Book Meme, Day 14
Jun. 16th, 2018 06:43 am14. An old favorite.
Child of the Morning by Pauline Gedge. This was the novel which introduced me to Hatshepsut, female Pharaoh of the 18th dynasty. The internet tells me it was originally published ca. 40 years ago (gulp! Because while it took probably some years to get translated into German, I did read the hardcover German edition), and it's been a while since my last reread, but this was and remains one of my favourite historical novels.
Hatshepsut is an engaging heroine, unapologetically brilliant but not above compromise if she has to. Rare for a historical novel featuring a queen, her main love interest, the architect Senmut - who builds the famous temple of Deir-el-Bahri for her and also becomes her high steward , is not given modern issues re: their power differential. Gedge also manages to make it believable she can't bring herself to kill her stepson/nephew, even though she's aware he'll eventually destroy her. The last part of the novel always managed to reduce me to tears whenever I read it, and I don't cry easily.
Subsequently, I read a lot of Pauline Gedge's other novels - she returned to ancient Egypt frequently in her fiction - and wihle I like a lot of them, this one remains my firm favourite. What's true for all of them, though, is that she manages to conjure up an Egypt which feels (to this interested laywoman who has read a lot but has not studied the subject) genuine and plausible, not a contemporary story in nice costumes. (For example, no one blinks at the incestous marriages which are the norm for Egyptian royalty. There is no "as you know, Bob" scene explaining this; it's part of their world.) I also read other fictional takes on Hatshepsut, by good authors, by mediocre authors, but again: this remains my favorite.
( The other days )
Child of the Morning by Pauline Gedge. This was the novel which introduced me to Hatshepsut, female Pharaoh of the 18th dynasty. The internet tells me it was originally published ca. 40 years ago (gulp! Because while it took probably some years to get translated into German, I did read the hardcover German edition), and it's been a while since my last reread, but this was and remains one of my favourite historical novels.
Hatshepsut is an engaging heroine, unapologetically brilliant but not above compromise if she has to. Rare for a historical novel featuring a queen, her main love interest, the architect Senmut - who builds the famous temple of Deir-el-Bahri for her and also becomes her high steward , is not given modern issues re: their power differential. Gedge also manages to make it believable she can't bring herself to kill her stepson/nephew, even though she's aware he'll eventually destroy her. The last part of the novel always managed to reduce me to tears whenever I read it, and I don't cry easily.
Subsequently, I read a lot of Pauline Gedge's other novels - she returned to ancient Egypt frequently in her fiction - and wihle I like a lot of them, this one remains my firm favourite. What's true for all of them, though, is that she manages to conjure up an Egypt which feels (to this interested laywoman who has read a lot but has not studied the subject) genuine and plausible, not a contemporary story in nice costumes. (For example, no one blinks at the incestous marriages which are the norm for Egyptian royalty. There is no "as you know, Bob" scene explaining this; it's part of their world.) I also read other fictional takes on Hatshepsut, by good authors, by mediocre authors, but again: this remains my favorite.
( The other days )