The God of No Good

The God of No Good

By Sita Walker

Genre:-Biography

Pages:-320

Publisher:-Ultimo Press

Blurb:-Traversing decades and continents-from Iran to India, Sri Lanka to the Czech Republic, Adelaide to the Torres Strait-The God of No Good is a beautifully lyrical and funny intergenerational memoir about six women and how their lives intertwine. Filled with wit and wisdom, it is a story that only Sita Walker could tell, but it will resonate with readers everywhere. It's Wild Swans meets Nora Ephron.

 This is not a book about divorce. It's not a book about God, either. You might think it is a book about goodness and what it means to be a good person, but it isn't. Like everything else, this is about love.

 Sita Walker was raised by five strong matriarchs who taught her to believe in God and to be good. Her grandmother, mother and three aunts believed in their unshakeable Bahá'í faith, in the power of prayer, in sacrifice, in magic, in the healing of turmeric and tea, and the wisdom of dreams.

But as hard as she tries to be good, Sita always suspects that deep down, she isn't very good at all.

 At thirty-five, she hasn't prayed in years, her dream of true love has died, and along with it, her faith-not that she's telling her another, or her aunts. Now, the only way she can fulfill her destiny is to seek out the wisdom of the ones who came before, and truly understand the women who raised her. But will they understand her? Either way, the matriarchy will never be the same again.

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My Review:-I wasn't sure at first if I was going to be able to understand as we jump from characters and various places throughout the book, but I stuck with it and started to get to know the different characters. The author Sita Walker has took us on a journey with her grandparents and parents, as she learns more and tries to understand the Bahά'l' religion. Some of her memories are told through dreams she has. Sita tells us that they've been poured through several sieves-fading memories, second-hand accounts and my own poetic imagination. It was an easy read once I got into it. It's seeing things through the eyes of a child growing up.