Showing posts with label Jeanette Winterson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jeanette Winterson. Show all posts

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Rereadings: Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit


















Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit (1985) was Jeanette Winterson's first novel. I have just finished reading it for the second time (I read it the first time as a student). It is such an original powerful book. The story (at least in part autobiographical) was a very daring one to tell at the time of its publication: the novel is about an adopted girl being raised in Lancashire by a self-righteous born-again Christian mother. Its structure is not any less daring as it is original: without being told in strictly chronological order, the story is not hard to follow. The reader (or at least I did) will get a sense of the "madness" Jeanette, for that is the narrator/protagonist's name, was brought up in and also how she will finally be able to find her way out of it. Precisely, in the last chapters there is a parallel fary tale-like narrative that works to help the reader understand the protagonist's progress.

Other novels I have read by the same author: The Passion and Sexy the Cherry.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Modern Classics: The Passion

Set during the Napoleonic Wars, The Passion (1987) by Jeanette Winterson is not an historic novel. It is the product of a great imagination. It is the story of Henri and Villanelle - he from France, she from Venice. We follow their separate lives until they meet in Russia and together walk to Venice. We leave them when Henri is sent to a mental intitution for having killed Villanelle's husband and Villanelle has had Henri's child.

This magical book had me lost in it as one would get lost in the Venice, city of imagination, it describes.

Other books I have read by this author: Sexying The Cherry and Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit.