Briohny Doyle: 2 books

‘I pictured myself a wine-dark streak in a TV desert, ears too full of the summer wind to hear that ominous ticking in the sky: the sound of a cultural clock counting me out of youth.’ Briohny Doyle turned thirty without a clear idea of what her adult life should look like. The world she...

In a not-too-distant future perpetually on the brink of collapse, catastrophe is our most popular entertainment. The energy crisis has come and gone. EcoLaw is enforced by insidious cartoon panda bears and their armies of viral-marketing children. The world watches as Pitcairn Island sinks...