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The End We Start From

3.53 based on 628 ratings & 219 reviews on Goodreads.com
Picador

18 May 17
9781509839117
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£9.99
122 mins
Louise Brealey

Synopsis

With film rights sold to Benedict Cumberbatch's production company, SunnyMarch, The End We Start From is a powerful vision of the future that is utterly unforgettable.

'I was moved, terrified, uplifted – sometimes all three at once' Tracy Chevalier

In the midst of a mysterious environmental crisis, as London is submerged below flood waters, a woman gives birth to her first child, Z. Days later, the family are forced to leave their home in search of safety. As they move from place to place, shelter to shelter, their journey traces both fear and wonder as Z's small fists grasp at the things he sees, as he grows and stretches, thriving and content against all the odds.

This is a story of new motherhood in a terrifying setting: a familiar world made dangerous and unstable, its people forced to become refugees. Startlingly beautiful, Megan Hunter's The End We Start From is a gripping novel that paints an imagined future as realistic as it is frightening. And yet, though the country is falling apart around them, this family’s world – of new life and new hope – sings with love.

In the media

Strange and haunting . . . This isn’t a novel in which exposition is a problem; it’s more Virginia Woolf does cli-fi . . . Good news then that film rights have already been snapped up, by Benedict Cumberbatch’s production company SunnyMarch and Hera Pictures. Let’s just hope they do it justice; the dystopian elements are the easy sell, the beating heart of this tender and tremendous story is without doubt Hunter’s portrait of early motherhood, an all-encompassing world of its own
Independent
A stunning tale of motherhood. Megan has crafted a striking and frighteningly real story of a family fighting for survival that will make everyone stop and think about what kind of planet we are leaving behind for our children
Benedict Cumberbatch
The End We Start From is a beautifully spare, haunting meditation on the persistence of life after catastrophe. I loved it.
 
Emily St. John Mandel, author of Station Eleven