Station Eleven by
January 2015
From the opening pages of this book, I knew I was in for something special. The writing is precise, evocative and always understated in way that gives some of the more upsetting events in the book all the more impact. I cared about what happened to the characters, and I was surprised that my care carried over to each new character as the point of view changed through the book. It’s post-apocalyptic, but it’s a post-apocalypse in which people are still trying to make a go of things, in which art and memory and compassion still matter. It’s a taut and moving tale, and as soon as I finished it I wanted to go straight back to the front of the book and start again.