Recursion
Blake Crouch, 2019
Science fiction Mystery, thriller & crimeContemporary fiction
A cop talks a woman off a ledge and learns her memories belong to a life that no longer exists. A thriller about memory, time, and what makes us real.
Feels like dread, grief and awe. About memory, madness and morality.
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The décor of the late 1980s, preserved like a time capsule with the owner still inside.
In the dim light, the details are all in shades of gray. A sprawling mahogany desk buried under files and paperwork. A circular table covered in notepads and mugs of cold, bitter-smelling coffee. A wet bar stocked with expensive-looking bottles of scotch. A glowing aquarium that hums on the far side of the room and contains a small shark and several tropical fish. Blake Crouch.Recursion was published in 2019; Blake Crouch also wrote the Wayward Pines trilogy, which became a 2015 television series.
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Questions readers ask
- What is Recursion like?
- Feels like dread, grief and awe. About memory, madness and morality.
- What should I read after Recursion?
- If you liked Recursion, try Daisy Darker (Alice Feeney), Ready Player One (Ernest Cline) and Ward D (Freida McFadden).
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The sentence a friend says that you never stop hearing.
I still remember her matted hair and wild eyes when I came to visit. She didn’t look like my best friend anymore—more like a wild animal closed up in a cage. But the thing that sticks with me most—the thing I will never forget—are the words she spit out at me just seconds before I ran out of the unit, swearing to myself I would never return ever again: You should be the one locked up here, Amy.
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The fairy tale that explains why some people keep striking matches.
And that stupid little girl stood in the winter and kept lighting matches to catch glimpses of families that weren’t—could never be—hers and froze to death in those harsh moments of reality between matches, because even though matches can burn, they’re light, not heat.
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