I am grateful for the book "Station Eleven" by Emily St. John Mandel. Usually when I write about a book, I think about non-fiction books that have taught me something about Christianity or social justice. But the bulk of books I read are fiction - some are literary, some are page-turners, some expand your imagination, some teach you about a perspective different than your own, and some keep you guessing about plot until the end. This one does a little bit of all of that. It was such a pleasure to read, and so unlike anything I've read before. It's a hopeful dystopia, a defense of the arts, a gripping tale of disease taking down the world, and a story about how people rebuild and find connection and create beauty out of unprecedented disaster. I am so grateful for the creative mind that came up with this idea, the writing skill she employed in putting it to paper, and the reminder of why fiction is so great.
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