Why did I love this book?
Station Eleven reminded me why I fell in love with reading in the first place. Its post-apocalypse still has Shakespeare and comics (yay!) and airports (boo!) and it’s shockingly life-affirming for a book about what happens after most of human life is extinguished. Even though it jumps around in time and space, it feels like it’s capturing a single moment, specifically the moment life as you know it slips through your hands and you appreciate it for the first time in all its beauty at the exact second you lose it.