4.5 ⭐️
"Lucy thinks: no--the oldest parts of us are not the truest. They are just the oldest."
If I had kept in touch with her, I would have liked to recommend this book to my college biology professor, who taught me so enthusiastically about evolution and marine biology; about natural selection and fossils and the precarious future of the ocean.
Since I can't give Dr. Soper "Habilis," I hope I can encourage you to read it: Quinn does something wholly original, strange, uncomfortable, and striking in this not-novel, this wild collection of scattered moments, real and unreal. I am not entirely sure how I would summarize such a book, except to say exactly what one discovers in the first few pages: it's like being in a museum converted into a disco. Or like being in a train station, or on an open plain alone and not alone. Or like none of that at all.