Book description
But it isn't an argument that Christianity is true - because
how could anyone know that (or indeed its opposite)?
It's an argument that Christianity is recognisable, drawing
on the deep and deeply ordinary vocabulary of human feeling,
satisfying those who believe in it by offering a ruthlessly
realistic account of the bits of our lives advertising agencies
prefer to ignore. It's a book for believers who are fed up with
being patronised, for non-believers curious about how faith can
possibly work in the twenty-first century, and for anyone who feels
there is something indefinably wrong, literalistic, anti-imaginative
and intolerant about the way the atheist case is now being made.
Fresh, provoking and unhampered by niceness, this is the
long-awaited riposte to the smug emissaries of New Atheism.
Francis Spufford's first book, I May Be Some Time, won
the Writers' Guild Award for Best Non-Fiction Book of 1996, the Banff
Mountain Book Prize and a Somerset Maugham Award. It was followed
by The
Child That Books Built, Backroom Boys, and most
recently, Red Plenty. In 2007 he was elected a Fellow of the
Royal Society of Literature. He teaches writing at Goldsmiths College
and lives near Cambridge.