Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel
Station Eleven, by Emily St. John Mandel. The world has ended except for a few. This is their story, and how they weave together.
I have given it only an “ok” rating, because although the characters were real enough, and it was well written, I struggled to keep reading. Perhaps my expectations were too high, because most people love this book. I was bored.
The book takes place after a swine flu epidemic wipes out most of the world. Flashing back and forth over the life and death of Arthur, an actor who died while reciting his lines from King Lear, unsuccessfully given CPR by Jeevan, and the whole thing is watched by Kirsten, a child actress who is waiting in the wings, clutching some books Arthur had given her about “Station Eleven”. Twenty years later, Kirsten is with a travelling troupe of actors, and trying to find snippets of Arthur in every magazine she finds. It turns out that her books were written by Arthur’s first wife, who upon learning of his affair, walks out the door, asks some guy for a cigarette, and that turns out to be Jeevan. And so the weaving begins. We come across people living in an airport, as well as some living in small towns, one of which is run by a Prophet who is raping the young girls, and who also turns out to be associated with Arthur.
So, you may want to take a chance on this book since it does get rave reviews. I am struggling even with the 3 stars.
Favorite Quotes from Station Eleven:
“Hell is the absence of the people you long for.”
“Because survival is insufficient.”