Hello, friends!

The Dark Age sometimes feels to me like several different kinds of novels in one. The largest part of the book reads like nonfiction, a historical assessment of a space mission, with logs and transcripts and footnotes. Another part is quiet, a deconstruction of memory by a woman, now grown, returned home.

But my favorite part comes early in the novel, when Philip, the most visible of the three main characters, has found himself inexplicably awake on a spaceship while the rest of the crew sleeps. This part of the book is a little dreamy, told in small glimpses and exhalations.

Today I thought I’d share a few of those little glimpses. All of these are extracted from different places in the story; they’re not necessarily chronological, or related.