The tower, which was not supposed to be there, plunges into the earth in a place just before the black pine forest begins to give way to swamp and then the reeds and wind-gnarled trees of the marsh flats.
I love this book so much. I’m normally not a fan of books that go off on philosophical tangents and are based within a person, but this book is so beautifully written that I found myself not caring. Another amazing thing about this is that it made me feel quite strongly. Not for the character of the biologist, but because of the sense of paranoia I experienced while reading. I don’t know, maybe I’m too easily absorbed into a book, but as she experienced the strange things going on, and was no longer able to distinguish what she could believe and trust and what she couldn’t, I also experienced it. The slow build up of tension was so unnoticeable it was only when I stopped reading that I realised what was happening.
This is the first book in the Southern Reach trilogy. I saw this in our local bookshop, sitting on top of a ‘staff recommendation’ tag. The tag didn’t say much, something along the lines of ‘you must read’. Eh, why not. I read the first page and knew I had to have it. My sister very kindly bought it for me (such nice siblings I have).
I’ve recently purchased the second book in the trilogy, and I’m already apprehensive reading it because of how the last book ended…