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jess_mango's review against another edition
4.0
Short listed for the Women's Fiction Prize in 2015
More thoughts soon...
More thoughts soon...
xenschei's review against another edition
dark
emotional
lighthearted
mysterious
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Plot
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated
2.75
sarahreadsbooks123's review against another edition
emotional
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated
4.5
kingarooski's review against another edition
3.0
Qayyum Gul leaves home to join the Indian Army and suffers a life-changing injury at Ypres. Vivian Rose Spencer leaves home to care for injured soldiers. Their paths cross when Vivian sets off for Peshawar and Qayyum returns home. I suspect that I would have enjoyed this book more if I could have spent more time with it in larger chunks.
krobart's review
3.0
See my review here:
https://whatmeread.wordpress.com/2016/02/26/day-856-a-god-in-every-stone/
https://whatmeread.wordpress.com/2016/02/26/day-856-a-god-in-every-stone/
elliehamilton38's review against another edition
adventurous
challenging
emotional
informative
sad
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Plot
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated
4.0
hanzy's review
4.0
A book that pulls you deep in, so much so that for a while, you feel yourself lost when you get back to the real world. Absolutely loved the blend of different elements in the story, the historical bits, just everything actually.
I only wish the ending had been a bit different. It kind of leaves us on a vague note.. wanting more.. certain questions unanswered, especially about the characters... We're sucked so deep within that it's almost sad to know this book is the only place where we get to be with them, and that they're not actual 'living' people.
I only wish the ending had been a bit different. It kind of leaves us on a vague note.. wanting more.. certain questions unanswered, especially about the characters... We're sucked so deep within that it's almost sad to know this book is the only place where we get to be with them, and that they're not actual 'living' people.
kate66's review against another edition
5.0
Not my favourite of her novels but still streets ahead of others. Kamila Shamsie weaves architeology, history, myth and legend into tge fascinating tale of Viv Spencer, a rogue female ripping up the rule book of what was expected of English ladies through the first half of the 20th century.
As always the prose is beautiful, her characters sensitively drawn despite their faults. I can picture every scene in my mind's eye. She is a masterful storyteller, gripping this reader to the end.
As always the prose is beautiful, her characters sensitively drawn despite their faults. I can picture every scene in my mind's eye. She is a masterful storyteller, gripping this reader to the end.
margaret21's review against another edition
3.0
This book didn't live up to its promise for me. It concerns Qayyam Gul, injured out of the British Indian Army at Ypres, who later crosses paths with Vivian Spencer, archaeologist, who during her work in Peshawar meets and teaches his younger brother. It's a story that promises much, looking at brotherhood, love, and the role of the British in twentieth century India. But the constant leaping from one strand of the story to another finally lost my concentration, and I finished by being somewhat disappointed.
audreyvm's review
5.0
I hardly left ten minutes between finishing Kamila Shamsie’s A God in Every Stone (Bloomsbury, 2014)and sitting down to write about it, so anxious was I to share the good news. After spewing out an exhilarated first draft of this review I’ve given it a 24 hour cooling off period, but I have to admit to still being more than a little in love with this book. I read as slowly as I could, savouring the poignancy of the small moments captured on the page and pausing often to reflect on the work, but by the end I could hold out no more and devoured the last third at once, reading with my heart in my throat. At the end the air left my lungs as if I had been punched in the stomach and there were – in fact there often were over the course of the book – tears pricking the backs of my eyes.
If you didn’t gather from that, I’m a fan. This has been on my TBR pile since March but I resisted starting it, both because I was being drawn into the new (to me) world of translated fiction and because when I hear that a book is a colonial-era tale about an English woman and a ‘native’ man, my expectations are that I’ve heard that story before. Which just goes to show how foolish it is to judge a book by our pre-conceived assumptions. We’ve heard every story before. What sets ‘A God in Every Stone’ apart is the depth of its characters and the nuances it brings to their loyalties and values. Plus, while it might be about a woman and a man, it isn’t a romance.
The book spans the time between July 1914, just before the outbreak of WWII, and April 1930, and tells the story of an English woman, Vivian Rose Spencer, an archeologist who travels to Peshawar in search of ancient Persian circlet which holds a special meaning for her; Qayyam Gul, a Pashtun soldier in the British army who returns home uncertain about his loyalties; and his younger brother, Najeeb, who is entranced by Vivian Rose’s stories of the Pashtun’s past.
Politically this is the time when India’s independence movement is on the rise, and change is on the horizon, both in England and in Peshawar, with the struggles, heartache and loss which inevitable accompany political upheaval. The strength of the characters in the book comes from their divided loyalties. Vivian Rose is a modern woman with a passion for archeology and an independent bent, but she is opposed to the suffragettes’ cause. Although she doesn’t share the worst of the colonial attitudes towards the Pashtun locals, she isn’t pro-independence, instead believing that the rule of Empire is necessary to modernize and ‘civilise’.
“The rage she felt on behalf of the women of the Peshawar Valley as she sweltered beneath the voluminous burqa dispelled any ambivalence she might have started to feel about Indian demands for self-rule. All these Indians talking about political change when really what this country desperately needed was social change. Why should they be allowed independence when they only wanted it for half of the population?”
Vivian Rose is the most vividly drawn character, but Qayyam and Najeeb have their own internal struggles, and the directions the two brothers take – one towards peaceful resistance, the other drawn to archeology, work well to highlight the difficulties of both sides. Qayyam cannot trust the motives of the English, while Najeeb is enthralled by the glories of the past, and neither can fully understand the other’s positon.
“Of all the fantastic tales you’ve ever told, none is more fantastic than that of the kindly English who dig up our treasures because they want you to know your own history. Your museums are all part of their Civilising Mission, their White Man’s burden, their moral justification for what they have done here.”
At the heart of the story is the Peshawar valley, the beauty of the city and the mountains (‘oh everywhere, the mountains! Dark green, almost black, mountains; blue mountains; rose-coloured mountains; and away in the distance, snow-topped mountains’), and the culture of its people. Nothing is idolized or glorified, and we are left to make our own decisions. Oh, there are holes you can pick in places, but there are always holes you can pick in places. After a few months of reading which has been largely focused on style, it was a refreshing reminder than excellence can also come from great characters and a good plot. For myself, I can’t wait to read another Shamsie.
More reviews available at www.goodbyetoallthis.com
If you didn’t gather from that, I’m a fan. This has been on my TBR pile since March but I resisted starting it, both because I was being drawn into the new (to me) world of translated fiction and because when I hear that a book is a colonial-era tale about an English woman and a ‘native’ man, my expectations are that I’ve heard that story before. Which just goes to show how foolish it is to judge a book by our pre-conceived assumptions. We’ve heard every story before. What sets ‘A God in Every Stone’ apart is the depth of its characters and the nuances it brings to their loyalties and values. Plus, while it might be about a woman and a man, it isn’t a romance.
The book spans the time between July 1914, just before the outbreak of WWII, and April 1930, and tells the story of an English woman, Vivian Rose Spencer, an archeologist who travels to Peshawar in search of ancient Persian circlet which holds a special meaning for her; Qayyam Gul, a Pashtun soldier in the British army who returns home uncertain about his loyalties; and his younger brother, Najeeb, who is entranced by Vivian Rose’s stories of the Pashtun’s past.
Politically this is the time when India’s independence movement is on the rise, and change is on the horizon, both in England and in Peshawar, with the struggles, heartache and loss which inevitable accompany political upheaval. The strength of the characters in the book comes from their divided loyalties. Vivian Rose is a modern woman with a passion for archeology and an independent bent, but she is opposed to the suffragettes’ cause. Although she doesn’t share the worst of the colonial attitudes towards the Pashtun locals, she isn’t pro-independence, instead believing that the rule of Empire is necessary to modernize and ‘civilise’.
“The rage she felt on behalf of the women of the Peshawar Valley as she sweltered beneath the voluminous burqa dispelled any ambivalence she might have started to feel about Indian demands for self-rule. All these Indians talking about political change when really what this country desperately needed was social change. Why should they be allowed independence when they only wanted it for half of the population?”
Vivian Rose is the most vividly drawn character, but Qayyam and Najeeb have their own internal struggles, and the directions the two brothers take – one towards peaceful resistance, the other drawn to archeology, work well to highlight the difficulties of both sides. Qayyam cannot trust the motives of the English, while Najeeb is enthralled by the glories of the past, and neither can fully understand the other’s positon.
“Of all the fantastic tales you’ve ever told, none is more fantastic than that of the kindly English who dig up our treasures because they want you to know your own history. Your museums are all part of their Civilising Mission, their White Man’s burden, their moral justification for what they have done here.”
At the heart of the story is the Peshawar valley, the beauty of the city and the mountains (‘oh everywhere, the mountains! Dark green, almost black, mountains; blue mountains; rose-coloured mountains; and away in the distance, snow-topped mountains’), and the culture of its people. Nothing is idolized or glorified, and we are left to make our own decisions. Oh, there are holes you can pick in places, but there are always holes you can pick in places. After a few months of reading which has been largely focused on style, it was a refreshing reminder than excellence can also come from great characters and a good plot. For myself, I can’t wait to read another Shamsie.
More reviews available at www.goodbyetoallthis.com