Alexandria
A Novel
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A visionary and timely novel about a world out of balance by the prizewinning author of The Wake
When Swans return, Alexandria will fall.
One thousand years from now, a small religious community lives in what were once the fens of eastern England. They are perhaps the world’s last human survivors. Now they find themselves stalked by a force that draws ever closer, and that seems to have brought them to the brink of extinction. A force that offers them a promise and a threat: a place called Alexandria.
Set in a time on the far side of an apocalypse, and perhaps on the verge of another, Paul Kingsnorth’s radical new novel is a work of matchless, mythic imagination. It is driven by elemental themes: community versus the self, the mind versus the body, machine over man—and the tension between an unstable present and an unknown, unknowable future.
Alexandria is the rousing conclusion to an extraordinary fiction project that began with Kingsnorth’s prizewinning novel The Wake, one that maps two thousand years of troubled human history.
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Kingsnorth's underwhelming ecofable the last of a trilogy, after Beast focuses on the few surviving members of a separatist religious sect in what is left of eastern England, 1,000 years in the future. Sfia, married to Nzil, has been sleeping with the community's other young adult man, the grown child of their elder leaders. Sfia venerates the goddess Lady, whose naturalist teachings run counter to those of the godlike Wayland. Wayland reads as an all-powerful AI creation from the previous "Atlantean" age, though his true nature eventually emerges. K, Wayland's emissary, stalks all remaining humans to convince them to upload to a heavenlike Alexandria, as part of a plot to restore Earth by convincing humans to kill their physical bodies and "ascend." Told in alternating first-person chapters in an invented article-less dialect of English presumably evolved over time in extreme isolation, Kingsnorth's overly romantic nature epic pummels the reader with a pessimistic view of the human condition, casting the drive to consumption, violence, and bigotry as essentially human. Awkward attempts at gender essentialism don't help ("i am woman. i am blood. it is me blood"; "all mens bodies singin when they capture, when they kill, in blood of triumph, it is Way"). This is an easy one to take a pass on.
