For years I have wanted to read Scottsboro by Ellen Feldman, but have yet to do so (I'm sure many of you can relate to not yet managing to read a book you've set your eye on). Terrible Virtue intriged the history lover in me, and so I jumped at the chance to read and review it when the opportunity arose. It is a novel about the life of Margaret Sanger, the founder of Planned Parenthood. It seems a relevant book given recent political attacks against the organization, even if a fictional account of Sanger's life. More so though, it's an important time in our history. A time when it was considered pornographic to talk about menstration and female contraception. A time when women, one of them being Margaret Sanger, found the courage to speak out.
Every Tuesday Diane from Bibliophile By the Sea First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros, where participants share the first paragraph (or a few) of a book they are reading or thinking about reading soon. It is also where I share my first impressions about the book I am sharing.
Once, on a train going God knows where, to give still another speech, I awakened in the middle of the night nauseated. Oh, no, I couldn't be pregant. To calm myself, I raised the shade of the window above my berth and looked out. I was just in time to see the sign marking the station fly by. CORNING. Even after all those years, merely passing through the town could make me sick to my stomach.
I can't remember a time that I didn't dream of escape. When the neighborhood brats made fun of me, I told myself I'd show them someday. When Miss Graves drove me out of school, I swore I'd never return. How old was I then? Fifteen? Sixteen?
Every Tuesday, Jenn from Books And A Beat hosts Teaser Tuesdays at which time participants grab their current read, open to a random page, and share two (2) "teaser" sentences from that page while avoiding any spoilers.
Teaser from 17% of Terrible Virtue:
Without it I might not have had the courage to speak up. not that I drank much that night or any other, at least at that stage of my life. Children of drunks rarely do, unless they're drunks themselves.
and at 42%:What do you think? Would you keep reading?
As I sat staring down at the paper splattered with war news as gory as blood, I knew one thing for certain. There is no such thing as a martyr without an audience.
The opening prologue's first paragraph was too long to share, and so I went with the first two paragraphs of Chapter One. I was drawn into Feldman's novel immediately, wanting to know more about who this woman was, what her story was. While I haven't always been able to relate to her, I could see a bit of myself in the opening paragraph.What are you reading at the moment? Is it anything you would recommend?
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