Weather: A novel (Paperback) - SIGNED BY JENNY OFFILL

SKU: 9780345806901R

Staff Reviews

Jenny Offill does so much with so few words. This is a short book but there's a lot to think about here. Beautiful.

— Suzanna

Offill’s vignette style of narration opens up a gap for the reader to slip in and access the emotional and psychological ‘weather’ of the novel, which, for me, is where the true power lies in this book. Anxiety about the state of the world and the future of the earth, worry about money & loved ones, simple joyful moments, the strangeness of being alive and the double strangeness of being alive right NOW. None of this is pushed on the reader, instead, Offill allows us to drift through someone else’s consciousness and find parts of ourselves. To read this book is to become, for a moment, like a cloud.

— Lafe



From the beloved author of the nationwide best seller Dept. of Speculationone of the New York Times Book Review's Ten Best Books of the Yeara “darkly funny and urgent” (NPR) tour de force about a family, and a nation, in crisis

Lizzie Benson slid into her job as a librarian without a traditional degree. But this gives her a vantage point from which to practice her other calling: she is a fake shrink. For years she has tended to her God-haunted mother and her recovering addict brother. They have both stabilized for the moment, but Lizzie has little chance to spend her new free time with husband and son before her old mentor, Sylvia Liller, makes a proposal. Sylvia has become famous for her prescient podcast, Hell and High Water, and wants to hire Lizzie to answer the mail she receives: from left-wingers worried about climate change and right-wingers worried about the decline of western civilization.

As Lizzie dives into this polarized world, she begins to wonder what it means to keep tending your own garden once you've seen the flames beyond its walls. When her brother becomes a father and Sylvia a recluse, Lizzie is forced to address the limits of her own experience—but still she tries to save everyone, using everything she's learned about empathy and despair, conscience and collusion, from her years of wandering the library stacks . . . And all the while the voices of the city keep floating in—funny, disturbing, and increasingly mad.

“Offill’s fragmentary structure evokes an unbearable emotional intensity: something at the core of the story that cannot be narrated directly, by straight chronology, because to do so would be like looking at the sun…” —The New York Times