She's been published in the New Yorker (and included on their list of Best Writers Under 40); her first novel has drawn glowing blurbs from the likes of Ann Patchett and T.C. Boyle. And, oh yeah, she's just 25 years old. We're just under four months out from the publication of Téa Obreht's first novel, The Tiger's Wife, and the pressure is on.

This is one review copy that's been eagerly awaited at the BookPage offices. Now that we've finally got our hands on it, we want to share the opening lines with you:

In my earliest memory, my grandfather is bald as a stone and he takes me to see the tigers. He puts on his hat, his big-buttoned raincoat, and I wear my lacquered shoes and velvet dress. It is autumn, and I am four years old. The certainty of this process: my grandfather's hand, the bright hiss of the trolley, the dampness of the morning, the crowded walk up the hill to the citadel park. Always in my grandfather's breast pocket: The Jungle Book, with its gold-leaf cover and old yellow pages. I am not allowed to hold it, but it will stay open on his knee all afternoon while he recites the passages to me. Even though my grandfather is not wearing his stethoscope or white coat, the lady at the ticket counter in the entrance shed calls him "Doctor."

Are you looking forward to reading The Tiger's Wife?

*I first learned the meaning of the word "phenom" from a TV series. Since YouTube means no show, good or bad, can ever be completely obliterated from the human consciousness, I am able to share the show's opening credits with you. Funny how TV shows from 1993 now look like 1980s After School Specials compared with today's slick productions.

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