We know you book lovers just can’t wait for the most eagerly anticipated event of the year- the Galle Literary Festival 2009. If excitement is building up, here’s a chance for one lucky Sunday Times reader to win a free day pass to the Festival for Thursday, January 29.
All you have to do is read the five first lines of books given below and identify the writers. Write the names in order, correctly numbered on a postcard and send it in to:
The Sunday Times-GLF Quiz
The Sunday Times,
No. 8, Hunupitiya Cross Road,
Colombo 2.
Entries should reach us before January 21. The first correct entry drawn wins the prize.
Please include your name, address and contact number on the postcard. The winner’s name and the answers to the quiz will be published on January 25.
Here are the quotes:
1. “Dear Husband, I lost our children today.”
2. “Love is not the greatest glue between two people. Sex is. The laws of school physics will tell you it is more difficult to prise apart two bodies joined in the middle than those connected anywhere near the top or bottom.”
3. “Three final images flashed across Serenity’s mind as he disappeared into the jaws of the colossal crocodile: a rotting buffalo with rivers of maggots and armies of flies emanating from its cavities; the aunt of his missing wife, who was also his longtime lover; and the mysterious woman who had cured his childhood obsession with tall women.”
4.“Lord George Gordon Byron was five feet eight and a half inches in height, had a malformed right foot, chestnut hair, a haunting pallor, temples of alabaster, teeth like pearls, grey eyes fringed with dark lashes, an enchantedness that neither men nor women could resist.”
5. “One midsummer evening in La Paz, just before New Year’s Eve, I went out into the dark to find a taxi to take me to the modern suburbs. I hadn’t slept - or not slept - for many days, it seemed and so, not quite myself, I hailed a cab and told the driver to take me to a Mexican restaurant I had heard about, down in the warm valley to the south. We followed the curves of a mountain road, and came very soon to a darkened grid of long, straight streets, stretching in every direction. I repeated the address of the place to the driver, but Indian names are hard to make out for a foreigner, and soon, very soon, we were lost.”
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