I imagine that the way you feel after reading The Age of Miracles says something about the kind of person you are, in a glass half-empty/half-full kind of way. It’s that kind of book.
At some point in the not-so-distant future, the Earth’s rotation begins to slow. The days and nights grow longer; clocks become irrelevant. Scientists can’t explain it; they only know that “the slowing” is happening quickly — once 24 hours, a single day expands to 26, then 29, then 35. The government steps in and everyone is instructed to live on clock time; school starts at 9 a.m. again, whether it’s blue sky and sunshine or black sky and stars. Daily life, for so long in sync with the rhythms of the planet, becomes unmoored from them. And as the days and nights grow longer, people can’t help but wonder: How long will it take before the slowing — or the myriad weather and atmospheric phenomena it enables — becomes the stopping? Continue reading “The Land After Time”
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