Book beginnings on Friday – The Sense of an Ending
Book Beginnings on Friday is a bookish meme sponsored by Katy at A Few More Pages.
Here’s what you do: share the first line (or two) of the book you are currently reading on your blog or in the comments section . Include the title and author so we know what you’re reading. Then, if you are so moved, let us know what your first impressions were based on that first line, and if you liked or did not like that sentence. Link-up each week at Katy’s place.
I tend to read a lot of science fiction and fantasy, but occasionally I go a bit more mainstream. This week I’m enjoying reading the winner of The Man Booker Prize 2011, The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes.
I remember, in no particular order:
– a shiny inner wrist;
– steam rising from a wet sink as a hot frying pan is laughingly tossed into it;
– gouts of sperm circling a plughole, before being sluiced down the full length of a tall house;
– a river rushing nonsensically upstream, its wave and wash lit by half a dozen chasing torchbeams;
– another river, broad and grey, the direction of its flow disguised by a stiff wind exciting the surface;
– bathwater long gone cold behind a locked door.
This last isn’t someting I actually saw, but what you end up remembering isn’t always the same as what you have witnessed.
Did I find the beginning intriguing? Yes, and on page 99 I’m still intrigued.