Consistently amusing and periodically insightful. A few weeks ago, I read Nothing Natural, an uneven 1987 Diski title about a BDSM affair. While I thought she had talent, I probably wouldn't have read her again if she hadn't written a brace of novels about the patriarchs and matriarchs of Genesis, a story cycle of endless fascination for me. In the intervening fourteen years between Nothing Natural and this title, Diski definitely upped her game. The writing here is much tighter, only occasionally lapsing into breezy, chick-litty relationship-speak, and much more often managing a wry perspective and an almost aphoristic polish.
Only Human is the story of the first love triangle, which develops between God and his human creatures. Bored by the perfect stasis of I am, God interrupts (Diski's verb) the non-flow of non-time with the mirror of his creation. But Diski's God is far from omniscient, and is unable to envision the unfolding consequences of this interruption, particularly that the humans, made in his image, would become creators themselves, and would introduce the destabilizing elements of love and us to God's perfect system. Jealous of the bond that humans have with each other, God the Homewrecker tries to horn in on the action and steal the heart of a chosen human beloved, Abram of Ur, by means of Revelation and Covenant. The story is told in two voices: a first-person narration by I am Himself, and an omniscient narrator (I love that God's is the voice expressing limited narrative vision) who maintains for most, but not all, of the novel, the point of view of Sarai - Abram's sister/wife, God's rival for Abram's love and the embodiment and champion of the temporal, the contingent, and the corporeal. "What could I do," God says of her at one point, "but block his route to contentment? Yes, I hated Sarai. She chose the world, when, like Abram, she might have chosen me out of her need...She chose the world as her meaning." Blake said Milton, avowed intent to justify God notwithstanding, was "of the Devil's party without knowing it." Diski, likewise, is clearly of Sarai's party in this tawdry tale. Sarai has gravitas and existential courage and heroic stature. God, in contrast, seems calculating, spiteful, and appallingly weak for an Omnipotent Being - Only Human, in fact. As Sarai says to Abram, "He tells you he loves you and transforms your human life, your only life, into arid waiting. This lord fears humanity, fears its capacity to make connection. He is a separator, a baffled angry solitary who cannot bear the results of his thoughtless creating. He is an infant who gave birth to parents whose interest in each other he cannot tolerate."