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Lizzie Benson is our depressed, immediately likeable narrator, who is looking to maintain the life she leads with her husband and young son in Brooklyn, while also fidgeting with the apocalyptic anxieties of the 21st century.
She works in a library, acts as an unofficial therapist for her brother, a recovering addict, and answers the mail sent in to her mentor’s podcast, Hell and High Water, which is listened to by left-wingers worried about the climate crisis and right-wingers worked up by the decline of Western civilisation.
Lizzie works as a librarian in the University Library, where she once had a promising student. At the same time, she raises her son Eli and supports mentally (sometimes financially) her depressed brother and her religious, widowed mother. Her former professor and producer of the futuristic radio show “Hell and High Water,” Sylvia Liller hires her to respond to the hundreds of emails she receives. Then Lizzie confronts the worrying questions of the diverse listeners of the show – in a spectrum ranging from leftists anxious about climate change to right-wingers who fear immigrants and worry about the decline of Western civilization. As Lizzie plunges into this polarized world, and as the foundations of her family are shaken, she finds herself gradually trapped in the psychology of disaster. Drawing from ecology to mystical theology and from psychology to politics and activism, Jenny Offill gives an extremely modern novel clever, lyrical, written with deep empathy and raw humor.
“Gorgeous, funny, and deadly serious. A warmly revealing grid of exceptionally written paragraphs, similar to diary entries “.
Max Porter
Best Books of 2020, Guardian
Best Books of 2020, Irish Times
“Jenny Offill is the master of novels told in sly, burnished fragments… In Offill’s hands, the form becomes something new, a method of distilling experience into its brightest, most blazing forms — atoms of intense feeling… these fragments feel like: teeming worlds suspended in white space, entire novels condensed into paragraphs… What she is doing is coming as close as anyone ever has to writing the very nature of being itself… Weather transforms the novel of consciousness into a record of climate grief.”
“It’s an alarming prospect – reading Weather made me grind my teeth at night, just like its narrator – but it is certainly a brilliant exemplar for the autofictional method. Offill pulls us in close in order to make us worry about things outside us; mirrors the self to show us what we are selfishly ignoring.”
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