I fell into a profound sense of being in a personal conversation with what I was reading on the page. I felt as if this book were speaking to me privately and intimately, about private joys and private melancoly. I couldn’t love a book more than this one. Eventually, Mira must remember the human world she’s left behind, including Annie, and choose whether or not to return.more But photosynthesis gets boring, and being alive is a problem that cannot be solved, even by a leaf. When Mira is older, her beloved father dies, and his spirit passes into her. There, she meets Annie, whose tremendous power opens Mira’s chest like a portal-to what, she doesn’t know. In this first draft of the world, a woman named Mira leaves home to study. Here we are, just living in the first draft of Creation, which was made by some great artist, who is now getting ready to tear it apart. Sheila Heti is a philosopher of modern experience, and she has reimagined what a book can hold. It is a contemporary bible, an atlas of feeling, and an absurdly funny guide to the great (and terrible) things about being alive.
Here we are, just living in the first draft of Cre Pure Colour is a galaxy of a novel: explosive, celestially bright, huge, and streaked with beauty.
Pure Colour is a galaxy of a novel: explosive, celestially bright, huge, and streaked with beauty.
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