Thursday, December 15, 2011
Book Beginnings: The Last Werewolf
Yesterday evening this was. We were in the upstairs library of his Earl's Court house, him standing at a tense tile between stone hearth and oxblood couch, me in the window seat with a tumbler of forty-five-year-old Macallan and a Camel Filter, staring out at dark London's fast-falling snow. The room smelled of tangerines and leather and the fire's pine logs. Forty-eight hours on I was still sluggish from the Curse. Wolf drains from the wrists and shoulders last. In spite of what I'd just heard I thought: Madeline can give me a massage later, warm jasmine oil and the long-nailed magnolia hands I don't love and never will.
"What are you going to do?" Harley said.
I sipped, swallowed, glimpsed the peat bog plashing white legs of the kilted clan Macallan as the whisky kindled in my chest. It's official. You're the last. I'm Sorry. I'd known what he was going to tell me. Now that he had, what? Vague ontological vertigo, Kubrik's astronaut with the severed umbilicus spinning away all alone into infinity... At a certain point one's imagination refused. The phrase was: It doesn't bear thinking about. Manifestly it didn't.
- Opening moments of The Last Werewolf by Glen Duncan
I am so not a paranormal kinda gal. But, even though I'm only just beginning The Last Werewolf, I am loving this novel's wit and edge and unpredictability in a most predictable genre. The very first two lines drew me in with both big-time plot revelations and an enduring relationship built in two terse words: "I'm sorry."
Warning: As noted in the comments, this novel can get quite graphic and uses all the words (if you catch my meaning). I haven't quite reached the intensely violent parts yet, and normally I don't do well with such fare, so I'll keep you posted. For now, I'm willing to brave it because the other aspects of the novel are so good thusfar.
Now, if you'd like to enjoy many more "book beginnings", go on the hop at A Few More Pages.
Check it out: You can get it for 4 bucks on the iPad too. I did the research, because my library copy must go back tomorrow and I'm only a few chapters in... (Don't have an iPad myself, but plan to mooch off the Dave.)