Title: Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit
Author:
Jeanette Winterson
Genre:
(Modern) Classics, LGBTQ+, F/F
Verdict:
This is held up to be a modern classic, so I figured - why not? It looked interesting, after all.
I think this book doesn't get read enough because it's about *whispers* lesbians. We need to get over the narrow-mindedness, in all honesty.
Let me explain something straightaway, though - given the knowing glances and reluctance to talk about this book, I was expecting there to be sexy-times.
There was none of the sexy-times in this book. There were references to the sexy-times, but that's all. And even those are fairly tame, to be perfectly honest.
This is a book about the fictional Jeanette (not to be confused with the real Jeanette,) a girl being raised in an evangelical Christian family up North in the 60s/70s.
They're raising her to be a missionary and do the Lord's work.
This is fine until Jeanette falls in love with another girl. Then the problems start.
This is a semi-autobiographical novel, where the author uses aspects of her own life to create a fictional version of herself.
I really enjoyed this book. The fable-style interludes were cool, and the way the characters were written was the right mix of affection, humour, and frustration.
It was also hugely readable, and quite short (less than 200 pages - practically bite-sized!) And if you want an interesting read, it's a sure-thing.
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