up in San Diego, California, Gerritsen often dreamt of writing her own Nancy Drew novels. Although she longed to be a writer, her family had reservations about the sustainability of a writing career, prompting Gerritsen to choose a career in medicine. In 1975, Gerritsen graduated from Stanford University with a B.A. in Anthropology, intrigued by the ranges of human behavior. She went on to study medicine at the University of California, San Francisco. She received her medical degree in 1979 and started work as a physician in Honolulu, Hawai'i.
While on maternity leave, she submitted a short story to Honolulu Magazine’s statewide fiction contest. Her story, "On Choosing the Right Crack Seed," won first prize and she received $500. The story focused on a young male reflecting on a difficult relationship with his mother. Gerritsen claimed the story allowed her to deal with her own childhood turmoil, including the repeated suicide attempts of her mother.
[Novel singing (Skillz) {Novel}]
They don't flow, (uh) {laughing} they don't flow (yeh)
{yo, uh} like they used to do yo
No they don't, they don't flow
{yo} quite the same {they don't flow} (yeh yeh)
No the game, ain't the same, as it used to be
(it ain't the same no more)
No they don't, {yo} they don't flow
{yo} quite the same {check it}
(listen, Novel talk to 'em)
[Novel (Novel signing)]
DJ's run this exclusive, new shit, acoustic, who's this?
Novel, niggaz I get in 'em like some loose lips
Rappers wanna bang me like blue chips confuse it
A r'n'b nigga from a nigga that makes music
Amuse it, any competition with their two cents
And i've really only ever had about two cents way from i'm too bent
Sick of y'all rapping bout your two clips
Bragging bout your few chips
I've had it upto here with your nuisance
N it's funny how time flies (funny how time flies)
All of these players and (all of these wise guys)
None of y'all spitting it, and (none of y'all got nice)
What silly y'all spiffin (but the rest of y'all bye bye)
I shift y'all withdrawals, rip you with my quick jaw
Nuttin baby just shit start pitfall for rappers that are pissed off
None o' y'all should get pissed on, that's in my bitch song
When I come through it's like a million niggaz from Islam
[Chorus]
They don't flow, they don't flow like they used to do
No they don't, they don't flow, quite the same
No the game, ain't the same, as it used to be
No they don't, they don't flow, quite the same
They don't flow, they don't flow like they used to do
No they don't, they don't flow, quite the same
[Skillz]
Yeh, yeh, uh, Skillz!
It's plain to see, this shit ain't what it used to be (uh-uh)
I'm the same emcee so y'all better get used to me
I breathe hip hop dawg, i'm the root in the tree
And when the game's on the line i'ma shoot the three (c'mon)
Cos if you missed it first time, then soon you'll see
A separate breed, but i'm what you'd call a true emcee
N' I don't wanna hear them lies about who you be
You be cryin' n lyin' about what you gon' do to me (yeh whatever man)
N it's a lotta y'all eatin, n it's thanks to that (what)
You rappin gangsta, but I was told gangsta's don't rap (no)
All I ever hear, is the heat y'all spark
What happened to the days when we did it free in the park (yo)
[Chorus]
[Novel]
Yo, yo
I seen these cats up on their interviews
No you ain't spit it dude, get a clue
They talk it live, but when I rhyme then I get ridiculed
Don't be so critical, you quite the fool, you pittyful
It's more than gin n juice when I bust it like an inner-tool
[Skillz]
We used to hark it out, talk about straight up flows
No cars, no shoes just rip up shows
And we seem to forget about who we be
No S-K-I's no double L-Z's
Novel
[Novel]
N I don't wanna harm you (I don't wanna harm you)
The next time you come around somebody better warn you
The cowards better beware (Cowards better beware)
See you at a cipher rhyme (You really shouldn't be here)
[Lloyd Banks:]
Ya'll know who this is
Lloyd Banks
Novel
G Unit
Lloyd Banks
Novel
GGGG G Unit
[Verse 1: Novel]
Watermelons, Coconuts
Red squeezed juice drippin' nigga what what?
What I got to for a nigga like me to touch ya?
Body bangin' from head to toe she ain't blush much
Got me so small got her toes done
Cherry Red, Cinnamon she like no one
I ever met before
Didn't sweat me no
[Chorus: Novel]
I need peach fuzz
Especially sweet not sour
You see her on the streets doin' something to me
I need peach fuzz
I need peach fuzz
Especially sweet not sour
You see her on the streets doin' something to me
[Verse 2: Novel]
Yeah peach fuzz no steel rubbin' on the hairs of my chinny chin chin
Its such a taste make me smile
While I could crush grapes turn it into fine wine
You the greatest my one and only
I done some shit you got to understand my story
Rub on ya navel
Then freak off on the table
Then I could go past your navel
[Chorus: Novel]
I need peach fuzz
Especially sweet not sour
You see her on the streets doin' something to me
I need peach fuzz
I need peach fuzz
Especially sweet not sour
You see her on the streets doin' something to me
[Bridge: Novel]
Yo its down down down
Down down down down
I'm going down down down
Down down down
[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
Any special attention that god gave
But I ain't kissin' no lips that open up side ways
I ain't tryin' to knock ya strategy
You will not be mad at me
Ya old ass cell couldn't top my battery
You know we keep them dutchs stuffed up fast
But if you deep sea diving you can't puff puff pass
I know the tongue song got women fooled
I only jump head first in the swimming pool
Lloyd Banks
[Verse 4:]
You gotta know that this is a pacifical thing
Its critical man
Cause if she goin' down then she givin' me brain
And we push the seat back in the Caddy
Shes packin' the fatty
We practically at it
We at it cause Kat's a fanatic
In fact its sporadic
And don't get it twisted I eat 'till its numb
I eat 'till ya cum
My tongue'll have you speakin' in tongues
I eat it at the bay or the beach
And they all weak
See I could give it
[Chorus: Novel]
I need peach fuzz
Especially sweet not sour
You see her on the streets doin' something to me
I need peach fuzz
I need peach fuzz
Especially sweet not sour
So beautiful you are
I would never take for granted
Much more than a star
See you're like a planet
And thats where I would be
It brings me pleasure
Im all in your world
And it dont get no better (no)
Never knew love like this
I used to be so cold
To everyone woman I met
But girl you broke the mold
Yea I get so weak
Whenever she speaks
She's all that I need
So much more, more, more
Chorus:
I could spend all of my time trying to get know ya
Wanna Love you the rest of my life
F**k it just get to hold ya
And baby no I dont mind I do anything to show ya
If it makes you happy (If it makes you happy)
Would that make you happy? (Would that make you happy?
no no yeah)
See your so shakespearian
Like a text book low
Its like the whole experience
Everytime that we touch
Time and time again
I try not to pretend
How sick that I get
Butterflies in my stomach
Girl don't let go
What you do to me is
Watching my soul
Like a point from Cupid's arrow
I get so upset
When were not together
Girl a storm could set
We will make it through the weather
Chorus:
I could spend all of my time trying to get know ya
Wanna love you the rest of my life
F**k it just get to hold ya
And baby no I dont mind I do anything to show ya
If it makes you happy (If it makes you happy)
Would that make you happy? (Would that make you happy?
yeah yeah)
Your my lady, I give all my love to you
Your my baby, Theres nothing that I wont do
Girl you make me, Crazy when I'm without you
I'm lost, I'm lost
Your my lady, I give all my love to you
Your my baby, Theres nothing that I wont do
Girl you make me, Crazy when I'm without you
Im lost, Im lost, I'm lost, I'm looost
Chorus x2:
I could spend all of my time trying to get know ya
Wanna love you the rest of my life
F**k it just get to hold ya
And baby no I dont mind I do anything to show ya
If it makes you happy (If it makes you happy x2)
Would that make you happy? (Girl that makes you happy
all around me are familiar faces
worn out places
worn out faces
bright and early for the daily races
going nowhere, going nowhere
their tears are filling up their glasses
no expression, no expression
hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
no tomorrow, no tomorrow...
feels like all we know is money
find it kind of sad
conditions we are living in
the poverty is bad
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
when people wanna hurt you
it's a very, very
mad world
mad world (Oh Yeah Yeah)
mad world (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
mad world (Yeah Yeah Ya Ya Ya Uh Huh)...
children waitin' for the day they feel good
happy birthday, happy birthday
and to feel the way that every child should
speak and listen
speak and listen...
went to school and I was very nervous
no one knew me, no one knew me
hello teacher, tell me, what's my lesson?
look right through me, look right through me
but all this talk of money
i find it kind of sad (I Find It Kind of Sad)
conditions we are living in
the poverty is bad
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
when people wanna kill you
it's a very, very
mad world (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
mad world (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
mad world (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
mad world (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)...
yo, one straight level's all we got
but there's nothin' left
police be takin' shot
everybody that
children on the block
papa working at ?
mama doing a lot
but economy's in a tangle
put the peace and equality
all we goin' the same
now we started brutality
people lookin' for change
haters lookin' for blame
ten of these lookin' the same
here's the hope for humanity
'less the plan is humane...
mad world (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
mad world (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
mad world (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
mad world (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)...
Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo
it's crazy right now
it's a really really really bad world
Uh uh uh uh uh
you're gonna die out there
i said it's a mad world Oh
oh oh
[Verse 1: Novel]
I am, reverends' future black president.
I'm what you see rollin' every day through your resident
Windows tinted, young and relentless
To the cops, I'm a suspect that fits the description
But I am, not a hoodlum, I'm not an abuser
I'm sort of a connoisseur slash entrepreneur.
I've seen a lot of people grow, some went, some came
Rappers are next-generation shit but I am change.
At the age of 21 they said I'd be non-existent,
It's that, or pleading the trial or being convicted.
I guess since I'm alive then I beat the statistics
Y'all can all kiss my ass when I am rich.
I'm the sun, I'm light,
I'm much more than your bling or the shine off your ice
I'm as, free as a spirit, I'm as fly as a bird
I'm whatever I wanna be as long as I am heard
Cause I am...
[Chorus:]
I am I am I am
Eternal to the light I am I am
I'm a product of the ghetto, my father's boy,
A brother to my sister, my mother's pride and joy, I am
I am I am I am
The king of all knights I am I am
I'm the blade of the knife, that slaughtered the lamb
The greatest sacrifice, the son of Abraham
[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
I am C-E-O, H-N-I-C
B-K-M-C, Talib Kweli
My name roll off the tongue like L-M-N-O-P
See I am at touch, you can I'm me.
I'm not nobody's toy, I'm not nobody's boy
I am someone's man, I am someone's joy
I am the voice, I am the truth
I am the choice, I am the proof.
Like my man from the D
Gon' stand on my feet
I am the branch, from the family tree
A baby to the leaves, carriers of the seeds
To carry on the name, to make a man complete.
De La Soul said I am a beat
I'm not a dream, I'm not a fantasy
Right here in the flesh,
I am out of this world, I am something else
I am something lived, I am something felt.
Your just so beautiful it makes me cry
You always get your way girl every time
It breaks my heart we had to say goodbye
I just can't let you fuck with my mind
My tears are bullets and my eyes a loaded gun
I never thought I'd be the one to run from love
Just can't lose it when it all comes push to shove
I just can't let you fuck with my mind
The things you say how was I to know babe yea
The things you did were unforgivable yea yea
And all this time I was here for ya late yea
Your just so beautiful it makes me cry
You always get your way girl every time
It breaks my heart we had to say goodbye
I just can't let you fuck with my mind
My tears are bullets and my eyes a loaded gun
I never thought I'd be the one to run from love.
You just can't lose it when it all comes push to shove
I just can't let you fuck with my mind.
The things you say how was I to know babe yea.
The things you did were unforgivable yea yea.
And all this time I was here for you late yea
Your just so beautiful it make me wanna cry
You always get your way girl every time.
It breaks my heart we had to say goodbye.
I just can't let you fuck with my mind
My tears are bullets and my eyes are loaded guns
I never thought I'd be the one to run from love.
You just can't lose it when it all comes push to shove.
I just can't let you fuck with my mind.
Baby girl I gave you my love
And after all the things we've been through
You say it wasn't enough
Girl I gave you my trust
Say there's nothing left no regrets
I just gotta let it be yea.
Your just so beautiful it makes me wanna
You always get your way girl every single time
It breaks my heart we had to say goodbye
I just can't let you fuck with my mind.
My tears are bullets and my eyes are loaded guns
I never thought I'd be the one to run from love
You just can't lose it when it all comes push to shove
Please excuse me but I got to ask
Are you only being nice
Because you want something
My fairy tale arrow pierces
Be careful how you respond
'Cause you'd not end up in this song
I never gave you an encouragement
And it's doing me in
Doing me in
Doing me in
Doing me in
The more you try to erase me
The more, the more
The more that I appear
Oh the more, the more
The more you try the eraser
The more, the more
The more that you appear
You know the answer so why do you ask
I am only being nice
Because I want someone, something
You're like a kitten with a ball of yarn
And it's doing me in
Doing me in
Doing me in
Doing me in
The more you try to erase me
The more, the more
The more that I appear
Oh the more, the more
The more I try to erase you
The more, the more
The more that you appear
No, you're wrong, you're wrong
You're wrong, you're wrong
You're wrong, you're wrong