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There is no Light without Darknesse and no Substance without Shaddowe So proclaims Nicholas Dyer, assistant to Sir Christopher Wren and man with a commission to build seven London churches to stand as beacons of the enlightenment But Dyer plans to conceal a dark secret at the heart of each church to create a forbidding architecture that will survive for eternity Two hundred and fifty years later, London detective Nicholas Hawksmoor is investigating a series of gruesome murders on the sites of certain eighteenth century churches crimes that make no sense to the modern mind Though this is a fairly short book at 217 pages, it is not an easy read, in part because the historical chapters are written in olde English which takes some getting used to When I reached part two, I decided to stop and begin reading the book over again I found I was understanding the language a bit better but I also realized there were coincidences across time to which I should be paying closer attention I also wanted to acquaint myself with the actual historical events of the time period b Though this is a fairly short book at 217 pages, it is not an easy read, in part because the historical chapters are written in olde English which takes some getting used to When I reached part two, I decided to stop and begin reading the book over again I found I was understanding the language a bit better but I also realized there were coincidences across time to which I should be paying closer attention I also wanted to acquaint myself with the actual historical events of the time period before continuing.The story begins in the early 18th century when architect, Nicholas Dyer, has been commissioned to build seven new churches in London, a city devastated by the Great Plague of 1665 followed by the Great Fire of London in 1666 Note that Peter Ackroyd has played with the name of the actual architect, Nicholas Hawksmoor, and increased the number of churches he designed by one Dyer is a practitioner of the ancient dark arts and includes symbols of his religion in his designs while concealing a sacrificial murder at each as well My churches will indure, I reflected I have liv d long enough for others, like the Dog in the Wheel, and it is now the Season to begin for myself I cannot change that Thing call d Time, but I can alter its Posture and, as Boys do turn a looking glass against the Sunne, so I will dazzle you all The chapters alternate between the past and modern day London 1985 where a series of murders are occuring at each of Dyer s churches which are under investigation by senior police officer, Nicholas Hawksmoor Names, words and objects from the past echo in the present in a fascinating way, while issues about time and dust are repetitive threads The reader watches in horror as both Nicholas Dyer and Nicholas Hawksmoor unravel before our eyes as they pursue their life missions This is a strange, complex book but worth reading You stand before something of this caliber, of this infinite and oh much appreciated majesty, like the monkeys at the beginning of 2001 in full awe of the macabre monolith, black Godly, for its monstrous magnetism set of awful demonic implications.I LOVE THIS novel It t makes my hair stand on end and goosebumps begin to formThis is avant garde, and nearer perfection than any novel in recent memory I d probably have to contend with Graham Greene s Quiet American or End of the You stand before something of this caliber, of this infinite and oh much appreciated majesty, like the monkeys at the beginning of 2001 in full awe of the macabre monolith, black Godly, for its monstrous magnetism set of awful demonic implications.I LOVE THIS novel It t makes my hair stand on end and goosebumps begin to formThis is avant garde, and nearer perfection than any novel in recent memory I d probably have to contend with Graham Greene s Quiet American or End of the Affair for that one I had prematurely labeled David Mitchell the pioneer of authentic fauxhistorical forms I guess even the poetry of A.S Byatt 3 4ths of which actually forms the novel Possession A Romance qualifies but Ackroyd outwrites them all His tale is exquisite, even, as an art work, symmetrical allegorical London is alive but the immobilization of time is perfected all ages become one.And the reader loves it He squeezes the nectar from its amazing prose which is as timeless as ancient birds cawing in Greek I was enraptured with this book it was serendipity which made me sit and read it, to ponder it with a glazed as a doughnut look staple of mine, yep and look at shadows with a different set of eyes The architecture of the churches of London and the narrative are equaled here is true art becoming text, here are all the familiar and utmost elements of Haute Lit mirrors, doppelgangers, everlasting prototypes like the master apprentice relationship and the ravishes of time This is, alas, a book I will never hesitate to reread And so the facts don t mean much until you have interpreted them The task of a writer is to interpret the facts Peter Ackroyd is a master of dark interpretations of history and his Hawksmoor is one of such eisegeses establishing the murky and murderous rapport between the past and the present.Do cathedrals houses of God serve the living or do they glorify the dead The Night was far advanc d, and the Clock struck Eleven as we entered the Street I wanted no Coachman to see us, so I took And so the facts don t mean much until you have interpreted them The task of a writer is to interpret the facts Peter Ackroyd is a master of dark interpretations of history and his Hawksmoor is one of such eisegeses establishing the murky and murderous rapport between the past and the present.Do cathedrals houses of God serve the living or do they glorify the dead The Night was far advanc d, and the Clock struck Eleven as we entered the Street I wanted no Coachman to see us, so I took him by the Arm and led him thro Alleys to the Church He had so got his Load, as they say, that he came along with me quite willingly and was even ready to sing out loud as we cross d the dark and empty Lanes.Do you know this one, do you he asks Wood and clay will wash away, Wash away, wash away, Wood and clay will wash away I have forgot the rest, he adds as he links his Arm in mine Then on reaching Lombard Street he looked up at me Where are we going, Nick We are going Home, says I and pointed out to him the Church of St Mary Woolnoth with the Scaffolding upon it.This is no Home, Nick, at least not for a Live Man History repeats itself as farce but this farce may grow into the blackest comedy Is Dust immortal then, I ask d him, so that we may see it blowing through the Centuries And in a feigned Voice he murmured, For Dust thou art and shalt to Dust return Then he made a Sour face, but only to laugh theEvil is universal and eternal so it can t be drowned even in the currents of time SUMMARY Inspector Morse meets the Time Travellers Wife with a hint of Grand Designs But without the actual in plot benefits of inexplicable time travel, a love interest or Kevin McCloud THE LONG WINDED VERSION Ah London, the Big Smoke, the Great Wen, the sunken, scum ridden, grease spotted, pitted underbelly of the Old World New York is referred to as the Big Apple, which implies shiny, fresh ripened juiciness If London was a fruit it would probably be that odd looking stinky one that comes SUMMARY Inspector Morse meets the Time Travellers Wife with a hint of Grand Designs But without the actual in plot benefits of inexplicable time travel, a love interest or Kevin McCloud THE LONG WINDED VERSION Ah London, the Big Smoke, the Great Wen, the sunken, scum ridden, grease spotted, pitted underbelly of the Old World New York is referred to as the Big Apple, which implies shiny, fresh ripened juiciness If London was a fruit it would probably be that odd looking stinky one that comes from Cambodia, whatsitcalled Ah the Durian thanks Google.Peter Ackroyd knows a lot about London and all of his books revolve around creating diverting Poe esque tales of ghostly mystery and imagination Stories which he then dresses with his frankly encyclopaedic knowledge of London s social history and development There s not a nook, cranny, wient or alley which Ackroyd doesn t know about and that is part of the joy of his writing So, two intertwining tale of black magic, murder and devilment set amongst the hallowed cloisters of the greatest churches in London Evil from the past echoes through the ages frequently in the format of ye oldy worldy English and the hidden signs and symbols of architect Nicholas Dyer act as a conduit to the future and Detective Nick Hawksmoor who is somewhere in the 20th century trying to clean up modern murders in the same churches Dyer is based on the 17th century Nicholas Hawksmoor who was a real chap and as the go to guy behind Christopher Wren s work was commissioned in 1711 to design 6 churches St Alfeges, Greenwich St Georges, Bloomsbury St Mary Woolnoth, St Georges East Wapping St Annes at Limehouse and most famously, Christchurch Spitalfields Ackroyd has obviously performed a historical switcheroo by naming his modern day protagonist and detective, Nicholas Hawksmoor thus continuing that echoes through eternity theme Uh huh, I like what you did there Obviously there is no real evidence that Hawksmoor was a devil worshipper who cunningly hid satanic squigglings in these churches, however that will not stop a bunch of overwrought historical scholars suggesting such things and cheerfully it was this nonsense which inspired Ackroyd to write what is, in my opinion, a damn fine read Applause for Mr Ackroyd