A Land More Kind Than Home by: Wiley Cash
Reviewed by: Steve Capell
Nine-year-old Jess Hall and his brother Christopher, nicknamed “Stump,” get caught spying on their mother, Julie, who is secretly meeting with Carson Chambliss, her pastor. Chambliss has lived a life that has physically scared him both from an outward appearance and also internally scared morally, but this hasn’t stopped the people of Marshall, North Carolina of accepting him has their scarred and charismatic preacher.
Stump has been mute from childbirth, but Julie believes that pastor Chambliss can heal her son, but she finds out that kind of trust only leads to a disastrous conclusion. The people that have placed their trust in Chambliss would never say anything to discredit his authority even though his cultish actions are a hidden secret by newspapers that have been hung over all the windows in the small church … after all if your not a member you have no business knowing what goes on every Sunday. Chambliss has a godlike authority … not because God gave it to him, but because the congregation has willed it to be and Chambliss knows he has the power.
Clem Barefield, Madison County Sheriff, makes it his mission to find out what has happened behind all the closely held secrets, but his work isn’t going to be easy amidst the evil that exists within the cultish church. Clem finds his first clue to the evil persona that exits inside Chambliss when he speaks to Adelaide Lyle, the towns midwife. Adelaide knows Chambliss power over the people of Marshall because she had personally witnessed Chambliss’ evil power in her own life. Clem is determined to bring justice to the town of Marshall, but sometimes justice isn’t delivered the way one might expect.
My thoughts:
I have found some amazing debut works of literature and Wiley Cash’s debut novel A Land More Kind Than Home has met the challenge and as such this novel will be allowed to reside on a special book shelf along side a few other books because this book will be one I will want to keep in my library and read again.
So why does Cash’s novel garner such select book shelf real estate? There are multiple reasons but first and foremost is the brilliant plot that took root inside my soul much like the dust that found every pore on my body while bailing hay on a hot August summer day in Kansas back when I was helping my uncle on his farm. No matter how much I tried to shower the sweat and filth away it seemed to cling to my living body and this novel will cling too your emotional core and not let go as well. I believe the one way that Cash is able to achieve this is through his character development and use of multiple first person narrators throughout his novel. The dialog between the characters allowed me to see the human faults and defects that exist with each character. I didn’t know who I felt the most empathy for as each character brought their own set of ideas and troubles to this fast paced emotional plot.
The second reason that this novel has overwhelmingly got my endorsement is the rich descriptive language that drew me into the text. I am going to share with a small portion of Cash’s writing so that you can read the richness that is exhibited throughout this novel:
“I sat there in the car with the gravel dust blowing across the parking lot and saw the place for what it was, not what it was right at the moment in the hot sunlight, but for what it had been maybe twelve or fifteen years before: a real general store with folks gathered around the lunch counter, a line of people at the soda fountain, little children ordering ice cream of just about every flavor you could think of, hard candy by the quarter pound, moon pies and crackerjack and other things I hadn’t thought of tasting in years. And if I’d closed my eyes I could’ve seen what the building had been forty or fifty years before that, back when I was a young woman: a screen door slamming shut, oil lamps lit and sputtering black smoke, dusty horses hitched to the posts out front where iceman unloaded every Wednesday afternoon, the last stop before he headed up out of the hollar, the bed of his truck deep with cold water.”
The novel is about good and evil, social integrity and decadence, and how love sometimes isn’t enough to overcome the hatred that dwells deep inside the human soul. My final thought as I closed the cover of Wiley Cash’s novel and placed his book on my bookshelf is I hope he continues to write because society would be robbed of great literature if we only had one novel to read from this author.
I have given this book a 5 rating out of 5.
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(5/5)













