Jeff VanderMeer has produced a true tour de force this year with his new novel Borne, which follows Rachel as she navigates a spare and dangerous post-apocalyptic waste with Wick, her longtime compatriot, and Borne, her mysterious charge.
The world VanderMeer builds for this story is gorgeously unsettling. Rarely in post-apocalyptic scifi do we have so little of the world explained to us. I admire greatly his courage in leaving so many questions not only unanswered but unacknowledged; the lack of understanding he allows the reader feeds directly into the sense of unease he cultivates for this story.
For me, at least, this book was a strong departure from my norm and I struggled with every page. The language is so gaunt, the worldbuilding so spare, the pacing is at times frenetic and others meandering. These qualities combined to keep me deeply uncomfortable throughout my experience with this book - and yet I could not stop reading. The world he creates is as captivating as it is deadly. As much as I wanted to return to the safety of my usual fare, I needed to know what VanderMeer had in store for Rachel, for Borne. For me.