This week I’m reading MaddAddam, the third part of Margaret Atwood‘s post-dystopian/post-apocalyptic trilogy that began with Oryx & Crake and continued with The Year of the Flood — although because Oryx & Crake and The Year of the Flood ran more or less concurrently, perhaps “continued” isn’t quite the right word. Let’s say “was expanded” instead.
Margaret Atwood has long been one of my favorite authors, and I read both Oryx & Crake and The Year of the Flood years ago. But I never quite got around to finishing things up with MaddAddam. But after wrapping up Season 1 of Hulu’s excellent adaptation of The Handmaid’s Tale, I decided it was time to check back in with Snowman, Ren, Toby, Amanda, and the Crakers. How are things going with them? About the way you would expect.
But hatred and viciousness are addictive. You can get high on them. Once you’ve had a little, you start shaking if you don’t get more.
Ah, yes, the violence withdrawal DTs. Not something we’re in danger of experiencing any time soon. Speaking of violence, somebody just committed some in the section of Father’s Books that I’m currently editing.
She walked towards him across the lot, unaccompanied by her shadow or the sound of her shoes on the gravel. He stayed in his chair until she neared the porch, then stood and took off his hat, gave a little bow, and went into the shop.
But who was the perpetrator and who was the victim? Thanks to the magic of pronouns, nobody knows. Except for me. Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha.
Viscosity 