Eager reader of history, mystery, classics, biographies, steampunk, lit fic, science, scifi, and etc. My reviews are mostly positive--I rarely finish or write about books I don't enjoy. My TBR is too high for that.
For a few days after finishing this book I was almost without the ability to form a coherent sentence about it--at least one that came anywhere close to doing justice to the story. The set-up is that a deadly, fast acting, highly contagious, flu epidemic brings on the end of the world as we know it by wiping out almost everyone in just a matter of days, leaving small groups of widely scattered survivors coping in various ways with their new stripped down reality, but the aftermath while gritty and dangerous still isn’t without hope, beauty, art, and a sense of community. Told through a series of masterfully woven, interconnected stories revolving around a troupe of traveling orchestra musicians and Shakespearean actors, Station Eleven is one of my favorite books of the year.