Random Readings 15

If I remembered that morning of Clarissa's birthday so well – cards and torn envelopes scattered across the bed, intrusive sunlight burning through the curtained gap – it's because one of our little playful episodes brought me for the first time in my life to a full and complete experience in two places at once. Aroused by Clarissa, fully sentient and appreciative, and yet gripped by the tragedy behind the newspaper titbit, the two teams scattering midplay in the violent winds to die in their boots on the edge of the invisible pitch. All copulating creatures are vulnerable to attack, but selection over time must have proved that reproductive success was best served by undivided attention. Better to allow the occasional couple to be eaten mid-rapture than dilute by one jot a vigorous procreational urge. But for seconds on end I had wholesomely and simultaneously indulged two of life's central, antithetical pleasures, reading and fucking.

– from Enduring Love by Ian McEwan

Comments

[Patricia]

Heh...I've noticed that no one has commented on this...perhaps a tad too much? I dunno...for some reason I really liked this random reading!

[Ellen]

I won't shy away from this, finally back to catching up on my blogs and damn! you're too prolific these days Patricia, I can't keep up. Ian McEwan can sure weave a sentence. Newspapers yes, Faulkner no.