Thankfully that future hasn’t befallen us just yet, and with a bit of luck, a lot less hubris, and a great deal of good planning, may yet be avoided however if we need any further convincing that it is worth working, and working hard, to avoid this fate worse than death – assuming that we can of course – then books like Station Eleven are necessary reading. John Mandel’s searingly-evocative and emotionally-chilling journey to our possibly salvation-less future Station Eleven, that we are already irretrievably caught in its web of pestilence and famine, of civilisation lost and zombies found. In fact, so well depicted have been its tropes of ruin and decay, its harbingers of humanity’s demise and whirlwind-reaping that you could be forgiven for thinking we have already reached this dark and terrible land already, that even as we sit comfortably in our chairs and read books like Emily St. The exquisitely evocative cover for Station Eleven, designed by Nathan Burton (image via and (c) Nathan Burton Design / Picador)įor a place and time that humanity is yet to reach, the future dystopian era certainly bears all the hallmarks of a road well travelled.
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