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The Incarnations
Who are you? You must be wondering. I am your soulmate, your old friend, and I have come back to this city of sixteen million in search of you.
So begins the first letter that falls into Wang’s lap as he flips down the visor in his taxi. The letters that follow are filled with the stories of Wang’s previous lives—from escaping a marriage to a spirit bride, to being a slave on the run from Genghis Khan, to living as a fisherman during the Opium Wars, and being a teenager on the Red Guard during the cultural revolution—bound to his mysterious “soulmate,” spanning one thousand years of betrayal and intrigue.
As the letters continue to appear seemingly out of thin air, Wang becomes convinced that someone is watching him—someone who claims to have known him for over one thousand years. And with each letter, Wang feels the watcher growing closer and closer…
Seamlessly weaving Chinese folklore, history, and literary classics, The Incarnations is a taut and gripping novel that sheds light on the cyclical nature of history as it hints that the past is never truly settled.
So begins the first letter that falls into Wang’s lap as he flips down the visor in his taxi. The letters that follow are filled with the stories of Wang’s previous lives—from escaping a marriage to a spirit bride, to being a slave on the run from Genghis Khan, to living as a fisherman during the Opium Wars, and being a teenager on the Red Guard during the cultural revolution—bound to his mysterious “soulmate,” spanning one thousand years of betrayal and intrigue.
As the letters continue to appear seemingly out of thin air, Wang becomes convinced that someone is watching him—someone who claims to have known him for over one thousand years. And with each letter, Wang feels the watcher growing closer and closer…
Seamlessly weaving Chinese folklore, history, and literary classics, The Incarnations is a taut and gripping novel that sheds light on the cyclical nature of history as it hints that the past is never truly settled.
371 pages, Hardcover
First published July 3, 2014
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About the author
Susan Barker
5 books347 followersSusan Barker (born 1978) is a British novelist. She has an English father and a Chinese-Malaysian mother and grew up in East London. She is the author of the novel Sayonara Bar, which Time magazine called "a cocktail of astringent cultural observations, genres stirred and shaken, subplots served with a twist" and The Orientalist and the Ghost, both published by Doubleday (UK) and longlisted for the Dylan Thomas Prize.
Her third novel The Incarnations (Doubleday UK, July 2014) is about a taxi driver in contemporary Beijing and interwoven with tales from the Tang dynasty, the invasion of Genghis Khan, the Ming dynasty, the Opium War, and the Cultural Revolution. While writing The Incarnations she spent several years living in Beijing, researching modern and imperial China.
Her third novel The Incarnations (Doubleday UK, July 2014) is about a taxi driver in contemporary Beijing and interwoven with tales from the Tang dynasty, the invasion of Genghis Khan, the Ming dynasty, the Opium War, and the Cultural Revolution. While writing The Incarnations she spent several years living in Beijing, researching modern and imperial China.
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June 28, 2018
this book is very david mitchell-y in structure and theme, but it is somewhat less intellectually demanding than mitchell, and as the ever-astute blair points out, there isn't much of a difference between the voices of the discrete narratives. but that doesn't mean it's not an astonishingly good book on its own merits.
it's a sad, frequently brutal story of the various incarnations of two souls spanning the course of hundreds of years, with detail-rich backdrops of ancient to modern china. the stories satellite around wang - a taxi driver in beijing in 2008 with a wife named yida, a daughter named echo, and some heavy emotional baggage in his rearview (chortle). and as he will soon learn, that emotional baggage is not just restricted to this life; he has had five previous lives in which he has engaged with another entity in various ways, many of them centered around erotic entanglements, and most of them ending in betrayal and gruesome death.
although he has no memory of these lives, he begins to receive mysterious letters from the person with whom he shared these experiences, detailing the nature of their relationships through time and vowing that their paths will cross again.
the five letters chronicling their lives are standalone chapters in the novel, and had they been five stories in a larger collection, i would have thought "what excellent stories these are!," but i am so glad that barker chose to go the extra step and use them as bones to wrap a whole other story around - it is a wonderfully ambitious risk and i think it paid off. the only quibble i have is that i wish the story had been more evenly distributed. there's a lot of wang (heh) in between the past-life stories, and while his own current-life is beautifully, tragically written, i would have loved more islands of past-lives breaking up his storyline.
but that's just a minor complaint in what was a singularly enjoyable, discomfiting, immersive reading experience. if she writes a book of short stories, i will read it gladly. if she writes another novel, i will read it gladly. if she writes a poem on a bathroom wall, i will read it gladly. (edit - so i just learned she has TWO OTHER BOOKS! which i will read gladly)
i don't want to say much more, but i urge you to get your hands on this, as long as you have the stomach for some of the graphic bits and pieces.
come to my blog!
it's a sad, frequently brutal story of the various incarnations of two souls spanning the course of hundreds of years, with detail-rich backdrops of ancient to modern china. the stories satellite around wang - a taxi driver in beijing in 2008 with a wife named yida, a daughter named echo, and some heavy emotional baggage in his rearview (chortle). and as he will soon learn, that emotional baggage is not just restricted to this life; he has had five previous lives in which he has engaged with another entity in various ways, many of them centered around erotic entanglements, and most of them ending in betrayal and gruesome death.
although he has no memory of these lives, he begins to receive mysterious letters from the person with whom he shared these experiences, detailing the nature of their relationships through time and vowing that their paths will cross again.
the five letters chronicling their lives are standalone chapters in the novel, and had they been five stories in a larger collection, i would have thought "what excellent stories these are!," but i am so glad that barker chose to go the extra step and use them as bones to wrap a whole other story around - it is a wonderfully ambitious risk and i think it paid off. the only quibble i have is that i wish the story had been more evenly distributed. there's a lot of wang (heh) in between the past-life stories, and while his own current-life is beautifully, tragically written, i would have loved more islands of past-lives breaking up his storyline.
but that's just a minor complaint in what was a singularly enjoyable, discomfiting, immersive reading experience. if she writes a book of short stories, i will read it gladly. if she writes another novel, i will read it gladly. if she writes a poem on a bathroom wall, i will read it gladly. (edit - so i just learned she has TWO OTHER BOOKS! which i will read gladly)
i don't want to say much more, but i urge you to get your hands on this, as long as you have the stomach for some of the graphic bits and pieces.
come to my blog!
January 17, 2018
”In other incarnations I have explored every inch of you, with tongue and fingers and eyes. No matter how dilapidated, scarred and mutilated your body, I have always found you beautiful, for it is the soul beneath I seek.”
Wang Jun, a Beijing cab driver, starts receiving letters. They are not posted to him, but left where he will be sure to find them. They are disturbing letters because they are telling him things about himself that he doesn’t know. He doesn’t remember these revelations because what he is being told has happened to him in the past. Not the current past, but the past before he became Wang Jun.
Enlightening? Confusing? Frightening? Crazy?
None of it will make sense or be acceptable as long as he continues to resist the notion that he has been reincarnated several times. Why does this person remember and Wang remembers nothing? Who is this letter writer?
“After incarnation is when we meet. After the hand of fate has snatched up our souls and placed them in the womb to be born again, kicking and screaming into the human world. Fate throws us in the same family, the same harem, the same herd of slaves. But fate sets us against each other. Fate has us brawling, red in tooth and claw. Fate condemns us to bring about the other’s downfall. To blaze like fiery meteors as we crash into each other’s stratosphere, then incinerate to heat and dust.”
The book takes readers backwards and forwards in time as we meet these two reincarnates time and again, as whores, eunuchs, murderers, sorceresses, slaves, concubines, and pirates. Their souls always find each other, regardless of the roles they have been assigned in any given life. Sometimes they are lovers. Sometimes they kill each other. Usually, when I read a book that flips between different time periods, I start to prefer one or the other, and that never happens in this book. The hapless Wang Jun, taxidriver, is just as interesting to me as the other colorful characters from his past lives.
I just love this description from an encounter in 1836, during the Qing Dynasty:
“Slumber beast. Yellow slit of eye. Slobbering on the cobbles of Hog Lane, as though gnashed up in the jaws of the Sea Daemon and spewed out. Hairy-knuckled hand, sleep-scratching the crotch-rot between his legs. Yellow matted hair like trampled straw. He should have been set ablaze, he was so crawling with filth and disease.”
You would think he was talking about a lion or certainly some deprived and abused creature, but of course, the Chinese boy is describing a drunk white man passed out in the gutter.
There is a concubine who has suffered under the torture of Emperor Jiajing during the Ming Dynasty in 1542. ”I loosen my sash and shrug my shoulders so my robe slides to my feet. The stitches that crisscross my body are like puckered seams, holding together my patchwork of skin. ‘Do these scars count as evidence that His Majesty favours me?’” Another great example of the dangers of anyone having absolute power. It isn’t enough for Jiajing to screw the most beautiful young girls in the land, but he also has to hurt them, scar them, make them even more his property than they already are, as depositories of his vile seed.
A thousand year bond is impossible to break. As the past continues to collide with the present, Wang becomes more and more unstable. Shadows become paranoid delusions. Friends are a fount of suspicious suppositions. Fares are annoyances who wrap barbed wire around jangled nerves with every veiled criticism. His family is unnerved by this distorted, tortured version of the person they love. If he is all these reincarnations and a product of all these events of all these past lives,…
then who is he?
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Wang Jun, a Beijing cab driver, starts receiving letters. They are not posted to him, but left where he will be sure to find them. They are disturbing letters because they are telling him things about himself that he doesn’t know. He doesn’t remember these revelations because what he is being told has happened to him in the past. Not the current past, but the past before he became Wang Jun.
Enlightening? Confusing? Frightening? Crazy?
None of it will make sense or be acceptable as long as he continues to resist the notion that he has been reincarnated several times. Why does this person remember and Wang remembers nothing? Who is this letter writer?
“After incarnation is when we meet. After the hand of fate has snatched up our souls and placed them in the womb to be born again, kicking and screaming into the human world. Fate throws us in the same family, the same harem, the same herd of slaves. But fate sets us against each other. Fate has us brawling, red in tooth and claw. Fate condemns us to bring about the other’s downfall. To blaze like fiery meteors as we crash into each other’s stratosphere, then incinerate to heat and dust.”
The book takes readers backwards and forwards in time as we meet these two reincarnates time and again, as whores, eunuchs, murderers, sorceresses, slaves, concubines, and pirates. Their souls always find each other, regardless of the roles they have been assigned in any given life. Sometimes they are lovers. Sometimes they kill each other. Usually, when I read a book that flips between different time periods, I start to prefer one or the other, and that never happens in this book. The hapless Wang Jun, taxidriver, is just as interesting to me as the other colorful characters from his past lives.
I just love this description from an encounter in 1836, during the Qing Dynasty:
“Slumber beast. Yellow slit of eye. Slobbering on the cobbles of Hog Lane, as though gnashed up in the jaws of the Sea Daemon and spewed out. Hairy-knuckled hand, sleep-scratching the crotch-rot between his legs. Yellow matted hair like trampled straw. He should have been set ablaze, he was so crawling with filth and disease.”
You would think he was talking about a lion or certainly some deprived and abused creature, but of course, the Chinese boy is describing a drunk white man passed out in the gutter.
There is a concubine who has suffered under the torture of Emperor Jiajing during the Ming Dynasty in 1542. ”I loosen my sash and shrug my shoulders so my robe slides to my feet. The stitches that crisscross my body are like puckered seams, holding together my patchwork of skin. ‘Do these scars count as evidence that His Majesty favours me?’” Another great example of the dangers of anyone having absolute power. It isn’t enough for Jiajing to screw the most beautiful young girls in the land, but he also has to hurt them, scar them, make them even more his property than they already are, as depositories of his vile seed.
A thousand year bond is impossible to break. As the past continues to collide with the present, Wang becomes more and more unstable. Shadows become paranoid delusions. Friends are a fount of suspicious suppositions. Fares are annoyances who wrap barbed wire around jangled nerves with every veiled criticism. His family is unnerved by this distorted, tortured version of the person they love. If he is all these reincarnations and a product of all these events of all these past lives,…
then who is he?
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February 25, 2017
The Incarnations, compared in the publisher's description to the work of David Mitchell, is a weird and wonderful piece of historical/fantasy/suspense fiction unlike anything else I've read. The book opens with a letter, written to a taxi driver named Wang Jun by a person who claims to be his 'soulmate'. In this strange missive, the so-called soulmate writes of a number of 'past lives' he or she (or it) has shared with Wang, ranging across centuries of Chinese history. Wang suspects it's a prank, but the letters keep coming, and they grow more and more personal as the writer goes into further detail about the nature of these past lives (or incarnations), which range from the tale of a eunuch and a prostitute in 632 AD, to a story about teenage girls in an 'anti-capitalist' school during the Maoist 1960s. Wang's sanity hangs in the balance as the stability of his marriage is threatened by the letters' content and by his conviction that they are the work of a malicious stalker. As he tries to figure out what's going on, the reader comes to understand that the person Wang appears to be - an ordinary taxi driver, a semi-happily married man, a decent father - is not who he is; his past is much darker and more complicated. He develops a theory about the identity of the letter-writer, which the reader may be tempted to share, but is the truth really that simple?
The use of letters to tell these stories means the 'incarnations' are treated as self-contained short stories within the overarching narrative. This keeps the book constantly unpredictable and surprising while providing you with a reason to care about how and why the stories are connected. The stories are frequently violent in pretty horrible ways, including a scene of castration which I couldn't actually bear to read. There's a hell of a lot of sex (actually it's remarkable when two characters encounter each other and manage not to have sex) but also a lot of sexual violence and abuse. Relationships are frequently the product of some kind of bargain, and sex work appears to be a recurring theme, often an inevitability for young, poor women and men alike. Severe mental or physical health problems affect almost all the main characters at some point. Men are sex-obsessed, violent, horrible to their wives and abusive to their sons; women are vain, selfish, neglectful towards their children and stab each other in the back. Altogether, nobody comes off very well, although the straight men in these stories are particularly repugnant. Wang himself is often hard to sympathise with, and some of his actions are very questionable indeed. The narrative is powerful, though, with the most effective section being the one set in 1966, a shocking reminder that there are events in real, recent history more terrifying than any dystopian tale.
I understand why people might think this book is similar to some of Mitchell's work, but The Incarnations, for me, doesn't compare to Ghostwritten or Cloud Atlas. The stories are all gripping and cleverly paced, but they lack any clear difference in narrative style, and it was this (in part) that made the aforementioned books so enjoyable to read. It's a good job The Incarnations is such an interesting read, as it's best devoured quickly. If I had stretched my reading of this book over a longer period of time, I imagine it would have seemed unbearably, unremittingly grim. It's a great work of fiction and very original, but not something I would want to revisit.
Not-entirely-relevant note: I know proofs are meant to be uncorrected, but I don't usually encounter more than a handful of mistakes in them; this seemed to have one on almost every page - bad/nonexistent punctuation, spelling mistakes and odd, unnatural-sounding insertion of characters' names into dialogue - and I was only able to ignore these because I was already aware it was uncorrected. Therefore I'm not knocking a star off for this, but if I'd been reading a finished copy with the same volume of errors, that would be another story.
The use of letters to tell these stories means the 'incarnations' are treated as self-contained short stories within the overarching narrative. This keeps the book constantly unpredictable and surprising while providing you with a reason to care about how and why the stories are connected. The stories are frequently violent in pretty horrible ways, including a scene of castration which I couldn't actually bear to read. There's a hell of a lot of sex (actually it's remarkable when two characters encounter each other and manage not to have sex) but also a lot of sexual violence and abuse. Relationships are frequently the product of some kind of bargain, and sex work appears to be a recurring theme, often an inevitability for young, poor women and men alike. Severe mental or physical health problems affect almost all the main characters at some point. Men are sex-obsessed, violent, horrible to their wives and abusive to their sons; women are vain, selfish, neglectful towards their children and stab each other in the back. Altogether, nobody comes off very well, although the straight men in these stories are particularly repugnant. Wang himself is often hard to sympathise with, and some of his actions are very questionable indeed. The narrative is powerful, though, with the most effective section being the one set in 1966, a shocking reminder that there are events in real, recent history more terrifying than any dystopian tale.
I understand why people might think this book is similar to some of Mitchell's work, but The Incarnations, for me, doesn't compare to Ghostwritten or Cloud Atlas. The stories are all gripping and cleverly paced, but they lack any clear difference in narrative style, and it was this (in part) that made the aforementioned books so enjoyable to read. It's a good job The Incarnations is such an interesting read, as it's best devoured quickly. If I had stretched my reading of this book over a longer period of time, I imagine it would have seemed unbearably, unremittingly grim. It's a great work of fiction and very original, but not something I would want to revisit.
Not-entirely-relevant note: I know proofs are meant to be uncorrected, but I don't usually encounter more than a handful of mistakes in them; this seemed to have one on almost every page - bad/nonexistent punctuation, spelling mistakes and odd, unnatural-sounding insertion of characters' names into dialogue - and I was only able to ignore these because I was already aware it was uncorrected. Therefore I'm not knocking a star off for this, but if I'd been reading a finished copy with the same volume of errors, that would be another story.
October 8, 2015
When I picked up a book at BEA set in Beijing, I was very excited. As some of our readers may know, I have moved to China for a year to teach English, and I previously studied abroad in Beijing. Incarnations tells the story of a Beijing taxi driver who finds himself haunted by his past lives, receiving mysterious letters from his ‘soulmate’ detailing their past incarnations together. Having sat in the back of many a Beijing taxi and wondered about the lives of the drivers, I thought it would be interesting to read this tale of a driver’s back story. What I was not prepared for was the sheer amount of brutal violence, cruelty, and misery contained within these pages.
*Trigger Warning: rape, violence, abusive relationships
In my opinion, once a novel has reached its fifth or sixth graphically described rape scene, it has passed well beyond the point of ‘necessary to the plot’ and into the realm of ‘morbidly obsessed with humiliation and suffering.’
The concept of the plot was intriguing enough that I read to the end to figure out who the soulmate narrator was, but it was not an enjoyable read, and I definitely contemplated abandoning the books several times. Only the fact that I had nothing else to read kept me going.
Keep an eye on TheDailyGeekette.wordpress.com for my full review.
*Trigger Warning: rape, violence, abusive relationships
In my opinion, once a novel has reached its fifth or sixth graphically described rape scene, it has passed well beyond the point of ‘necessary to the plot’ and into the realm of ‘morbidly obsessed with humiliation and suffering.’
The concept of the plot was intriguing enough that I read to the end to figure out who the soulmate narrator was, but it was not an enjoyable read, and I definitely contemplated abandoning the books several times. Only the fact that I had nothing else to read kept me going.
Keep an eye on TheDailyGeekette.wordpress.com for my full review.
January 7, 2016
I feel that this book deserves a better review than I can give it. On the one hand, it's fantastically written, intriguing, perfectly plotted and wonderfully descriptive, and the various narrative strands woven throughout make it impossible to put down. So - a brilliant book, right?
I don't actually know.
See, on the other hand, The Incarnations is also harsh, gruesome, and - ultimately - thoroughly depressing, which I am really not in the right frame of mind to be reading at the moment. I finished the book feeling rather uneasy and even a little nauseated. I couldn't call it bad for this reason, but I can't exactly say I enjoyed it.
I don't actually know.
See, on the other hand, The Incarnations is also harsh, gruesome, and - ultimately - thoroughly depressing, which I am really not in the right frame of mind to be reading at the moment. I finished the book feeling rather uneasy and even a little nauseated. I couldn't call it bad for this reason, but I can't exactly say I enjoyed it.
August 28, 2018
History is coming for you.
Clever, thrilling and utterly fucked up. What an adventure this was.
A dark and twisted (seriously, TWISTED), albeit utterly enthralling reading experience that’ll take you on a wild and unnerving ride through the various dynasties of China, seamlessly weaving Chinese folklore and history.
Trigger warning for, well, every sick thing you can think of. Cannibalism, sexual assault, mutilation, torture and so much more.
Clever, thrilling and utterly fucked up. What an adventure this was.
A dark and twisted (seriously, TWISTED), albeit utterly enthralling reading experience that’ll take you on a wild and unnerving ride through the various dynasties of China, seamlessly weaving Chinese folklore and history.
Trigger warning for, well, every sick thing you can think of. Cannibalism, sexual assault, mutilation, torture and so much more.
April 27, 2016
One of the main quibbles my professors have had with my essays thus far is how the ambition of my ideas isn't quite supported by the structure of the analysis or the analysis of the structure. I'm getting a feel for the middle ground of close enough but not too close analysis, but I'll always prefer grandiose synthesis of major thematic concepts to counting syllables in each line of prose. There's hope for those less inclined towards the theoretical though, for if the number of syllables your prose unspools through does not match some amount prescribed by the rhythm of breath and blood and sense of vocal beauty experienced by a human being, I'm less likely to love. If, however, you don't have either and even the regular business of plot and character is continually sacrificed to a present tense too enamored with its own construction to attempt engagement through other literary aspects, well. You'll get your readers judging by the average rating and top reviews of this, but the person who shoved the return date for my library copy up so that I was forced to finish it before the holidays did me more of a favor than anything else.
The much compared to Cloud Atlas got a three star from me as well, and after my Postcolonial short story class I'm beginning to think I'm not the biggest fan of smushing disjointed novels together for the sake of squeezing more out of the current market. Short stories have feelings too, okay? They don't like being suffocated in a tenuous box of connections that would really be much more appropriate for a short story cycle with all its mysterious universe potential than a reincarnation plot where every incarnation sounds the same. There's also the fact that I have too strong a background knowledge of Chinese history to enjoy the glimpses I got over the millennium and a half or so, and what may have engaged others seemed more to me like Wikipedia articles reworked enough into the "own words" concept to pass by the editors. Editor. Did someone edit this? I ask because the prose jolted me out of immersion every half paragraph with sentences that desperately needed reordering or rewording or less creative rule breaking and more realizing you need to be brilliant at the rules before you start running roughshod on them. The main plot line of the modern reincarnation was okay, but when the past started building up, oof. First incarnation in the Tang dynasty didn't last a chance against Empress, second to last set in the midst of the Cultural Revolution made me wish I was rereading Red Azalea, and the mystery in the present day middle didn't succeed in making me care much about its solution.
Reviews of this say it was dark. Yes, I got that, and after the first incarnation got bored, cause there's nothing that sours quite as rapidly as an overdose of sensationalism, however macabre. I appreciated the multiplicity of sexualities and gendered viewpoints, but it was all very surface level, all very standardized POV that happened to be male/female/het/cis and felt carefully constructed for the liberal gaze rather than immersed in writing a human being. I still have hopes for the author cause it's not like she's lacking for interesting ideas when it comes narrative structures, but it takes more than a nifty scaffold to fully engage a reader.
The much compared to Cloud Atlas got a three star from me as well, and after my Postcolonial short story class I'm beginning to think I'm not the biggest fan of smushing disjointed novels together for the sake of squeezing more out of the current market. Short stories have feelings too, okay? They don't like being suffocated in a tenuous box of connections that would really be much more appropriate for a short story cycle with all its mysterious universe potential than a reincarnation plot where every incarnation sounds the same. There's also the fact that I have too strong a background knowledge of Chinese history to enjoy the glimpses I got over the millennium and a half or so, and what may have engaged others seemed more to me like Wikipedia articles reworked enough into the "own words" concept to pass by the editors. Editor. Did someone edit this? I ask because the prose jolted me out of immersion every half paragraph with sentences that desperately needed reordering or rewording or less creative rule breaking and more realizing you need to be brilliant at the rules before you start running roughshod on them. The main plot line of the modern reincarnation was okay, but when the past started building up, oof. First incarnation in the Tang dynasty didn't last a chance against Empress, second to last set in the midst of the Cultural Revolution made me wish I was rereading Red Azalea, and the mystery in the present day middle didn't succeed in making me care much about its solution.
Reviews of this say it was dark. Yes, I got that, and after the first incarnation got bored, cause there's nothing that sours quite as rapidly as an overdose of sensationalism, however macabre. I appreciated the multiplicity of sexualities and gendered viewpoints, but it was all very surface level, all very standardized POV that happened to be male/female/het/cis and felt carefully constructed for the liberal gaze rather than immersed in writing a human being. I still have hopes for the author cause it's not like she's lacking for interesting ideas when it comes narrative structures, but it takes more than a nifty scaffold to fully engage a reader.
September 11, 2015
This book is so good, I'm afraid it has reduced me to incoherent babbling. I'll do my best to bring order to my thoughts, though, because I want EVERYONE to read it and love it as much as I do.
I also don't want to say too much about it because I think it's one of those where the less you know going in the better.
Wang is a cab driver in Beijing. He has a wife and a daughter. A strained relationship with his father and stepmother. Overall, he lives a simple, quiet life.
When he receives a strange letter claiming he is a reincarnate and has lived many lives before this one, he at first assumes it's someone's idea of a joke. The letter writer identifies him- or herself as his soul mate, saying they have lived linked lives for over a thousand years. Future letters detail each of those lives in turn, and they are lives full of violence, desire, and betrayal, set against the backdrop of a millennium of riveting Chinese history.
The letters' increasing urgency and the sender's intimate knowledge of secret details of Wang's life send him into a downward spiral of paranoia. The momentum is unstoppable because it is fed by two sources: the fascinating stories of Wang's past lives, and the obscured identity of the letter writer.
I'd seen The Incarnations compared to the work of David Mitchell, and while I loved The Bone Clocks, it was an intellectually demanding read for me, and I initially wasn't sure I was in the mood for such a challenge. However, I found that despite its rigorous structure, Barker's novel is incredibly accessible. It felt very much like a page-turner even though the prose required my focus. So don't be put off or intimidated by scholarly-sounding blurbs—this book is the perfect balance of intelligence and charisma. It's like Matt Damon, but in book form.
I have no doubt this book is destined to be one of my favorites of the year.
More book recommendations by me at www.readingwithhippos.com
I also don't want to say too much about it because I think it's one of those where the less you know going in the better.
Wang is a cab driver in Beijing. He has a wife and a daughter. A strained relationship with his father and stepmother. Overall, he lives a simple, quiet life.
When he receives a strange letter claiming he is a reincarnate and has lived many lives before this one, he at first assumes it's someone's idea of a joke. The letter writer identifies him- or herself as his soul mate, saying they have lived linked lives for over a thousand years. Future letters detail each of those lives in turn, and they are lives full of violence, desire, and betrayal, set against the backdrop of a millennium of riveting Chinese history.
The letters' increasing urgency and the sender's intimate knowledge of secret details of Wang's life send him into a downward spiral of paranoia. The momentum is unstoppable because it is fed by two sources: the fascinating stories of Wang's past lives, and the obscured identity of the letter writer.
I'd seen The Incarnations compared to the work of David Mitchell, and while I loved The Bone Clocks, it was an intellectually demanding read for me, and I initially wasn't sure I was in the mood for such a challenge. However, I found that despite its rigorous structure, Barker's novel is incredibly accessible. It felt very much like a page-turner even though the prose required my focus. So don't be put off or intimidated by scholarly-sounding blurbs—this book is the perfect balance of intelligence and charisma. It's like Matt Damon, but in book form.
I have no doubt this book is destined to be one of my favorites of the year.
More book recommendations by me at www.readingwithhippos.com
June 9, 2015
I bought this book because the cover promised a read similar to David Mitchell's Cloud Atlas. The Incarnations has the same interesting ingredient: re-incarnations with a novelty in a Chinese setting.
I definitely learned something about China and this is the only positive take-away from the book and the star it deserves. The atmosphere in Mao's China was similar to the one in 1984 by Orwell and thoroughly depressing.
My problem with the book was that there was too much cruelty, the two main characters often met violent ends and there was no promise of peace. There was no hint of the evolution of the soul, no lessons learned from a reincarnation, the relationship between the two characters did not evolve. They still killed one another in many different ways.
One interesting twist was the amount of homosexual love in the book, this sets it far apart from books where the love story is between a man and a woman. It was a nice turn in the second story but it became a predictable twist for the next stories in the book.
All in all, I wouldn't recommend this book.
I definitely learned something about China and this is the only positive take-away from the book and the star it deserves. The atmosphere in Mao's China was similar to the one in 1984 by Orwell and thoroughly depressing.
My problem with the book was that there was too much cruelty, the two main characters often met violent ends and there was no promise of peace. There was no hint of the evolution of the soul, no lessons learned from a reincarnation, the relationship between the two characters did not evolve. They still killed one another in many different ways.
One interesting twist was the amount of homosexual love in the book, this sets it far apart from books where the love story is between a man and a woman. It was a nice turn in the second story but it became a predictable twist for the next stories in the book.
All in all, I wouldn't recommend this book.
August 21, 2018
Within the framing story of Wang Jun the taxi driver, the author tells us smaller stories, each set in a different time in China’s past, and told by an individual who says she and Wang have been encountering each other in each of these lives. Actually not just encountering each other, but playing significant, often painful parts in each others’ lives.
Wang has his own difficult life happening when the narrator begins sending him letters, describing each of these lives and their intense relationship over centuries. That these letters frighten him and destabilize him is not surprising, and the careful arrangements Wang has in his life begin unravelling.
There’s a sense of menace as the letters’ time periods (and the actions described within them) approach the present, with Wang Jun feeling paranoid and his marriage coming under tremendous strain.
And the reveal! That was great, and sad how the story resolved, with an interesting outcome for one of the characters.
Wang has his own difficult life happening when the narrator begins sending him letters, describing each of these lives and their intense relationship over centuries. That these letters frighten him and destabilize him is not surprising, and the careful arrangements Wang has in his life begin unravelling.
There’s a sense of menace as the letters’ time periods (and the actions described within them) approach the present, with Wang Jun feeling paranoid and his marriage coming under tremendous strain.
And the reveal! That was great, and sad how the story resolved, with an interesting outcome for one of the characters.
August 15, 2024
AİLE ÇAY BAHÇESİ
Gecenin bi vakti kitap bitti. Kaçarcasına apar topar ürküntüyle biraz yazacağım, sonrasını sonra tamamlarım. Yazmak bana iyi geliyor, birazdan yatışırım. Hayır korku romanı değil bu, gerçi ben korkuyorum ama korku değil gerilim romanı bu. Günler önce kitabı okurken başka planda yazı kurmuştum, onu silip bunu yazıyorum. Romanın ortamı son çeyrekte akıl almaz değişti, gerilim tavan yaptı. Sayfalar ilerledikçe çevirmesi güçleşjyordu zaten. Kendimi kitap kucağımda horlarken bulmaya başladım. Gerilime bağışıklığım zayıftır; kendi iç gerilimim zaten yüksek, dışarıdan gerilimde sistem (ruh durumum) zorlanıyor ve devreye sevgili savunma düzeneğim girip beni güzelce uyutuyordu. Okumayı zamana yayarak hata yaptım. Romanın tonu kara bir hüzün, Çin hüznü mü demek lazım bilemiyorum. Bu ortamı beş gün sürmek varken günlerce sürmek. Bilemezdim tabii. Büyüleyici bir anlatısı var romanın, buna bir de Susan Barker'in nefis Türkçesi eklenince maden bulmuşcasına atladım romana ve keyfini sürmek için okumayı yavaştan aldım ama üstüne koya koya ilerleyen 'sinsi' gerilim beni ele geçirdi. Kusura bakma Zeynel Can Gündoğdu, çeviride çıkardığın muhteşem iş Türkiye'ye çok fazla, "Susan Barker kitabın Türkçesini de yazdı" demek zorundayım kusura bakma. Saygılarımı sunarım. Şoför Wang'ın Altıncı Hayatı'nın arka kapağına içeriğini detaylıca anlatan ve büyük laflar da etmeyen samimi bir tanıtım yazılmış. Fakat bu tanıtım, romanı hiçbir şekilde tanımlamıyor açıklamıyor. Arka kapağı okuduğunda romanı ıskalaman kaçınılmaz. Ben bir araştırma gereği yıllar önce almıştım bu kitabı ve yıllardır okumayarak ıskalıyordum aslında. Tarihi roman gibi duruyor. Zerre ilgisi yok. Susan Barker günümüz Pekin'de geçen hikayesine Çin tarihi dönemlerinden beş anlatı yedirmiş. Fakat bu tarihi dönemler anlatılarda dekor işlevi görüyor. Okur Çin tarihini bilmek zorunda değil, Barker'in de Cin tarihini anlatmak gibi bir planı yok. Filanca şehrinin Moğol istilasını bir 'anlatı'da tecrübe ediyoruz mesela. Veya falanca imparatorun sarayındaki cariyelerin ortamı herhangi bir sarayda da mümkündür. Çin korsan gemisi 'anlatısı'ndan bir okurun sağlam çıkması, açıkcası ben dağıldım. Korsanlığımdan iğrendim. İsmimi değiştirmeyi düşünüyorum. Biraz zaman geçsin, belki unuturum. Mao'ya çalışan liseli komünist kızların 66 yılı kültür devrimi sürecinde estirdikleri terör dünyanın her tarihinde yaşanan tipik bir 'devrim kendi evlatlarını yer' hikayesi. Şoför Wang'a önceki hayatlarını anlatan imzasız mektuplar geliyor. Susan Barker Çin tarihinden beş anlatıyı reenkarnasyonla birbirine bağlayarak dedesinin memleketi Çin'e selam çakarken biz okurlar da 'anlatı ziyafeti' çekiyoruz. Mektupların birinde Wang'a "bir gün saraya cariye getirildi o sendin, geldin yanıma oturdun aptal aptal konuşmaya başladın" deyip başlıyor anlatmaya mesela. Fakat Şoför Wang'ın Altıncı Hayatı öncelikle bir Pekin romanı. İşgal bayrakları (gökdelenler) altında sopa sisteminden havuça geçen, kirli havanın da daima çökük kaldığı, inşaat seferberliğiyle şantiye halindeki bir Pekin romanı. Parayı bulanın her türlü naneyi yemeyi kendinde hak görmeyi refah toplumunun bir gereğidir diyen bilen yaratıkların şehirlerini Pekin üzerinden anlatımıdır bu roman. Havuçlarla güç zehirlenmesi yaşayan erkeklerde sevgi arayan, bekleyen kadınların delirmelerinin hüznüdür roman. Dolayısıyla başta ben olmak üzere senin, onun, bütün dünya okurlarının avucunun içi gibi bildiği Pekin'in romanıdır. Okurun roman boyunca muhatap olduğu aile, Şoför Wang', bir masaj salonunda masöz olarak çalışan karısı Yida ve dersleriyle ilgilenmek yerine çizgi roman okuyan kızları Echo. İki zaman çalıştırılıyor: Wang'ın bugünkü Şoför ve on yıl önceki delikanlı hali. Yorumlarda şiddet vurgusu yapılıyor. Kafa kesmek, tecavüz, işkence gibi şiddet durumlarının lafı ediliyor, detaya girilmiyor. İstisna anlatımlar var tabii, eşcinsel tarafları da var romanın. Aile çay bahçesi değil roman. Şoför Wang'ın Altıncı Hayatı'nın orjinal ismi Enkarnasyonlar. Sözlükler bu kavramı ruhun beden alması durumuna verilen isimdir diye tanımlıyor. Sonuçta romanın enkarnasyonal bir kurgusu var. Fragman anlamında yazarsak: Wang'a gelen imzasız mektuplardan birinde, istasyonda bilet aldığım adam falanca imparatorun uşağıydı diyor. Ulusal Kütüphane'de aldığım kitaba son teslim tarihini damgalayan adam Ming döneminde mezar kazıcılığı yapmıştı diyor.
Gecenin bi vakti kitap bitti. Kaçarcasına apar topar ürküntüyle biraz yazacağım, sonrasını sonra tamamlarım. Yazmak bana iyi geliyor, birazdan yatışırım. Hayır korku romanı değil bu, gerçi ben korkuyorum ama korku değil gerilim romanı bu. Günler önce kitabı okurken başka planda yazı kurmuştum, onu silip bunu yazıyorum. Romanın ortamı son çeyrekte akıl almaz değişti, gerilim tavan yaptı. Sayfalar ilerledikçe çevirmesi güçleşjyordu zaten. Kendimi kitap kucağımda horlarken bulmaya başladım. Gerilime bağışıklığım zayıftır; kendi iç gerilimim zaten yüksek, dışarıdan gerilimde sistem (ruh durumum) zorlanıyor ve devreye sevgili savunma düzeneğim girip beni güzelce uyutuyordu. Okumayı zamana yayarak hata yaptım. Romanın tonu kara bir hüzün, Çin hüznü mü demek lazım bilemiyorum. Bu ortamı beş gün sürmek varken günlerce sürmek. Bilemezdim tabii. Büyüleyici bir anlatısı var romanın, buna bir de Susan Barker'in nefis Türkçesi eklenince maden bulmuşcasına atladım romana ve keyfini sürmek için okumayı yavaştan aldım ama üstüne koya koya ilerleyen 'sinsi' gerilim beni ele geçirdi. Kusura bakma Zeynel Can Gündoğdu, çeviride çıkardığın muhteşem iş Türkiye'ye çok fazla, "Susan Barker kitabın Türkçesini de yazdı" demek zorundayım kusura bakma. Saygılarımı sunarım. Şoför Wang'ın Altıncı Hayatı'nın arka kapağına içeriğini detaylıca anlatan ve büyük laflar da etmeyen samimi bir tanıtım yazılmış. Fakat bu tanıtım, romanı hiçbir şekilde tanımlamıyor açıklamıyor. Arka kapağı okuduğunda romanı ıskalaman kaçınılmaz. Ben bir araştırma gereği yıllar önce almıştım bu kitabı ve yıllardır okumayarak ıskalıyordum aslında. Tarihi roman gibi duruyor. Zerre ilgisi yok. Susan Barker günümüz Pekin'de geçen hikayesine Çin tarihi dönemlerinden beş anlatı yedirmiş. Fakat bu tarihi dönemler anlatılarda dekor işlevi görüyor. Okur Çin tarihini bilmek zorunda değil, Barker'in de Cin tarihini anlatmak gibi bir planı yok. Filanca şehrinin Moğol istilasını bir 'anlatı'da tecrübe ediyoruz mesela. Veya falanca imparatorun sarayındaki cariyelerin ortamı herhangi bir sarayda da mümkündür. Çin korsan gemisi 'anlatısı'ndan bir okurun sağlam çıkması, açıkcası ben dağıldım. Korsanlığımdan iğrendim. İsmimi değiştirmeyi düşünüyorum. Biraz zaman geçsin, belki unuturum. Mao'ya çalışan liseli komünist kızların 66 yılı kültür devrimi sürecinde estirdikleri terör dünyanın her tarihinde yaşanan tipik bir 'devrim kendi evlatlarını yer' hikayesi. Şoför Wang'a önceki hayatlarını anlatan imzasız mektuplar geliyor. Susan Barker Çin tarihinden beş anlatıyı reenkarnasyonla birbirine bağlayarak dedesinin memleketi Çin'e selam çakarken biz okurlar da 'anlatı ziyafeti' çekiyoruz. Mektupların birinde Wang'a "bir gün saraya cariye getirildi o sendin, geldin yanıma oturdun aptal aptal konuşmaya başladın" deyip başlıyor anlatmaya mesela. Fakat Şoför Wang'ın Altıncı Hayatı öncelikle bir Pekin romanı. İşgal bayrakları (gökdelenler) altında sopa sisteminden havuça geçen, kirli havanın da daima çökük kaldığı, inşaat seferberliğiyle şantiye halindeki bir Pekin romanı. Parayı bulanın her türlü naneyi yemeyi kendinde hak görmeyi refah toplumunun bir gereğidir diyen bilen yaratıkların şehirlerini Pekin üzerinden anlatımıdır bu roman. Havuçlarla güç zehirlenmesi yaşayan erkeklerde sevgi arayan, bekleyen kadınların delirmelerinin hüznüdür roman. Dolayısıyla başta ben olmak üzere senin, onun, bütün dünya okurlarının avucunun içi gibi bildiği Pekin'in romanıdır. Okurun roman boyunca muhatap olduğu aile, Şoför Wang', bir masaj salonunda masöz olarak çalışan karısı Yida ve dersleriyle ilgilenmek yerine çizgi roman okuyan kızları Echo. İki zaman çalıştırılıyor: Wang'ın bugünkü Şoför ve on yıl önceki delikanlı hali. Yorumlarda şiddet vurgusu yapılıyor. Kafa kesmek, tecavüz, işkence gibi şiddet durumlarının lafı ediliyor, detaya girilmiyor. İstisna anlatımlar var tabii, eşcinsel tarafları da var romanın. Aile çay bahçesi değil roman. Şoför Wang'ın Altıncı Hayatı'nın orjinal ismi Enkarnasyonlar. Sözlükler bu kavramı ruhun beden alması durumuna verilen isimdir diye tanımlıyor. Sonuçta romanın enkarnasyonal bir kurgusu var. Fragman anlamında yazarsak: Wang'a gelen imzasız mektuplardan birinde, istasyonda bilet aldığım adam falanca imparatorun uşağıydı diyor. Ulusal Kütüphane'de aldığım kitaba son teslim tarihini damgalayan adam Ming döneminde mezar kazıcılığı yapmıştı diyor.
September 14, 2015
I received a review copy of this novel in exchange for an honest review. I got it from the publisher through my request in Edelweiss.
I wanted to read this book because it sounded like an interesting concept. Wang is a taxi driver who starts finding letters above the visor in his cab - letters that detail stories from different eras in China, that the mysterious letter writer claims are stories of a shared past life.
The blurbs compare this to David Mitchell but I find Mitchell to be more of a literary read, with more fully developed separate stories. That isn't to knock Barker, that just isn't what she's done here. There is far more of a focus on the present day, the taxi driver, and stories of his family, his past, his childhood. Sprinkled in are these other narratives that temporarily pull the reader into different dynasties and the Communist revolution, but we always return to Wang.
From my understanding of reincarnation, it would be rare for a pairing such as is described here - two souls who follow one another throughout time. Sometimes lovers, sometimes enemies, sometimes on the periphery.
I wanted to read this book because it sounded like an interesting concept. Wang is a taxi driver who starts finding letters above the visor in his cab - letters that detail stories from different eras in China, that the mysterious letter writer claims are stories of a shared past life.
The blurbs compare this to David Mitchell but I find Mitchell to be more of a literary read, with more fully developed separate stories. That isn't to knock Barker, that just isn't what she's done here. There is far more of a focus on the present day, the taxi driver, and stories of his family, his past, his childhood. Sprinkled in are these other narratives that temporarily pull the reader into different dynasties and the Communist revolution, but we always return to Wang.
From my understanding of reincarnation, it would be rare for a pairing such as is described here - two souls who follow one another throughout time. Sometimes lovers, sometimes enemies, sometimes on the periphery.
May 30, 2014
I can't explain to you how much I enjoyed reading this book. Easily my favourite book I've read this year so far.
Wang is middle aged and living his life as a taxi driver in Beijing when mysterious letters start to be left in his taxi. These letters are elaborate tales of Wang's previous lives from someone who claims to be his soulmate. We're invited to read these letters and become engulfed in Wang's past lives, like reading many different stories which are all tied up into one book.
Wang has lived as a eunuch, a revolutionary, a concubine, a slave... The list goes on. We delve into Chinese history and each of these stories are perfectly crafted and clearly well-researched.
I can't put this novel into a genre. It's love, it's unrequited love, it's historical fiction, it's modern fiction, it's beautifully written like great poetry, it's a mystery and it too has moments which span war, religion, philosophy, thriller, horror and comedy.
Susan Barker is a terrific writer and I urge you to read this.
Wang is middle aged and living his life as a taxi driver in Beijing when mysterious letters start to be left in his taxi. These letters are elaborate tales of Wang's previous lives from someone who claims to be his soulmate. We're invited to read these letters and become engulfed in Wang's past lives, like reading many different stories which are all tied up into one book.
Wang has lived as a eunuch, a revolutionary, a concubine, a slave... The list goes on. We delve into Chinese history and each of these stories are perfectly crafted and clearly well-researched.
I can't put this novel into a genre. It's love, it's unrequited love, it's historical fiction, it's modern fiction, it's beautifully written like great poetry, it's a mystery and it too has moments which span war, religion, philosophy, thriller, horror and comedy.
Susan Barker is a terrific writer and I urge you to read this.
July 5, 2017
This book honestly blew me away.
It’s a spectacular narrative of a Beijing taxi driver in 2008 being shadowed by his soul mate across hundreds of years of Chinese history. Absolutely breathtaking.
The story was incredibly well written and intricately woven. The characters were vibrant and multifaceted (and often hard to sympathise with). The stories were cruel and grotesque; they were exposing and didn’t shy away from the truth. The fact that the stories had elements of historic accuracy chilled me to the bone. For me, the most horrific story was when the characters were involved in the Chinese Cultural Revolution in 1966.
It’s a spectacular narrative of a Beijing taxi driver in 2008 being shadowed by his soul mate across hundreds of years of Chinese history. Absolutely breathtaking.
The story was incredibly well written and intricately woven. The characters were vibrant and multifaceted (and often hard to sympathise with). The stories were cruel and grotesque; they were exposing and didn’t shy away from the truth. The fact that the stories had elements of historic accuracy chilled me to the bone. For me, the most horrific story was when the characters were involved in the Chinese Cultural Revolution in 1966.
March 26, 2016
3 stars - It was good.
Sweeping between China past and present, THE INCARNATIONS illuminates the cyclical nature of history, and shows how man is condemned to repeat the same mistakes over and over again.
Reincarnation is one of those trigger words for me, where if I see it in a synopsis I immediately want to read the book. This was a solid addition to that theme, but not as great as I had hoped.
Reads almost like a collection of linked short stories, most taking place in ancient times. Almost all of the stories include violence, normally of a sexual nature. Enjoyed the surprise ending, but still had a feeling of wanting more overall when the last page was turned. Sort of like when you order a tasty entree at a restaurant, but one that is too small in size and you're still a bit peckish when you're done. I was left feeling unsatiated by the contents (not an issue of length so much as substance).
I don't agree with the comparisons to David Mitchell. Yes, this was a strange tale with interwoven subplots and characters, but it felt more shallow and less intricate/convoluted than one of David Mitchell's works, which always take you to the deep end of the pool. Not that one style is better than the other, but they are very different from one another and will give misleading expectations to Mitchell fans.
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Favorite Quote: Greed is the beating heart of our people, and morality is overruled by the worship of money. Anyone can be bought and sold.
First Sentence: Every night I wake from dreaming.
Sweeping between China past and present, THE INCARNATIONS illuminates the cyclical nature of history, and shows how man is condemned to repeat the same mistakes over and over again.
Reincarnation is one of those trigger words for me, where if I see it in a synopsis I immediately want to read the book. This was a solid addition to that theme, but not as great as I had hoped.
Reads almost like a collection of linked short stories, most taking place in ancient times. Almost all of the stories include violence, normally of a sexual nature. Enjoyed the surprise ending, but still had a feeling of wanting more overall when the last page was turned. Sort of like when you order a tasty entree at a restaurant, but one that is too small in size and you're still a bit peckish when you're done. I was left feeling unsatiated by the contents (not an issue of length so much as substance).
I don't agree with the comparisons to David Mitchell. Yes, this was a strange tale with interwoven subplots and characters, but it felt more shallow and less intricate/convoluted than one of David Mitchell's works, which always take you to the deep end of the pool. Not that one style is better than the other, but they are very different from one another and will give misleading expectations to Mitchell fans.
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Favorite Quote: Greed is the beating heart of our people, and morality is overruled by the worship of money. Anyone can be bought and sold.
First Sentence: Every night I wake from dreaming.
August 21, 2018
4.5 stars
This was such a captivating journey through the histories of China as the main character, Wang, mysteriously receives letters stating that he and the letter writer are souls who have been reincarnates together in various lives for over 1000 years. Although it was grim and horrifying for much of the journey, I was fascinated by each story and I would be hard pressed to pick a favorite. As the journey continued, I found myself guessing and re-guessing who the letter writer could be, and it was a complete surprise to me when it was finally revealed.
This was such a captivating journey through the histories of China as the main character, Wang, mysteriously receives letters stating that he and the letter writer are souls who have been reincarnates together in various lives for over 1000 years. Although it was grim and horrifying for much of the journey, I was fascinated by each story and I would be hard pressed to pick a favorite. As the journey continued, I found myself guessing and re-guessing who the letter writer could be, and it was a complete surprise to me when it was finally revealed.
August 25, 2015
Who are you? you must be wondering. I am your soulmate, your old friend, and I have come back to this city of sixteen million in search of you.
So begins the first letter that falls into Wang’s lap as he flips down the visor in his taxi. The letters that follow are filled with the stories of Wang’s previous lives—from escaping a marriage to a spirit bride, to being a slave on the run from Genghis Khan, to living as a fisherman during the Opium Wars, and being a teenager on the Red Guard during the cultural revolution—bound to his mysterious “soulmate,” spanning one thousand years of betrayal and intrigue.
This book was crazy. I couldn't stop reading it. The stories were insane and so clever how Susan Barker entwined history with her fiction. I will warn you that the book is very graphic, gory, and sexual. Not going to lie, I did feel a little pervy for reading it but I'm mature enough (kinda) to not fully blush.
Spoiler:
What I didn't like was how Susan Barker makes it seem like our souls were never the same in previous lives... meaning that in one life I could be evil and like to kill while the other be a saint. I believe our souls are us, and no matter what "life" you are in you are the same.
So begins the first letter that falls into Wang’s lap as he flips down the visor in his taxi. The letters that follow are filled with the stories of Wang’s previous lives—from escaping a marriage to a spirit bride, to being a slave on the run from Genghis Khan, to living as a fisherman during the Opium Wars, and being a teenager on the Red Guard during the cultural revolution—bound to his mysterious “soulmate,” spanning one thousand years of betrayal and intrigue.
This book was crazy. I couldn't stop reading it. The stories were insane and so clever how Susan Barker entwined history with her fiction. I will warn you that the book is very graphic, gory, and sexual. Not going to lie, I did feel a little pervy for reading it but I'm mature enough (kinda) to not fully blush.
Spoiler:
What I didn't like was how Susan Barker makes it seem like our souls were never the same in previous lives... meaning that in one life I could be evil and like to kill while the other be a saint. I believe our souls are us, and no matter what "life" you are in you are the same.
September 27, 2015
To truly live, you must understand where you come from.
Susan Barker’s The Incarnations starts in Beijing in the summer of 2008. A letter is left in a cab driven by a nebbish, unassuming driver named Wang Jun. Wang lives a relatively quiet and ordinary life with his wife Yida and daughter Echo. The letter soon changes everything for Wang, quickly ensnaring him in messy cat and mouse game as he tries to figure out the identity of his stalker.
More letters come. The author makes a bold claim: He/she is someone who has known Wang for centuries, through past lives, and claims a duty to inform him. “To have lived six times, but to know only your latest incarnation, is to know only one-sixth of who you are.”
The novel cycles through each incarnation—Wang as a eunuch, a slave during the Mongolian invasion, a concubine during the Ming Dynasty, a Tanka fisherboy during the rise of British colonialism, and a student during the Cultural Revolution. There’s a twist though. The letter writer isn’t just writing a straight-up biography. It’s a personal history of a much different sort, more confessional than historical, and it is soon revealed that the letter writer shares a deep, complex, and very twisted bond with Wang, one that’s scarred by violence, lust, incest, and murder.
Barker writes these two lives as if they are twined souls, soul mates, but quickly strips the romanticism of that idea and makes it a raw, elemental bond—one that is filtered through a complicated amalgam of longing and rejection. It is a poisonous dance—victim/exploiter. Wang Jun’s lives are characterized by abuse, treachery, rage, jealousy—the basest, most reckless, and most damaging of human emotions. The Incarnations feels like tilt-a-whirl of these dark impulses and how they can sabotage relationships.
As Wang Jun learns about his past lives, we are also embroiled in his present. The letters disturb him to the core and seem to precipitate an unraveling in his personal life, revealing cracks and weaknesses in his relationships to his father, stepmother, wife, and daughter. We learn about Wang’s troubled past. An underachieving college dropout, son of a wealthy Communist Party official, troubled marriage, brewing, tortured conflicts about his sexuality. Wang is marred and haunted by a history of mental instability, a hateful relationship with his abusive father, and guilt over his mother’s death.
The way Barker weaves these realities together, past and present, is seamlessly done. Barker could have left this as a series of chopped-up tales, and while the novel does read sometimes like a collection of disparate exotic, rococo short stories, Barker ties everything together in the end.
The Incarnations is remarkable for its storytelling and detail. You can tell Barker did incredible research for this. As these tortuous lives unfold, we are simultaneously treated to the vast, rich scope of China’s past and present. What readers get is a compelling, imaginative romp through history. I was absolutely entranced and pulled in as I read.
Fair warning: The lives of Wang Jun are painful and heartbreaking. The many incidences of savagery and betrayal are written with unforgiving detail. The bleakness is unrelenting, though oddly never wearisome because Barker writes with such empathy for her characters. But don’t look for happy endings in any of the six lives. It’s pretty obvious that being an incarnate is more a cruel curse than a blessing. And there is never any redemption in subsequent lives, although there is always the hope. Sadly, kindness and altruism rarely pay off. Kill or be killed seems to be the moral rule in this universe. “Being born into this world is hell,” Wang Jun’s mother teaches him as a child. “You will be crushed with countless millions all your life long.”
Part of the mesmerizing snare of The Incarnations is the fundamental mystery: Who is writing the letters? Knowing his dysfunctional past, can we trust Wang and his suspicions? Is his wife right about him all along? Is it really all in his head? The truth is only revealed in the last twenty or so pages. I loved the bittersweet finale and revelation, which tied together the layers of narrative nicely and brought everything full circle. And not only do we learn the truth about Wang and the letter writer but also a third party twist that will surprise you and make your heart ache.
The Incarnations is ultimately about the heavy burdens of a past weighed down by guilt and regret, but also how knowing/acknowledging that past can be the way out. With the letters and revelations, perhaps the cycle of misery can be broken.
Susan Barker’s The Incarnations starts in Beijing in the summer of 2008. A letter is left in a cab driven by a nebbish, unassuming driver named Wang Jun. Wang lives a relatively quiet and ordinary life with his wife Yida and daughter Echo. The letter soon changes everything for Wang, quickly ensnaring him in messy cat and mouse game as he tries to figure out the identity of his stalker.
More letters come. The author makes a bold claim: He/she is someone who has known Wang for centuries, through past lives, and claims a duty to inform him. “To have lived six times, but to know only your latest incarnation, is to know only one-sixth of who you are.”
The novel cycles through each incarnation—Wang as a eunuch, a slave during the Mongolian invasion, a concubine during the Ming Dynasty, a Tanka fisherboy during the rise of British colonialism, and a student during the Cultural Revolution. There’s a twist though. The letter writer isn’t just writing a straight-up biography. It’s a personal history of a much different sort, more confessional than historical, and it is soon revealed that the letter writer shares a deep, complex, and very twisted bond with Wang, one that’s scarred by violence, lust, incest, and murder.
Barker writes these two lives as if they are twined souls, soul mates, but quickly strips the romanticism of that idea and makes it a raw, elemental bond—one that is filtered through a complicated amalgam of longing and rejection. It is a poisonous dance—victim/exploiter. Wang Jun’s lives are characterized by abuse, treachery, rage, jealousy—the basest, most reckless, and most damaging of human emotions. The Incarnations feels like tilt-a-whirl of these dark impulses and how they can sabotage relationships.
As Wang Jun learns about his past lives, we are also embroiled in his present. The letters disturb him to the core and seem to precipitate an unraveling in his personal life, revealing cracks and weaknesses in his relationships to his father, stepmother, wife, and daughter. We learn about Wang’s troubled past. An underachieving college dropout, son of a wealthy Communist Party official, troubled marriage, brewing, tortured conflicts about his sexuality. Wang is marred and haunted by a history of mental instability, a hateful relationship with his abusive father, and guilt over his mother’s death.
The way Barker weaves these realities together, past and present, is seamlessly done. Barker could have left this as a series of chopped-up tales, and while the novel does read sometimes like a collection of disparate exotic, rococo short stories, Barker ties everything together in the end.
The Incarnations is remarkable for its storytelling and detail. You can tell Barker did incredible research for this. As these tortuous lives unfold, we are simultaneously treated to the vast, rich scope of China’s past and present. What readers get is a compelling, imaginative romp through history. I was absolutely entranced and pulled in as I read.
Fair warning: The lives of Wang Jun are painful and heartbreaking. The many incidences of savagery and betrayal are written with unforgiving detail. The bleakness is unrelenting, though oddly never wearisome because Barker writes with such empathy for her characters. But don’t look for happy endings in any of the six lives. It’s pretty obvious that being an incarnate is more a cruel curse than a blessing. And there is never any redemption in subsequent lives, although there is always the hope. Sadly, kindness and altruism rarely pay off. Kill or be killed seems to be the moral rule in this universe. “Being born into this world is hell,” Wang Jun’s mother teaches him as a child. “You will be crushed with countless millions all your life long.”
Part of the mesmerizing snare of The Incarnations is the fundamental mystery: Who is writing the letters? Knowing his dysfunctional past, can we trust Wang and his suspicions? Is his wife right about him all along? Is it really all in his head? The truth is only revealed in the last twenty or so pages. I loved the bittersweet finale and revelation, which tied together the layers of narrative nicely and brought everything full circle. And not only do we learn the truth about Wang and the letter writer but also a third party twist that will surprise you and make your heart ache.
The Incarnations is ultimately about the heavy burdens of a past weighed down by guilt and regret, but also how knowing/acknowledging that past can be the way out. With the letters and revelations, perhaps the cycle of misery can be broken.
October 2, 2014
(Marthie) It is probably way too early to start my ‘favourite books of the year’ list, but I rank The Incarnations by Susan Barker as one of my contenders. It is a truly amazing story, a brilliant feat of imagination that had me reading into the small hours.
A thousand years of Chinese history is presented to us through five incarnations, sweeping effortlessly from past to present – ranging from the Tang Dynasty up to life in modern-day Beijing. We follow the lives of two soulmates, forever bound together, fated to make their mistakes over and over again. History, the author seems to say, is a cycle – always breathing down your neck, watching you and, eventually, catching up with you.
We first encounter Wang as a taxi driver in Beijing, 2008. The descriptions of life in the city are vivid and colourful. You smell the polluted streets, you feel the despair and hopeless acceptance of the crowds coping with horrendous traffic snarls, living in grimy, broken-down apartments, scrabbling out their pitiful existence.
However, Wang is not the bland, boring man he seems. He hides a difficult and complicated past. His father, once a powerful and abusive man, shipped not only his wife, but also a troubled teenaged Wang to institutions. But the worm has turned – his father, now an aged drooling invalid, is being cared for by his vengeful stepmother who is settling the score for her past mistreatment.
Wang has always repressed his troubled past, but when letters mysteriously appear in the sunshade of his cab, his boring facade begins to crack. Paranoia sets in. He feels that he is being watched all the time. The author of the aggressive and threatening letters insists that they have known each other for over a thousand years – but surely that's impossible?
Each letter recounts the past lives of Wang and the mysterious author during different eras of Chinese history. The stories are amazing tales, detailing the horrific impact of historical events and the consequences of choices made.
The first story recounts the life of a spirit-bride during the Tang Dynasty. The soulmates then meet again as young slaves during the Mongol invasion; as concubines in the Forbidden City; as a foreign devil and a fisherboy during the Opium Wars; and, finally, as schoolgirls attending the Anti-Capitalist School for Revolutionary Girls during the cultural revolution.
Susan Barker manages not only to hold these dark and gruesome tales together, but weaves them into an incredibly strong story, every time bringing it closer to the present. The Incarnations is colourful, interspersed with a lovely wry sense of humour, and sparkles with great characters. We are left with the message that history indeed repeats itself, and that we never seem to learn from our past mistakes.
A thousand years of Chinese history is presented to us through five incarnations, sweeping effortlessly from past to present – ranging from the Tang Dynasty up to life in modern-day Beijing. We follow the lives of two soulmates, forever bound together, fated to make their mistakes over and over again. History, the author seems to say, is a cycle – always breathing down your neck, watching you and, eventually, catching up with you.
We first encounter Wang as a taxi driver in Beijing, 2008. The descriptions of life in the city are vivid and colourful. You smell the polluted streets, you feel the despair and hopeless acceptance of the crowds coping with horrendous traffic snarls, living in grimy, broken-down apartments, scrabbling out their pitiful existence.
However, Wang is not the bland, boring man he seems. He hides a difficult and complicated past. His father, once a powerful and abusive man, shipped not only his wife, but also a troubled teenaged Wang to institutions. But the worm has turned – his father, now an aged drooling invalid, is being cared for by his vengeful stepmother who is settling the score for her past mistreatment.
Wang has always repressed his troubled past, but when letters mysteriously appear in the sunshade of his cab, his boring facade begins to crack. Paranoia sets in. He feels that he is being watched all the time. The author of the aggressive and threatening letters insists that they have known each other for over a thousand years – but surely that's impossible?
Each letter recounts the past lives of Wang and the mysterious author during different eras of Chinese history. The stories are amazing tales, detailing the horrific impact of historical events and the consequences of choices made.
The first story recounts the life of a spirit-bride during the Tang Dynasty. The soulmates then meet again as young slaves during the Mongol invasion; as concubines in the Forbidden City; as a foreign devil and a fisherboy during the Opium Wars; and, finally, as schoolgirls attending the Anti-Capitalist School for Revolutionary Girls during the cultural revolution.
Susan Barker manages not only to hold these dark and gruesome tales together, but weaves them into an incredibly strong story, every time bringing it closer to the present. The Incarnations is colourful, interspersed with a lovely wry sense of humour, and sparkles with great characters. We are left with the message that history indeed repeats itself, and that we never seem to learn from our past mistakes.
September 22, 2015
The book opens with a lone writer, hunched over an ancient keyboard in a grim, concrete room typing out dreams and obsessing over Beijing taxi driver Wang Jun. They are soulmates, their lives intertwined across generations and Barker explores each of these incarnations in depth. They are grim stories with dark endings and it doesn’t look like Wang’s present incarnation is going to fare much better.
Lots of exotic oriental set pieces that read like intertwined short stories as the mystery of who the obsessed writer is slowly revealed.
Lots of exotic oriental set pieces that read like intertwined short stories as the mystery of who the obsessed writer is slowly revealed.
December 3, 2015
3.5 stars
I'd heard The Incarnations described as being David Mitchell-esque, which may have been to Susan Barker's detriment. In no way is this even close to being a Mitchell Masterpiece, and in no way should Barker be compared to Mitchell. It does her no favours and ended up detracting from my enjoyment of the book- a bit unfair of me, I know.
I also think that I read The Incarnations at a bad time - I just wasn't in the mood for an incredibly dark, abusive book. After wading through the fifth or sixth scene of rape and sexual abuse, I almost gave up. It was unenjoyable. However, my OCD coupled with the detailed snapshots of different periods of Chinese history encouraged me to keep on reading. Barker is a skilled researcher, and her talents lie in making the past come to life. I dont know much about Chinese history, bar what I can remember from university Asian History classes, so it was fascinating to read about the cultural and societal backdrops to the lives of Wang. The writing in The Incarnations (once divorced from the idea of Mitchell) was vivid and beautiful.
However, at its core, this is a book of depressing human suffering - how many scenes of abuse do you need to make a point? I'm glad I read this, but I'm also very glad to be done.
I'd heard The Incarnations described as being David Mitchell-esque, which may have been to Susan Barker's detriment. In no way is this even close to being a Mitchell Masterpiece, and in no way should Barker be compared to Mitchell. It does her no favours and ended up detracting from my enjoyment of the book- a bit unfair of me, I know.
I also think that I read The Incarnations at a bad time - I just wasn't in the mood for an incredibly dark, abusive book. After wading through the fifth or sixth scene of rape and sexual abuse, I almost gave up. It was unenjoyable. However, my OCD coupled with the detailed snapshots of different periods of Chinese history encouraged me to keep on reading. Barker is a skilled researcher, and her talents lie in making the past come to life. I dont know much about Chinese history, bar what I can remember from university Asian History classes, so it was fascinating to read about the cultural and societal backdrops to the lives of Wang. The writing in The Incarnations (once divorced from the idea of Mitchell) was vivid and beautiful.
However, at its core, this is a book of depressing human suffering - how many scenes of abuse do you need to make a point? I'm glad I read this, but I'm also very glad to be done.
March 11, 2019
Having seen a couple of comparisons to David Mitchell, I cannot say I agree with that. Yes, the storytelling goes back & forth in time, concerning souls that are destined to meet again & again, lifetime after lifetime. The style is very different from Mitchell's (Mitchell being more literary) & more depressing. While Mitchell's characters meet in different lifetimes, there's at least some love, some hope. The Incarnations has little hope & the reality for the characters is lifetime after lifetime of brutality, horror, depression, & insanity.
It's a good book, but not for the faint of heart. (Trigger warnings for about everything bad you can imagine....) I am also glad I read it quickly. If I had put it down often, I think it might have been easy to stop & not tread there again, especially during one of the many horrific incidents (often intricately described) in the novel. Maybe living through (or dying because of) horrors repeatedly is how reincarnation is supposed to go; however, as a reader, it's hard to see that there's no real improvement in the lives/fates of the intertwined characters time & time again, no lessons learned, no betterment. I did like finding out who the "current" incarnation is & the small twist at the end of the book.
Good. But hard to read.
It's a good book, but not for the faint of heart. (Trigger warnings for about everything bad you can imagine....) I am also glad I read it quickly. If I had put it down often, I think it might have been easy to stop & not tread there again, especially during one of the many horrific incidents (often intricately described) in the novel. Maybe living through (or dying because of) horrors repeatedly is how reincarnation is supposed to go; however, as a reader, it's hard to see that there's no real improvement in the lives/fates of the intertwined characters time & time again, no lessons learned, no betterment. I did like finding out who the "current" incarnation is & the small twist at the end of the book.
Good. But hard to read.
October 9, 2015
Many compare The Incarnations to David Mitchell which I don't think is fair to be honest. I don't like it when an author, particularly a new one, is categorized as being like another. No, this is not a David Mitchell novel. It lacks Mitchell's plot complexity but that doesn't mean it's not worth reading on its own merits. I enjoyed this more than I expected and I was captivated throughout. When considering a premise of reincarnation I assumed that the two soul mates in this book would be lovers throughout time and their reunions could be classified as good fodder for romance novels but I was completely wrong! Susan Barker uses reincarnation to highlight the brutality of one thousand years of Chinese history. The two soul mates are more adversarial than friendly and there is often betrayal, angst, and disloyalty in their stories. A lot of blood has been spilled on China throughout the ages: The Tang Dynasty, The Invasion of Genghis Khan, The Opium Wars, and The Cultural Revolution. Taxi cab driver Wang in Beijing circa 2008 was a great character. He was the glue that kept all the narratives tied together. The ending floored me! I did not see that happening. Wow.
November 21, 2015
Dit is zonder twijfel een van mijn favoriete boeken dit jaar. Alles wordt perfect samen geweven tot één verhaal, de personages zijn realistisch en de geschiedenis wordt niet geromantiseerd. Verkrachtingen, incest, geweld, zelfmoord,... Het is misschien geen boek voor gevoelige zieltjes, maar het is af. Dikke dikke dikke aanrader.
December 16, 2023
I was going away for Thanksgiving and didn’t want to bring a physical book, so I chose this book from my eBook libraries on the iPad. It is a wild story, and a mystery. It is also a recounting of his past lives, via letters to taxi driver Wang Jun in 21st century Beijing. The letters appear in Wang’s taxi, but the writer of the letters is unknown to both Wang and the reader.
In alternating sections, we learn the backstory of Wang’s current life, which has been mostly terrible, and the stories of the many incarnations of Wang. Those lives of his began during the Tang Dynasty of 632 AD and proceed through four succeeding dynasties: 1213, 1542, and 1836. The last letter tells of his life during the People’s Republic of China, 1966.
Meanwhile, in his current life Wang’s marriage falls apart, he loses contact with his daughter, and he fights against a romantic attraction to Zeng, a man he has known since their teens. Finally, the mystery is solved as the letter writer, also known as The Watcher, reveals her identity. I had not figured that out and it was as much a surprise to me as it was to Wang.
The novel is partly a history lesson about China. That history is violent, human rights do not exist, and some of the incidents are gruesome to read about. According to an interview with Susan Barker, her research was massive. She was living in Beijing while writing the story, with an eye to present day conditions there. She also says that she is not sure she believes in reincarnation but used the concept as a narrative device, and to show the cyclical nature of history. In this way she grapples with the idea that “we are the sum of our experiences” whether in our present lives or as an explanation from past lives.
I admired the novel and felt I learned, again, the lesson that mankind continues to repeat the mistakes of history without much benefit from knowing it. Still, I think it is important to know the past so as to feel at least a bit of causation when it comes to creating the future. Susan Barker created a great epic tale!
In alternating sections, we learn the backstory of Wang’s current life, which has been mostly terrible, and the stories of the many incarnations of Wang. Those lives of his began during the Tang Dynasty of 632 AD and proceed through four succeeding dynasties: 1213, 1542, and 1836. The last letter tells of his life during the People’s Republic of China, 1966.
Meanwhile, in his current life Wang’s marriage falls apart, he loses contact with his daughter, and he fights against a romantic attraction to Zeng, a man he has known since their teens. Finally, the mystery is solved as the letter writer, also known as The Watcher, reveals her identity. I had not figured that out and it was as much a surprise to me as it was to Wang.
The novel is partly a history lesson about China. That history is violent, human rights do not exist, and some of the incidents are gruesome to read about. According to an interview with Susan Barker, her research was massive. She was living in Beijing while writing the story, with an eye to present day conditions there. She also says that she is not sure she believes in reincarnation but used the concept as a narrative device, and to show the cyclical nature of history. In this way she grapples with the idea that “we are the sum of our experiences” whether in our present lives or as an explanation from past lives.
I admired the novel and felt I learned, again, the lesson that mankind continues to repeat the mistakes of history without much benefit from knowing it. Still, I think it is important to know the past so as to feel at least a bit of causation when it comes to creating the future. Susan Barker created a great epic tale!
March 15, 2016
The Incarnations begins with Driver Wang, a taxi driver in Beijing being stalked by someone claiming to know him and his family and leaving "stories" for him. Even though Wang reports this to the police, they tell him there is nothing they can do and so Wang continues to worry for his wife and young daughter.
Each "story" or incarnation is told throughout the book and in chronological order, beginning with the Tang Dynasty, AD 632 and ending in 1966 with The Anti-Capitalist School for Revolutionary Girls. The stories are often depressing with plenty of violence and abuse. No wonder Wang was worried.
The thing that kept me reading was Wang's personal story and to find out what would happen to his sweet daughter Echo, who is worried about someone she calls The Watcher. The ending is, you guessed it, depressing, but brings the story full circle.
I'm not sure that I would recommend this book, but it was well written and kept me turning the page. 3.5 stars.
Each "story" or incarnation is told throughout the book and in chronological order, beginning with the Tang Dynasty, AD 632 and ending in 1966 with The Anti-Capitalist School for Revolutionary Girls. The stories are often depressing with plenty of violence and abuse. No wonder Wang was worried.
The thing that kept me reading was Wang's personal story and to find out what would happen to his sweet daughter Echo, who is worried about someone she calls The Watcher. The ending is, you guessed it, depressing, but brings the story full circle.
I'm not sure that I would recommend this book, but it was well written and kept me turning the page. 3.5 stars.
April 23, 2017
Superb storytelling about the entwined lives of Chinese people over hundreds of years. I would read a sequel, too.
July 18, 2024
I'll write a review later. Torn between 3/4 stars still.
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Later: well, 3 stars it is. It feels justified, because even though the story gripped me from around page 80, the first 80 pages were boring and the story was very hard to get into, the excessive and pointless violence and rape grew tiring, one of two main characters was as flat as a cardboard and an unsympathetic douche throughout the book, and the ending was sudden, and felt contrived and unfinished.
I spotted the plot twist from miles away, but that didn't spoil the fun. I just wish Susan Barker would've gotten rid of Wang and had chosen to only focus on the other main character, a much more interesting person, who, if Wang had the depth of a cardboard, had the depth of the Mariana Trench. With unfeeling Wang being the POV for the other half of the story (and the beginning) I am ashamed to admit I struggled to feel a connection, as the Chinese and Chinese culture are something I could care less about because they feel so alien and distant, and the prejudiced, ugly caveman part of my brain often lumps them together with China's aggressive modern politics, Mao, the greed for elephant's tusks and armadillo flesh, or the Cultural Revolution. Which of course is unjustified. I think I need to reread Wild Swans by Jung Chang.
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Later: well, 3 stars it is. It feels justified, because even though the story gripped me from around page 80, the first 80 pages were boring and the story was very hard to get into, the excessive and pointless violence and rape grew tiring, one of two main characters was as flat as a cardboard and an unsympathetic douche throughout the book, and the ending was sudden, and felt contrived and unfinished.
I spotted the plot twist from miles away, but that didn't spoil the fun. I just wish Susan Barker would've gotten rid of Wang and had chosen to only focus on the other main character, a much more interesting person, who, if Wang had the depth of a cardboard, had the depth of the Mariana Trench. With unfeeling Wang being the POV for the other half of the story (and the beginning) I am ashamed to admit I struggled to feel a connection, as the Chinese and Chinese culture are something I could care less about because they feel so alien and distant, and the prejudiced, ugly caveman part of my brain often lumps them together with China's aggressive modern politics, Mao, the greed for elephant's tusks and armadillo flesh, or the Cultural Revolution. Which of course is unjustified. I think I need to reread Wild Swans by Jung Chang.
March 13, 2024
It’s my fault really that I didn’t enjoy it more, I took too much time reading it and I lost the complete immersion in the story that would’ve made it an even more enjoyable ride.
Otherwise quite audacious in the message, I loved the vintage and wildly exotic atmosphere of China’s middle age, the use of dreams as a tool for discovering previous incarnations, the originality in the tone of each incarnation story, its literary qualities, the authentic dialogue.
The queer side of almost all of the stories was not my cup of tea but it might make it even more appealing these days.
Instead, I loved the grim, somber side of the book that permeates from every era and isn’t the usual, lazy misery lit, but dignified bleak sort of dark literary fiction.
Otherwise quite audacious in the message, I loved the vintage and wildly exotic atmosphere of China’s middle age, the use of dreams as a tool for discovering previous incarnations, the originality in the tone of each incarnation story, its literary qualities, the authentic dialogue.
The queer side of almost all of the stories was not my cup of tea but it might make it even more appealing these days.
Instead, I loved the grim, somber side of the book that permeates from every era and isn’t the usual, lazy misery lit, but dignified bleak sort of dark literary fiction.
August 26, 2015
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Picking up a book is a roll of the dice. They say one should never judge a book by its cover, but often, we have little more information than that to guide our decision as to whether or not to turn to the first page – particularly with a newly released work. We can investigate further if we so choose, but in doing so, we risk having our minds made up before the first word is read.
So we leap. Usually, we have a perfectly pleasant experience. Occasionally, we find ourselves disappointed. And sometimes – very rarely - we win the literary lottery.
Susan Barker’s “The Incarnations” is just such a jackpot. This sprawling, time-bending epic somehow manages to span a thousand years while still remaining grounded and intimate. It’s a monumental feat of writing; the sort of wildly engaging creativity that can never be predicted, but only embraced upon its discovery.
Wang is a taxi driver in Beijing. His may not be a glamorous life, but it is one into which he has settled comfortably. He has a wife and child, both of whom he loves dearly. His job is menial and mindless – certainly not the kind of thing envisioned for him by his high-level bureaucrat father – but it is his. He is content.
Everything changes one day when a letter drops into his lap as he flips down his cab’s visor. This letter – whose writer is a mystery, identifying him/herself only as Wang’s “soulmate” – is the first of many. It details the story of one of Wang’s past lives in vivid, haunting detail, telling the story of a life and death that took place many centuries ago.
Each of these lives – a peasant handed off as a spirit bride, a slave escaping the devastating grasp of Genghis Khan, a fisherman turned reluctant pirate during the Opium Wars, a teenaged member of the Red Guard during Mao’s Cultural Revolution – is meticulously recounted. As the letters continue to appear, Wang finds himself descending into a conflicted confusion, the presence of the letters forcing him to readdress some of the murkier parts of his own past. He knows that he is being watched, but not the why … nor the watcher.
“The Incarnations” is an undeniably ambitious undertaking, both for the writer and for the reader. The sheer scale is impressive enough, yet it is also handled with such deft subtlety that it never overpowers the intimate stories of the individuals at its center. It’s a delicate balance – one that Barker seems to strike without a hint of effort. The stories being told flash across many centuries of Chinese history, breathing life into moments both ancient and all too recent. The tales that unfold – both in the past and in the present – are fascinating and compelling, engulfing the reader fully and without apology.
It is also exquisitely written, but the book’s craftsmanship is admirable primarily after the fact; in the moment of reading, one is too swept up by the narrative flow to truly appreciate the fertile beauty of the prose. Literary fiction can sometimes seem preoccupied with its own preciousness – gifted writers wanting to ensure that readers notice their gifts – but Barker’s talent and self-assurance allows her prose and her plot to elevate one another, exponentially increasing the impact of both. The overall effect is genuinely remarkable.
I did not know what I was getting when I picked up “The Incarnations,” but I knew what I had after I finally put it down – a hypnotically brilliant, emotionally powerful piece of fiction that denied classification and demanded contemplation. It is indisputably one of the best books of the year.
Picking up a book is a roll of the dice. They say one should never judge a book by its cover, but often, we have little more information than that to guide our decision as to whether or not to turn to the first page – particularly with a newly released work. We can investigate further if we so choose, but in doing so, we risk having our minds made up before the first word is read.
So we leap. Usually, we have a perfectly pleasant experience. Occasionally, we find ourselves disappointed. And sometimes – very rarely - we win the literary lottery.
Susan Barker’s “The Incarnations” is just such a jackpot. This sprawling, time-bending epic somehow manages to span a thousand years while still remaining grounded and intimate. It’s a monumental feat of writing; the sort of wildly engaging creativity that can never be predicted, but only embraced upon its discovery.
Wang is a taxi driver in Beijing. His may not be a glamorous life, but it is one into which he has settled comfortably. He has a wife and child, both of whom he loves dearly. His job is menial and mindless – certainly not the kind of thing envisioned for him by his high-level bureaucrat father – but it is his. He is content.
Everything changes one day when a letter drops into his lap as he flips down his cab’s visor. This letter – whose writer is a mystery, identifying him/herself only as Wang’s “soulmate” – is the first of many. It details the story of one of Wang’s past lives in vivid, haunting detail, telling the story of a life and death that took place many centuries ago.
Each of these lives – a peasant handed off as a spirit bride, a slave escaping the devastating grasp of Genghis Khan, a fisherman turned reluctant pirate during the Opium Wars, a teenaged member of the Red Guard during Mao’s Cultural Revolution – is meticulously recounted. As the letters continue to appear, Wang finds himself descending into a conflicted confusion, the presence of the letters forcing him to readdress some of the murkier parts of his own past. He knows that he is being watched, but not the why … nor the watcher.
“The Incarnations” is an undeniably ambitious undertaking, both for the writer and for the reader. The sheer scale is impressive enough, yet it is also handled with such deft subtlety that it never overpowers the intimate stories of the individuals at its center. It’s a delicate balance – one that Barker seems to strike without a hint of effort. The stories being told flash across many centuries of Chinese history, breathing life into moments both ancient and all too recent. The tales that unfold – both in the past and in the present – are fascinating and compelling, engulfing the reader fully and without apology.
It is also exquisitely written, but the book’s craftsmanship is admirable primarily after the fact; in the moment of reading, one is too swept up by the narrative flow to truly appreciate the fertile beauty of the prose. Literary fiction can sometimes seem preoccupied with its own preciousness – gifted writers wanting to ensure that readers notice their gifts – but Barker’s talent and self-assurance allows her prose and her plot to elevate one another, exponentially increasing the impact of both. The overall effect is genuinely remarkable.
I did not know what I was getting when I picked up “The Incarnations,” but I knew what I had after I finally put it down – a hypnotically brilliant, emotionally powerful piece of fiction that denied classification and demanded contemplation. It is indisputably one of the best books of the year.
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