We Loved It All: A Memory of Life

Novelist Millet (Dinosaurs), also a creative director at the Center for Biological Diversity, ruminates in this profoundly affecting meditation on what it means to live through climate change. The narrative flows as if by instinct, moving from personal anecdotes to condemnations of corporate pollution to elegiac examinations of the havoc wrought by humans on the natural world, the organizing logic arising tacitly through suggestion and juxtaposition. In that vein, Millet’s admission of how she used to believe systemic explanations constituted attempts to evade personal responsibility leads into a discussion of how the mid-1970s “Crying Indian” anti-litter campaign redirected culpability from the companies selling single-use plastic products to consumers. Contemplations of mortality recur throughout, as when Millet writes “I fear that my children one day... will be forced to endure the vanishing of much more than we ever did” and discusses how the last Tasmanian tiger died in 1936 after “she was locked out of the warm part of her enclosure overnight in a cold snap and froze.” In scintillating prose, Millet makes a passionate case that humans must own up to their responsibilities to each other and the natural world (“Our coexistence has been, since forever, the backdrop of being. A dappled, shifting impression like the patterns of sun and shadows that fall across beds and ceilings and walls”). Mournful and piercingly beautiful, this will stick with readers long after they finish the last page. (Apr.)