Saturday evening, my mum and I had a lovely time shouting abuse at Sebastian Faulks and disagreeing with his choices of great literary lovers.
His book picks were Pride & Prejudice, Wuthering Heights, Lady Chatterley's Lover, The End of the Affair, The Golden Notebook and The Line of Beauty. To my shame, I had only read one of these (the Graham Greene) and hadn't even heard of the last one. But then, if a book is billed as a love story I'm unlikely to pick it up.
I started thinking about my own lineup, so here it is.
- Christopher Tietjens, Parade's End. His love affair spans four books and starts ruining his life long before its eventual consummation.
- Buck, The Call of the Wild: 'Love, genuine passionate love, was his for the first time...love that was feverish and burning, that was adoration, that was madness, it had taken John Thornton to arouse.'
- Lord Peter Wimsey. I may want to kill Harriet Vane with fire, but Wimsey's wooing is still enjoyable to read.
- Don Quixote, who invents a love interest for himself and sets about pining away for her and getting in all sorts of trouble to impress an entirely imaginary woman. A lesson for us all.
Favourite literary lovers, anyone?