


And one should not underestimate the challenge, patience is required. Many readers have found that confusing, but I found it beguiling - I trusted the author and so was both a willing audience and participant - eager to marvel in the colour, intensity and heart imbued in the commonplace and accepting of the challenge being presented. The narrative voice and framing is unusual, and often oblique. There is much to admire within Bridge of Clay, but like most novels nearing 600 pages, it also has its weaknesses. So the comparisons should, and in my review will stop there. And that novel’s mastery, it’s knife-edge balance of whimsy and gravitas was never going to be repeated. Its subject matter will hopefully never be repeated. I adored Markus Zusak’s modern classic The Book Thief. Disclosure: If you click a link in this post and make a purchase, I may earn a small commission.
