Once again I’m linking up again with Diane at Bibliophile by the Sea who hosts a post every Tuesday for people to share the first chapter / paragraph of the book they are reading, or thinking of reading soon.
I’m also joining in with Teaser Tuesday, hosted by The Purple Booker, where you share teasers from your current read. I read a lot of these posts over the course of an average Tuesday so thought it would be fun to join in here too.
This week, I am looking to read Moranthology by Caitlin Moran, one of my favourite writers and whose previous book, How to Be a Woman had me laughing out loud. Here’s what Moranthology is about (well sort of)…
Possibly the only drawback about the bestselling How To Be A Woman was that its author, Caitlin Moran, was limited to pretty much one subject: being a woman.
In MORANTHOLOGY Caitlin ‘gets quite chatty’ about many subjects, including cultural, social and political issues which are usually left to hot-shot wonks and not a woman who sometimes keeps a falafel in her handbag. These other subjects include…
Caffeine | Ghostbusters | Being Poor | Twitter | Caravans | Obama | Wales | Paul McCartney | The Welfare State | Sherlock | David Cameron Looking Like Ham | Amy Winehouse | ‘The Big Society’ | Big Hair | Nutter-letters | Michael Jackson’s funeral | Failed Nicknames | Wolverhampton | Squirrels’ Testicles | Sexy Tax | Binge-drinking | Chivalry | Rihanna’s Cardigan | Party Bags | Hot People| Transsexuals | The Gay Moon Landings
And here’s how it starts…
I Try to Be Good
When I became a journalist at the age of fifteen, it was a matter of simple expediency.
Having been home-educated for the previous five years, I had no academic qualifications whatsoever. As a resident of a council estate in Wolverhampton, this seemed to leave me with a grand total of three future employment options:
2) working the checkout at the Gateway supermarket, Warstones Drive,
3) becoming a writer: an option I only knew of because that was what Jo March in Little Women, and Mother in The Railway Children had done, when they also fell upon hard times
And here are some teasers…
“I don’t think I can hold out any longer: I think it might be Sherlock time. Sherlock blew my mind like I wanted it blown – hard, fast, properly, and while I was too busy laughing to notice that it was quietly, and at the same time, breaking my heart”
“In this respect, at its best, the Welfare State is like some fabulous Electric Boogaloo – the current passing from one citizen to another, making us all body-pop joyfully into education, and up the class system”
So what do you think – would you keep reading?