Started this yesterday afternoon, didn’t come up for air until it was done last night. One of my favorite ways to read– a big gulp, faster and faster, nothing else important.
Loved this. Reminded me of Iain Pears The Dream of Scipio in scope and structure, and Barbara Kingsolver’s Unsheltered (and maybe Richard Powers’ The Overstory) in arc and catharsis. Beautiful. The desolation of climate devastation (that is hard to read) but with a seed of hope.
Bookish Bedlam 
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