Now a major film starring Killing Eve's Jodie Comer.As flood waters close over London, a woman gives birth to a child. Heartfelt and original, The End We Start From is the powerful debut novel from Megan Hunter.'Beautifully spare and haunting' - Emily St. John Mandel, author of Station Eleven'Extraordinary. Megan Hunter's prose is exquisite' – Hannah Kent, author of Burial RitesDays after giving birth, mother and child are forced to leave home in search of safety. The journey north with be dangerous – but new life and fresh hope push them on . . .A startlingly beautiful story of a family's survival, The End We Start From is a haunting but hopeful dystopian vision of a familiar world made dangerous and unstable.'Virginia Woolf does cli-fi . . . tremendous' – Independent'Stunning' – Benedict Cumberbatch
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The End We Start From Now a Major Film Starring Jodie Comer
von Megan Hunter
Now a major film starring Killing Eve's Jodie Comer.As flood waters close over London, a woman gives birth to a child. Heartfelt and original, The End We Start From is the powerful debut novel from Megan Hunter.'Beautifully spare and haunting' - Emily St. John Mandel, author of Station Eleven'Extraordinary. Megan Hunter's prose is exquisite' – Hannah Kent, author of Burial RitesDays after giving birth, mother and child are forced to leave home in search of safety. The journey north with be dangerous – but new life and fresh hope push them on . . .A startlingly beautiful story of a family's survival, The End We Start From is a haunting but hopeful dystopian vision of a familiar world made dangerous and unstable.'Virginia Woolf does cli-fi . . . tremendous' – Independent'Stunning' – Benedict Cumberbatch
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Rezension von lis“I can see every star in the sky. They look straight through us, a sparkling indifference” “He is in another dimension, is all I can think. A pixelated world, perhaps. Or a galaxy of blue-black, floating slowly out to space.” “The house was built for this, for the highest sea and the strongest winds the world can make. From its windows, all you can see is miles and miles of it. The shimmering green-grey-blue terror. Orange in evening, then gone.” “Landing. From water to land. From moon to earth. Or: the beach is the in-between place. The world between worlds, a memory from a book read at bedtime.” “Up high, at night, I see a face-kaleidoscope, a canopy of features flowering above me.”