Of course Winterson has been hailed with prize after prize, and also an OBE, for her writing. Here is an autobiography that will amuse and fascinate in that deep resonating way that few authors have (Nic Pizzolatto is another) of slipping us noiselessly into the narrative where we remain until the end. Her youth as the daughter of evangelists is fraught with both tension and light hearted forays into the lives of the characters that surrounded her fervor and final alienation. Winterson is nothing short of brilliant.
Innovative in style, its humour by turns punchy and tender, Jeanette Winterson's first novel, Oranges are Not the Only Fruit is a few days ride into the bizarre outposts of religious excess and human obsession. It's a love story, too. Winterson's adaptation of the novel was an internationally acclaimed television drama awarded a BAFTA for best drama and an RTS award in the same year; the Prix Italia; FIPA D'Argent at Cannes for best script; The Golden Gate in San Francisco and an ACE Award at the Los Angeles television festival.
I picked up a copy from the 'free' book truck at the branch library with the intention of taking it to the shelf at the old soldiers' home, but did not care for it much.
It is about an English girl who is very active in her parish and the chapter I read on the bus does have its moments, but I liked the chapter I read from Lillian Hellman's 1974 'Pentimento' obtained at the same time. I read 'Bethe' and it is also quite literary but I enjoyed it more. The book collects Ms. Hellman's essays centered around various uncommon people she has known.
Although both books seem to have been unread until I picked them up, I would imagine Ms. Winterson's 1985 book is much more honored by English majors.