I’m halfway through Cloud Atlas and it’s blowing my mind.
Without spoiling too much – because it’s a story that deserves to be discovered rather than synopsis-ified – it’s a book about connections, shared experiences, the power of knowledge and the distortion of the past and future through the lens of the present.
And hubris. Yes, there’s rather a lot of hubris in there.
Most importantly, it’s brilliantly written by Mitchell, who embeds you miles deep within a world before drastically changing gear (and style) with barely a flutter of hesitation. The command (and understanding) of language on display here is staggering, and the book’s structure is one of the most ingenious and exciting I’ve come across in my life, compelling you to rocket through the pages while still soaking up every wry observation and sly joke.
If I wasn’t such a slow reader I’d have finished it by now, but with Cloud Atlas being 500+ pages it might take a tad longer. I thought I’d mention it now as it’s on my mind rather a lot and I have a feeling I’ll be talking about Thought Bubble next Monday in its aftermath.
It’s not like I would have spoiled it for you if I’d finished it by now anyway. Regardless, if you haven’t read it – read it. Add it to your Christmas list, because it will reward you enormously – not only from the first sitting, according to author Joe Hill who cited the book as one of his favourites and turned me on to it.
Take my word for it. Or you could borrow the book from me when I’m done.
Though that could be a while.