First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines? If you want to make your own post, feel free to use or edit the banner above, and follow the rules below:
- Pick a book off your shelf (it could be your current read or on your TBR) and open to the first page
- Copy the first few lines, but don’t give anything else about the book away just yet – you need to hook the reader first
- Finally… reveal the book!
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It was the summer of 1970, and time had not yet trampled them flat, these lines:
Sexual intercourse began
(Which was rather late for me) –
Between the end of the Chatterley ban
And the Beatles’ first LP.
Read on to find out which book this extract is from…
The Pregnant Widow by Martin Amis
The girls are acting like boys and the boys are going on acting like boys. Keith Nearing – a bookish twenty-year-old, in that much disputed territory between five foot six and five foot seven – is on holiday and struggling to twist feminism towards his own ends. Torn between three women, his scheming doesn’t come off quite as he expects.
So, I’ve been reading Norwegian Wood for Book Club, and thinking how much it reminds me of The Pregnant Widow and The Secret History (two books I absolutely loved) – all about young men finding their identity, with copious amounts of alcohol and sex along the way. I haven’t really found an equivalent kind of adult book from a woman’s perspective yet, which is a real shame – I’m sure they exist somewhere, amidst the truck load of Mills & Boon. If you can think of any, please do let me know!
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