The Thanksgiving Visitor by Truman Capote -- BOOK BEGINNINGS

 

BOOK BEGINNINGS ON FRIDAYS

The Thanksgiving Visitor by Truman Capote

Thank you for joining me this week for Book Beginnings on Fridays where participants share the opening sentence (or two) from the book they are reading. You can also share from a book you want to feature, even if you are not reading it at the moment, which is what I'm doing this week. 

MY BOOK BEGINNING

Talk about mean! Odd Henderson was the meanest human creature in my experience.

-- from The Thanksgiving Visitor by Truman Capote.

The Thanksgiving Visitor is a short story by Truman Capote originally published in the November 1967 issue of McCall's magazine, and later published as a book by Random House in 1968. It's a childhood tale about a boy and a bully bothering him and was inspired by Capote's own childhood in Alabama. 

I thought this would be a good pick for Thanksgiving week. For those of you celebrating, I wish you a happy Thanksgiving and a relaxing holiday weekend! If you want to read The Thanksgiving Visitor, it is available online here. There is also a beautiful Modern Libray edition combining another, connected story called One Christmas.  

YOUR BOOK BEGINNING

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THE FRIDAY 56

The Friday 56 asks participants to share a two-sentence teaser from their book of the week. If your book is an ebook or audiobook, pick a teaser from the 56% point. 

Anna at My Head is Full of Books hosts The Friday 56, a natural tie-in with Book Beginnings on Fridays. Please visit My Head is Full of Books to leave the link to your post. 

MY FRIDAY 56

-- from The Thanksgiving Visitor:

The noises of the house were lovely, too: pots and pans and Uncle B.'s unused and rusty voice as he stood in the hall in his creaking Sunday suit, greeting our guests as they arrived. A few came by horseback or mule drawn wagon, the majority in shined up farm trucks and rackety flivvers.

I pulled that from roughly 56% of the way through the book because the story is not 56 pages long.