From the award-winning author of Mad Meg (winner of the 1995 Australian National Book Council's Banjo Award) comes Window Gods, a brilliant, incisive work of art that tackles the big issues on a broad canvas: juggling the responsibilities of family whilst carving out some space for the self; the responsibilities of womanhood; negotiating the role of the mother - bringing tFrom the award-winning author of Mad Meg (winner of the 1995 Australian National Book Council's Banjo Award) comes Window Gods, a brilliant, incisive work of art that tackles the big issues on a broad canvas: juggling the responsibilities of family whilst carving out some space for the self; the responsibilities of womanhood; negotiating the role of the mother - bringing together the pieces of a fractured life into a productive whole.56-year-old Isobel is an artist struggling to engage deeply with her subject matter while the responsibilities of womanhood tug her in all directions - her ancient mother, her son and her late sister's daughter. When a lawsuit brought by her half sister and her husband's cancer diagnosis collide, Isobel is thrown from one crisis to the next. Then her son disappears in Afghanistan. In a situation resembling a global Middlemarch, Isobel sets off to find her son. The journey takes her away from her ailing mother to Afghanistan, where on her journey she finds courage in friendship and new horizons.Strengthened and empowered, Isobel comes home to the bushfire season and her mother's last, hilarious days as she prepares to meet her God. Window Gods is about family, inheritance and change. Making sense of where you are and making sense of life in the absence of a single authority, or any of the old gods. Full of astute observations about life, death and everything in between it's a wry, funny and intelligent look at modern life - in all its glory....
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Window Gods Reviews
While no where near as provocative, this book reminded me a little bit of Christos Tsolkias's The Slap, in the sense that it had very abrasive and unlikeable characters and held up the mirror (somewhat) to modern day Australia (an Australia I don't know very well, having been gone nearly a decade. The Australia I remember is most accurately captured in Richard Flanagan's The Accidental Terrorist, but that's by the by). I liked the layering of metaphor - the rare native orchids that only bloom after fire, symbolic of what is going on (and has gone on) in the protagonist Isobel's life. And when the events of the novel start taking place alongside real events from history, the shock of realisation creeps up on you, not unlike the ending of Michelle de Kretser's Questions of Travel. The sections that took place in Afghanistan were interesting but I did find my attention wandering here and there...I found the subplot of her ageing mother Stella and getting her rehoused once her nursing home closes more compelling, as I felt it had a stronger political message (which some may disagree with, this is just my opinion).Most of all I enjoyed the writing, Isobel's voice was very convincing and in fact reminded me of a few women of her generation that I know. A good read. I'm curious to read more of Sally Morrison's work.
Often, especially with gift books I've never heard of, I'll launch in without reading the blurb. Looking for a lovely surprise story without preconceptions - that's almost what happened here. This novel is a bit more 'high brow' than my usual and to be honest I still can't work out if I really liked it or not. Sometimes I found the main character, Isobel, foolish, irritating and snobby but then she would go ahead and prove me wrong. As for plot, this novel went in many directions that I never saw coming (probably would have if I read the blurb!), some were quite wonderful, yet I still found it tedious at times. But just when I was about to give up through boredom, it would take hold again. Apparently Window Gods was a follow on from a book called Mad Meg (could the literary geniuses of the world please excuse my ignorance) Ultimately I do think this is a good read, it has some beautiful writing and I am glad it was given to me.At the back of my mind though, while reading it, was "what has this got to do with Dr Who?". The non-reader who gave me this booked walked in a shop and said "I need a book for a girl who likes Dr Who" and thus Window Gods became my Christmas present......yep, I think the sales guy did an ennie mennie minnie mo :)
Almost abandoned at about page 170. But I had nothing else handy so kept reading. Interesting incidents scattered amongst pages of tedious detail of characters who are not introduced in a manner helpful to the reader. Kept asking myself, "Who is this person?", but wasn't interested enough to flip back to try to find out who they were or how they fitted in. If there was a point to the book, I missed it.
Introspective and absorbed in her own life, I found the main protagonist in this book to be neither likeable or unlikeable. And in some ways this summed up my thoughts on the book too. Beautifully written as it was, by far the most interesting moments came when recounting experiences in Pakistan and Afghanistan. The finer details of life back in Australia – ageing mother, family conflict, the creation of art – hummed along but never really reached a climax.
2.5 stars really. The plot strayed I think.