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"The Powell brothers, Muir and Moody, are as different as Cain and Abel. Muir is an innocent, a shy young man with big dreams and not the slightest idea of what to do about them. Moody, the older and wilder brother - embittered by the death of his father, by years of fighting his mother, and by his jealously of Muir's privileged place in the family - takes to moonshine and gambling and turns his anger on his brother. Muir escapes, hoping to find something - an occupation, a calling - to match his ambition." "Through it all their mother, Ginny,
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"The Powell brothers, Muir and Moody, are as different as Cain and Abel. Muir is an innocent, a shy young man with big dreams and not the slightest idea of what to do about them. Moody, the older and wilder brother - embittered by the death of his father, by years of fighting his mother, and by his jealously of Muir's privileged place in the family - takes to moonshine and gambling and turns his anger on his brother. Muir escapes, hoping to find something - an occupation, a calling - to match his ambition." "Through it all their mother, Ginny, tries to steer them right, all the while remembering her own losses: her husband, her youth, and the fiery sense of God that once ordered her world." When Muir discovers his purpose in life, the consequences are far-reaching and irrevocable: a community threatens to tear itself apart, and his family is forever changed.
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Morgan follows up his bestselling Gap Creek with another tale of the Carolina wilderness in the 1920s. Muir Powell is three years younger than his brother, Moody, but the two are light years apart in temperament and attitude. Muir is his widowed mother Ginny's clear favorite, a position he earns by being unselfishly supportive of the family's needs. A callow youth who dreams of building, he tries his hand at preaching, trapping and a variety of other occupations, only to fail miserably and return home in frustrated disgrace every time. Moody, who's wild and undisciplined, hardly works at all and spends his time in the company of bootleggers and prostitutes. Jealous of Muir's favored position in the household, he derides his younger brother's efforts to find his way and support the family. Told in a gentle, flowing prose that shifts unevenly between Muir's and Ginny's points of view, the novel maps out life in a remote, tradition-bound region. Underscoring all is the family's fundamentalist religion and their devotion to old-fashioned family values. Muir's capricious decision to build a church on the family land forces matters to a crisis that tests the family's faith and commitment to one another, and in the final chapters, Muir's discovery of his true calling sustains and validates their belief in the strength of love and the ties that bind. Although the novel suffers from overdetailing, episodic pacing and seemingly pointless anecdotal tangents that leave many loose ends dangling in the mountain breeze, it's an entirely pleasant read and a testimony to the power of faith and integrity in the face of life's severest hardships. (Sept. 28) Forecast: It's unlikely that sales of Morgan'slatest will match Gap Creek totals Gap Creek was an Oprah selection and an international bestseller but This Rock is in much the same vein, so new and old fans should be satisfied. Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
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Morgan here continues the story of the Powell family, begun in The Truest Pleasure (LJ 8/95) and continuing with the best-selling Gap Creek (LJ 9/1/99), an Oprah selection. Some 20 years after the events in Gap Creek, Muir and his ornery older brother, Moody, struggle with each other; with their widowed mother, Ginny; and with the rural Southern community where they live. Muir, not yet 20, is on a quest to find his life's work: does he have a true calling as a preacher? Ultimately, through the catalysts of two seemingly unrelated deaths, he conceives of a project that in turn reveals his life's true purpose. Though Morgan still pursues his favorite theme, the redeeming power of work, his new book is both more ambitious and more uneven than Gap Creek. Not a lightweight Bildungsroman, this novel instead illuminates the painful movement from boy to man. As such, it might not satisfy earlier Morgan readers, but libraries will definitely want this. Rebecca Sturm Kelm, Northern Kentucky Univ. Lib., Highland Heights Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
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Adult/High School-Seventeen-year-old Muir tries hard to respond to his inner faith while avoiding the outward rancor and jealousy of his older brother, Moody. Set in Appalachia during Prohibition, this Cain-and-Abel-themed story comes to readers through the viewpoints of Muir and his mother. The mountain community is poor in all things but religion, and even that is parceled out with a certain meanness, with the boys' mother excluded from the local church in spite of her family's gift of land on which it was built. Muir, who believes that he is called to the ministry, is unable to see any of the elaborate projects he undertakes through to the end. Yet devotion to his mother, pride in the work he knows his hands can do, and the desire to be admirable in Moody's eyes inform his dream to build his own house of worship. When Moody's moonshine adventures ensnare him, Muir becomes overwhelmed by his moral life and tries to leave home. Several attempts to become independent of the familial or geographic landscapes of his youth prove doomed. Yet, he outlives Moody, officiating at his brother's funeral in his first independent clerical act. This historical novel will please both students and teachers looking for supplemental fiction when introducing 20th-century Southern gothics.-Francisca Goldsmith, Berkeley Public Library, CA Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.
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Formerly Oprah-selected Morgan (Gap Creek, 1999) sticks with familiar characters and themes in a lightweight novel about a roving Appalachian boy searching for his calling in the early 20th century. Teenaged Muir Powell wants to be a preacher, but his effort to spread the word is undermined by pride and nerves-not to mention the fact that his moonshine-running older brother Moody farts during his very first sermon. This humiliation sends Muir on a series of wanderings and adventures: running 'shine, taking a road trip north almost to Canada, trapping on the Tar River. A generous reader might excuse the tale's choppiness as a reflection of Muir's uncertainty about himself, though others may find that the rambling narrative feels more like stories that have been half-quilted together and never quite deliver the full-immersion experience of a novel. It takes a long time to reach Muir's realization that his true calling is to build a church first and then preach in it, and the brothers' rocky relationship isn't the only storyline that starts to seem suspiciously biblical. The local sitting preacher fears that the new church will break up his congregation, a plot development that provides the opportunity for Morgan to venture into interesting thematic territory. But, like his patchwork book overall, his look at the conflict between faith and organized religion is spotty and incomplete. So is the local color that dominates here. Sometimes the voices and tone seem spare and well done, but otherwise it's as though proper grammar has been modified with some kind of Appalachian dialect software. This is a world of conscience based on personal faith-Scripture is the characters' language and theirfood-but that doesn't prevent Muir from indulging in the most unlikely (though admittedly compelling) of first dates: the lynching of an elephant. Really. Simple in a literal way. Morgan's fans will be pleased.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781565115033
  • Publisher: HighBridge Company
  • Publication date: 9/1/1901
  • Format: Cassette
  • Edition description: Abridged, 5 Cassettes
  • Pages: 360
  • Product dimensions: 4.50 (w) x 1.26 (h) x 7.20 (d)

Meet the Author

ROBERT MORGAN’s books include Boone, a biography of Daniel Boone, Gap Creek (an Oprah Book Club pick), and the poetry collection Terroir. The recipient of an Academy Award from the American Academy of Arts and Letters, he lives in Ithaca, New York.

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FIRST READING - 1921

Chapter One
Muir

Preacher Liner said he would let me preach the Sunday after Homecoming. He was a big heavy feller with droopy jowls, and he said it as a favor to Mama more than anything else, because no preacher likes to share his pulpit, not any that I ever heard of. But Mama was a pillar of the church, and her pa had give the land for the church and built the first church in the valley back when the county was founded. And for some reason Preacher Liner was afraid of Mama, maybe because she'd read more than him and knowed more Scripture. So when I told Preacher Liner I felt I had the call, that I'd been studying up to preach a sermon, he said he'd let me fill the pulpit, soon as there was an opportunity.

I was only sixteen, but I felt the call, and I waited weeks and months for a chance to preach. I studied the Bible every day and prayed for a sign that I was ready. When I went out to the barn to milk I thought about preaching as I pulled down on the cow's tits. And while I hoed corn in the hot June sun I studied on what I'd say when I was give the pulpit.
Mama said I could go to a revival meeting in one of the little valleys near the head of the river and preach, or might be I could preach in one of the ridge churches like Mount Olivet. But I said I wanted to start in my home church, and then I'd light out to preach in other places, if I was going to preach, if the Lord had really anointed me to preach.



"You don't want to feel too much pride about preaching," Mama said. She had been a Holiness when she was young, but now she was a steadfast Baptist. If they made women deacons she'd have been a deacon. Mama was tall with long black hair she wore in aknot on top of her head. As her hair got threads of gray in it she looked dignified enough to be a deacon.

"Got to have some pride to want to try preaching," I said. "Otherwise I couldn't even think of standing up in front of a crowd."

"I can't see you preaching," said Fay, my younger sister. "You talk too slow and thoughtful. You're my brother, not a preacher." Fay was only thirteen, and bony like Moody was.

"I'd rather listen to hound dogs howling after a fox," my brother, Moody, said. "That's the best kind of preaching I know." Moody almost never went to church anyway, so it didn't matter what he said.

"If Muir has the call, he will preach," Mama said. "The Lord will put the words in his mouth and the Spirit in his heart."

"Only call Muir feels is the call of nature," Moody said.

"I never thought there'd be a preacher in this family," Fay said. She was wearing the blue dress Mama had smocked for her.

"I always prayed there would be a preacher in our family, in this generation," Mama said.

Since I left school when I was twelve I'd hunted ginseng in the late summer on the ridges over near South Carolina. And I'd helped Mama in the fields and in the orchards on the hill. I had helped make molasses in the old furnace Grandpa had built in the pasture, and I'd cut tops and pulled fodder. I'd chopped wood and done a little carpentry and masonry for my cousin U. G. that kept the store down at the highway, and I'd laid a rock wall behind the house to hold Mama's flower beds. I'd also built a rock wall for my aunt Florrie, and I'd painted the house for Mama. I'd tried my hand at a lot of things, from digging herbs to hewing and selling crossties to the railroad. But the thing I'd been best at was trapping muskrats and mink and foxes on the creeks and high branches near the head of the river. I liked to walk the trapline, and I knowed every inch of the headwaters and the Flat Woods beyond. I'd learned how to set traps in the water to drown a mink before it could gnaw its foot off, and I'd learned to put a trap on a trail where a fox couldn't see it or smell it. Every winter I made more than a hundred dollars from selling fur.

I'd heard a hundred times that Mama laid in bed without moving for several weeks before I was born. She had anemia and she had kidney poisoning. And she didn't eat nothing but some biscuits and a little milk. She was afraid she'd lose the baby if she moved. "I laid in the dark, for I was afraid even to read," Mama said.

And when I was born she was in labor for seventeen hours; the midwife thought I would be dead. After I was born they saw I was early and poor as a whippoorwill. You could see my ribs I was so starved. And I was too weak to eat anything except to suck on a rag soaked in sugar water, and to nurse a few minutes at a time.

"Muir was so blue he looked like he'd froze to death," Mama said.

But the story Mama liked to tell best was about how my tongue had been tied down by a thread of flesh. "He was so tongue-tied he couldn't even cry," Mama said. "His tongue just kind of wallowed in his mouth, so I took him to a doctor in town and had it snipped free. Everybody said he'd never be able to talk, that he wasn't meant to talk. But I knowed he would talk. He was meant to talk, and after that he howled up a storm."

"He just never learned to talk sense," Moody said.

"I know he was put here for some purpose," Mama said. "He was a marked baby."

Mama said so many times I was marked for something special that I believed it was true. But I didn't know what it was for, until after I'd been saved and after I'd been baptized. I seen that I was supposed to be a witness and a minister. I'd heard about people getting the call, and I started to feel I was one that heard the call. Mama was proud. But it made Moody mad when she talked about how I was marked for a purpose. He acted like she said it to belittle him. He acted like he was mad at everybody most of the time. He snorted and cleared the spit in his throat.

When I read a passage in the Bible I thought of myself saying it from a pulpit. "'In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so I would have told you. I go and prepare a place for you . . . '" I imagined how I'd swing my arm in the air and slam my fist down on the pulpit. "'And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes,'" I said aloud to myself. "'Neither shall there be any more pain.'"

As I walked along my trapline I said verses to myself. "'Blessed art thou Simon Barjonah . . . Upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it . . . Whatsoever thou shalt bind on earth shall be bound in heaven, and whatsoever thou shalt loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven . . .'"

I got so drunk saying the verses to myself that I would stumble off the trail or bump into a tree. I felt light enough to fly as I quoted, "'A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid.'"

I stood on top of a ridge above Grassy Creek in Transylvania County and faced the wind and said, "'I am the root and the offspring of David, and the bright and morning star.'" I imagined preaching to crowds in tents and brush arbors and in open fields. But mostly I imagined talking to the congregation in Green River Church. I was afraid I'd be tongue-tied when I had to talk.

As I walked through the woods with my squirrel rifle, I was eloquent in one soaring sentence after another. I stood before the crowd and shouted about the glories of heaven. I didn't talk about hellfire and I didn't talk about punishment and damnation. In my mind I talked about the glories beyond the grave, beyond the clouds above the hill. I talked about the sunlit uplands beyond the far shore.

Now the other thing I studied on was Annie Richards that lived on the creek road just beyond the church. She was only thirteen then, but she was the prettiest girl in the whole valley. Her blond hair and her pale skin was like something out of a picture. She was slender and she was perfect and she had big gray eyes. She was too young to walk home with boys from church, but she was already a little bit of a flirt. She was quick as a fawn with her gray eyes and red lips. I had my eye on her. I was going to be a preacher, and I was going to marry her. That's what I told myself. The two things was tied together in my mind. All women was in love with preachers.

"What are you going to preach about?" Preacher Liner said to me the Sunday before Homecoming. When he talked to you he kind of leaned over you. The look in his eyes never seemed to match what he was saying.

"I will preach about the Transfiguration," I said.

"That's always a good topic," Preacher Liner said. "People like to hear about the Transfiguration."

Preacher Liner said he'd be going down to South Carolina the Sunday after Homecoming, and I could fill the pulpit in his place. Panic jolted through me so hard it hurt. In two weeks I'd be standing in front of the congregation. In two weeks I'd be facing all those people that I'd knowed since I was in diapers.

"Glory be," Mama said when I told her I would be preaching in two weeks. "This is the answer to my prayers."

Now the thing about worry is it can't do you much good. For worry just wears you down and don't help the least bit. But you can't just turn off worry like it was a spigot. Worry ain't something you can do much to control. Worry creeps up on you at night while you're laying in bed and crawls right into your head. And worry soaks its way into whatever you're thinking about in the daytime.

I figured if I studied out my sermon beforehand it might help. They said preachers in town actually wrote down sermons and read them on Sunday. But no Baptist preacher ever wrote out a sermon on Green River. That would prove you didn't have the call of the Spirit in your heart. Anybody that would write out a sermon and read it to the congregation would be laughed out of the pulpit and never invited to preach again. Only Scripture was worth reading out in the pulpit.

I took my Bible and climbed up into the pines on the pasture hill. Thought if I got on top of the ridge I could think better. The air would be clearer and I'd be closer to God. And the Transfiguration took place on a mountaintop where Peter and James and John went with Jesus. I read in Matthew: "'While he yet spake, behold, a bright cloud overshadowed them: and behold a voice out of the cloud, which said: This is my beloved son, in whom I am well pleased; hear ye him.'"

That seemed to me the finest passage in the Bible. I said the words over again and made my voice deep in my throat, and I made my tongue curl around the words.

I turned to the book of Luke where it also described the Transfiguration.

"'And as he prayed the fashion of his countenance was altered, and his raiment was white and glistering.'"

I walked up and down under the pine trees and said the verse. I swung my arm to show the power of the words. I knowed if I could get started in the pulpit I could keep going. It was getting started that was hard. I'd took part in the debates at school when I was eleven and twelve. It was standing and saying the first thing that scared me. The first time I stood before the class I was so dazed I couldn't think of nothing. My throat locked closed like spit had stuck there and glued my windpipe. Next time I debated I determined I'd say one word if it killed me. And I did stand up and say one word, and after that I could say more. But I remembered that feeling of having my tongue and throat froze, like they'd turned to rock.

Last, I turned to the Second Epistle of Peter, where he talked about the Transfiguration.

"'And this voice which came from heaven we heard, when we were with him in the holy mount.'"

It was the holy mount I wanted to mention in my sermon. For I wanted to say any mountain could be a holy mountain. And that the ground where we stood could be holy ground. I wanted to preach mountainism, for I'd read somewhere that mountainism meant a vision of paradise on earth. But I didn't know if I could say it right.

In his excitement and confusion Peter had talked about building three tabernacles on the mountaintop, one to Moses, one to Elias, and one to Jesus. He'd talked foolish, out of his head. I hoped I didn't talk foolish. I hoped I didn't speak beside myself, once I was in the pulpit. But I understood the desire to build something sacred. I had studied about building almost as much as about trapping and preaching. A life's work should be to build something that inspired people.

I stood under the pines facing the wind and read more verses, making my voice strong and far-reaching as I could. I read in a low voice and I read in a loud voice. I read the verses in a proper voice, and I read them the way a mountain preacher would that hadn't hardly been to school. I couldn't decide which way was best. But I thought, The place for a church is on a mountaintop. The perfect place to say the words of the Bible was on the highest ground in sight.

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1. Constantly clashing with one another, Muir and Moody often seem as different as two brothers could be, both in temperament and action. Are there similarities between them as well that emerge over the course of the novel? At what moments do the two come together? Why?

2. As Muir and Moody begin to forge their own paths at a young age, Ginny appears to be a helpless bystander. And yet, as she herself comes to see, "A mama has more influence than she realizes sometimes" (page 258). What effect does Ginny have on her sons' lives and how does she make her influence felt?

3. In opposing Muir's plans to build a new church, Preacher Liner accuses him of seeking personal glory. "Pride goeth before a fall," the older man warns, quoting from Scripture. Does Muir's sense of pride hamper him in his various endeavors? If so, how? Does it ever help him?

4. Why do you suppose there are no chapters told from Moody's point of view? How do we gain a feel for Moody's personality and motivations? When does his character take shape?

5. What effect does the author's use of rural, Southern vernacular have on our experience of the narrative?

6. Manual labor is at the heart of life for the Powell family and for the surrounding community. What is the function of Morgan's highly detailed descriptions of the work that is done on the land, particularly by Muir?

7. If work is one central element of existence in Morgan's depiction of 1920s North Carolina, religion is surely another. What sort of connection is implied between labor and faith? How do the two become linked in Muir's mind?

8. Shootings, knifings, beatings, logging accidents, typhoid: random violence and untimely death seem to beimmutable facts of life in This Rock. What role does violence -- intentional and otherwise -- play in the story? Are the victims of savagery generally responsible for their fate, or are they merely unlucky?

9. Of all the incidents of violence that Muir witnesses, the episode involving the elephant at the parade -- coupled with the elephant's eventual destruction -- may be the most powerful and disturbing. How does Muir react to this gruesome event? Why do you think this becomes a defining moment for him?

10. Forgiveness occupies an important place in the Powells' Baptist faith. As Ginny repeatedly reminds her sons, when a wrong has been done, the Christian thing to do is "forgive seven times seventy" (page 236). Both Moody and Muir are strong willed and have a tendency toward anger. When do they overcome their stubbornness and practice the forgiveness they have been taught? What is the result?

11. Muir could be described as driven and somewhat of a visionary. Do you think he has a sense of being chosen? And, if so, for what? Even on his small farm in the Blue Ridge Mountains Muir dreams big dreams. Do you think Ginny encourages him to pursue these dreams? Why do you think Muir's frustration builds? In what ways could This Rock be seen as a kind of an apprenticeship novel?

12. In the Charlotte Observer, Fred Chappell writes: "This is a book about the human soul at war with itself, although it turns out [the author has] imagined the soul as two different people -- two brothers. One has very strong religious convictions and visions and a dream of an ideal life. The other is more or less trashy and violent like the rest of us, self-destructive and not real smart." Do you agree with his statement? How is this struggle resolved?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 3, 2009

    This Rock is founded upon flawed people.

    I admit to stumbling upon this little gem as a book on CD from the bargain rack. I was facing a long business trip by car and thought it looked at least interesting. It is a little more religiously driven than expectd, and in the beginning it seemed pretty predictable, and some of it is. However I found it to be an interesting twist on a Cain and Able relationship of 2 brothers -as dissimilar as their Biblical models, who work at odds with each other as the younger brother tries to build a new mountaintop church, at the bidding of God, and the elder works to destroy any good in his life with fast living. But the lines of Good and Bad are not so clear cut as you might imagine. And while the end may be a bit predictable, the route to it is as full of twists and turns as the road to the hilltop where the stone church is to built. I think a religious Book Club would especially love this! The book was read by Rosemary Alexander and Robert Clotworthy, both of excellent interpretive skills.

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  • Posted May 10, 2009

    I liked this book until the last page.....

    This book is actually good until the last page.......(Either that or I got a book with the last few chapters missing.) Reading 'This Rock' is like watching a Saturday Night Live Sketch. It's good but the writers have no idea how to end it, so they just stop! There is no end to this story. It just stops! I honestly thought I had a misprinted book missing several pages! While reading it, I kept thinking, 'Wow, what a good book.' Then I read the last page and thought, 'Wow, I couldn't recommend this to anyone.' Who wants to read 360 pages and find there's no end to the story.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 26, 2001

    Two Brothers, Hard Life

    The first book that I read by Robert Morgan was Gap Creek. When I saw This Rock I snapped it up, partly because I so enjoyed Gap Creek. I wan't disappointed. Two brothers struggle to survive a hard and demanding life. One, the youngest, Muir, is a builder. Muir seems bound to serve the word and his God by preaching. The other, Moody seems bent on self destruction. Moody is happiest when running moonshine and making a quick buck. Moody suffers from some deep hurt we are never told about. Hank and Julia make an appearance from Gap Creek and it is refreshing to see that they are making headway. Ginny, Muir and Moody's mother is a strong character. She struggles to raise two boys and a daughter on her own after the death of her husband. Enough of that. Suffice it to say that if you're looking for a techno thriller or a cheesy romance novel you won't like this book. If you want to be move emotionally and intellectually then you need to read this book.

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  • Posted August 29, 2009

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    Interesting listening

    Loved the ending; the first couple of discs were draggy

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 17, 2002

    The Titles Means SO Much!

    This is one of the greatest books i've ever read this year, or EVEN ever! it actually takes you around the world where you meet the brothers who must survive upon everything they face. this book night make you cry, but for sure it would make you to re-thik of your siblings as well as your mother!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 13, 2002

    Another Oprah book

    Brilliantly executed. As good as his last. Should be another Oprah title. Wonderful reading. Can't wait for his next one!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 13, 2002

    Incredible book

    This is the type of book you want to continue reading, but not too fast, as you don't want it to end. These characters are so real you feel like you know them. Must read GAP Creek first and then the Truest Pleasure. This is a continuation of Truest Pleasure. Both are highly recommended.

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