Right
off the top I have to say that this book has been chosen by my Novel Lovers of
Sebastopol, which is primarily a female exclusive reading group. I have to add though, that this selection was
brilliant: I am thoroughly enjoying the book a third of the way through.
The protagonist
is a woman, not long after the time of Abraham, who relates her stories, as was
the custom of the time, passed down from her grandmother and mother’s female
families through to her female children and grandchildren. Stories passed across five generations, by
telling and retelling. Most of we
readers respect this historical concept and rue the loss about a millennia ago
of the retold verbal story.
From my
perspective, as an aging male, I’ve achieved balance between my testosterone
and my estrogen. I’ve raised kids all my
life, and am naturally envious of the mystical “Red Tent” goings on, of which I
will never be a part. I’m sure that like
me, other readers always want a book that teaches them something, and this
one’s got birthing rites in spades. And
at least as far as I’ve read, a comical view of men, not unlike the old Greek
plays about sex strikes, etc. This was
before urbanity (City-States), so all people were alike. People are normal in this book – which seems
to be a current concept I’ve been appreciating recently. I like book characters, not the best in the
world at X, Y and Z. Beautiful women, studly
men, are always in the eye of the beholder.
We readers understand love and relationships, which abound in this book.
So, the
first hundred pages enjoyed: I’m all in.
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