Maybe I don’t fare well with translations of Spanish books. The second book I had to abandon this year was Julia Navarro’s The Bible of Clay. It’s another “thriller” about a Biblical discovery. In this case, a few clay tablets talking about Abraham’s version of the creation of the earth written about a thousand years before the earliest known versions. The archaeologist responsible for this discovery is Clara Tannenberg, who is pushy and comes from a long line of pushy, irritating adventurers. She of course is targeted by a group of people who will stop at nothing to keep these tablets from being exposed. And tiresomely, the novel is a dual narrative also featuring Abraham’s nephew’s account of what happened. Ugh. I put it down after about 100 pages. It completely failed to hold my attention and the character motivations seemed preposterous.
The Bible of Clay