The Countenance Divine
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6th April 2017
Price: £9.99
‘Michael Hughes writes like a brilliant cross between David Mitchell and Hilary Mantel’ Toby Litt
In 1999 a programmer is trying to fix the millennium bug, but can’t shake the sense he’s been chosen for something.
In 1888 five women are brutally murdered in the East End by a troubled young man in thrall to a mysterious master.
In 1777 an apprentice engraver called William Blake has a defining spiritual experience; thirteen years later this vision returns.
And in 1666 poet and revolutionary John Milton completes the epic for which he will be remembered centuries later.
But where does the feeling come from that the world is about to end?
In 1999 a programmer is trying to fix the millennium bug, but can’t shake the sense he’s been chosen for something.
In 1888 five women are brutally murdered in the East End by a troubled young man in thrall to a mysterious master.
In 1777 an apprentice engraver called William Blake has a defining spiritual experience; thirteen years later this vision returns.
And in 1666 poet and revolutionary John Milton completes the epic for which he will be remembered centuries later.
But where does the feeling come from that the world is about to end?
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Reviews
A fascinating chimera of a novel, hallucinatory and compelling
The Countenance Divine moves effortlessly from deadpan humour and visceral demotic to the soaring language of the visionary. An ambitious and persuasive debut
A virtuoso performance from a writer of quite prodigious gifts: an astonishingly accomplished first novel
A strange, witty and dazzlingly clever fable on art, ambition and morality
A novel of big ideas that flows, and reads, like a dream. Solid yet sinuous, and very satisfying
The Countenance Divine is never less than superbly stimulating. It is a debut of high ambition that marks the arrival of a considerable talent
An intriguing broth of a first novel . . . The author swoops between four centuries with considerable chutzpah . . . Hughes is thoroughly in control of his material
Sumptuous . . . A gloriously extravagant novel. Strange yet compelling
Wonderfully ambitious . . . There is real pleasure to be derived from Hughes's imagination, especially his instinct for tactile description . . . a novel of the spirit made flesh, pulsating with blood and guts
This is an intricate and densely allusive novel . . . It marks the arrival of a considerable talent
Michael Hughes writes like a brilliant cross between David Mitchell and Hilary Mantel