An emotional, ravaging, beautiful 5 star read.
This book tells the much needed story of the women who are tucked away in biblical stories. I am not a religious individual, but I AM a lover of excellent narrative and history, so this book embraced me in it’s stunning prose and kept me there until the last page, where I shed a small tear over the beauty of Dinah’s story.
I don’t know if the characters portrayed in this book were ever real people. I DO know that human society has gone through many different types of evolution. Beliefs have undulated and fluctuated over the centuries. As have morals. The way every day life is structured has shifted over the many years of human existence. Society started somewhere.
The Red Tent delves into the female flesh of history. It discusses the survival of people and shows the enormous contrast between civilizations. It’s frank with the cold judgement and expectation of the Jacobites. It illustrates the strength, grace, and pain women most likely went through so deep into the roots of our history.
It paints the ebb and flow of love. How people took delight in the curves of passion and the beauty of intimacy. It made me think about what it is to be a natural human, unfettered by today’s lofty expectations fed by social media. What kind of woman would I have become if I had lived in such a demanding time? Would my strength have flourished in its own subtle way, or would I have wilted from the weight of a world so thoroughly owned by men?
The writing was achingly beautiful. I was engrossed in the everyday life of Jacob’s women, and in Dinah’s slow progression. My heart broke for her time and again.
I don’t have any complaints about this book. It was written to showcase what could have happened with the women in this time, and it did what it sought to do.