DP Daily Prompt – My name is


I don’t often take part in these prompts but this one grabbed my attention as there are only a couple of books who’s opening lines have nailed my eyes to the page and made me want to delve further into its depths.  This book and its evocative writing style was one of my reasons to put pen to paper.  Here are the opening lines:-

May in Ayemenem is a hot, brooding month.  The days are long and humid. the river shrinks and black crows gorge on bright mangoes in dust green trees.   Jackfruit burst.   Dissolute blue-bottle hum vacuosly in the fruity air.  Then they stun themselves against clear window panes and die, fatly baffled by the sun.   The nights are clear but suffuse with sloth and  sullen expectation.   Such is the opening paragraph of  THE GOD OF SMALL THINGS  by Arundhati Roy

Her first and only novel which took 4 years to write and won the booker prize in 1997.   The book is about the life of two fraternal twins and how the small things in life affect them and their family.    The book is set in India and covers many controversial topics.  I love this book.  The author’s use of language paints vivid scenes of India and the characters experiences that sometimes overwhelm the senses.

 

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10 thoughts on “DP Daily Prompt – My name is

  1. There are so many amazing openings to books I like. Perhaps the ultimate classic is: “It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.” It’s the opening sentence to Garcia Marquez’s greatest novel, “Love in the Time of Cholera.”
    “The God of Small Things” sits on my shelf, still currently unread. I may have to make that my next read.

  2. Thanks for the recommendation. Speaking of twins of India, have you read Cutting for Stone? It will teach you more than you need to know about surgery but also entertain you with tales of life in a different setting from your own.

  3. Oh, that makes me so want to read that too. Fantastic first line. Very evocative. Now that’s going to make it tough going back to my Philippa Gregory book now. 😉

  4. A wonderful book! Here’s another, the opening of Shirley Jackson’s The Haunting of Hill House:

    “No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.”

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