This novel starts out with a wonderful concept: What was life actually like on the ark for Noah's wife, Naamah, and their family? Author Sarah Blake does a great job of imagining the everyday details most of us have probably never thought about, in all their drudgery, grime, stink, and danger. (Just how did the eight humans keep thousands of animals separated? how did they prevent the primary predators from tearing down the boat's wooden walls out of frustration, if not hunger?)
However, that's a setup; that's not a story.
Part of the problem is inherent in the Biblical narrative. Noah and his family are saved because they are good, but good people are boring to read about. Unlike with the standard eight-people-stuck-for-a-long-time-in-a-confined-space genre, there's no rivalry, jealousy, revenge, murder, or even nagging. The book hints at some deeper themes, including anger at God. For instance, one of Naamah's and Noah's daughters-in-law demands, why didn't God save her parents and siblings? Unfortunately, the book backs away from exploring those emotions and questions.
The author seems to have chosen, instead, to flesh out her narrative by putting Naamah into various dream worlds: visiting a village of dead children, having sex with an angel, talking to a vulture who claims to be the voice of God. Some readers may like that, but magical realism is not my cup of tea.
Three stars to Sarah Blake for imagining this novel, but for me, it ultimately fails to deliver on its intriguing premise.