STATION ELEVEN is a post-apocalyptic novel, but not in the way you might think. At the center of this story lie people, not action, and the ways their lives intermingle and intersect, separate and rejoin. It's a story of connection, of love and family and of hope. It's touching and a little scary in the sense that it seems all-too possible. This does not seem like a fantastical story that could never happen; the way Emily St. John Mandel writes is so realistic, her characters so true that it's hard not to imagine yourself in this situation. What would you do? Who would you lose? How would you survive? But more than that, how would you stay sane in a world that has been altered so incomprehensibly. Ultimately, it is a story of hope. Despite all the damage, humans are still surviving. Despite the unraveling of civilization there is still art. And despite the chaos of life, there is still love, friendship, romance. The world is darker, true. But Emily St. John's gentle illumination of the light that exists after the pandemic is what makes this a truly moving novel.