Room by Emma Donoghue

Book: Room
Author: Emma Donoghue
Why I Read It: I loved one of her other books, Slammerkin, and I was enamored with the idea of writing about the experience of abuse and captivity from the view of a child.
First Line: "Today I'm five."

First Impression: Wow. This is so realistic. And depressing.
Last Impression: Wow. This is so realistic. And depressing. And DAMN can she write!

Overall – 5 Heart Racing I was surprised by how true to life the situation felt; how they play Scream, how he has to hide every night in case Old Nick visits, how detailed the minutia of each day is because it is all they have.
Characters – 3 Ma and Jack, our main characters, create their own little world in room. Jack narrates, so Ma is only viewed in the mothering role. Her other female experiences are on the periphery, making the abusive situation easier to tolerate, but also leaving her flat and underdeveloped. Old Nick is a disembodied voice but functions in the role of the abuser. Jack is the driving force of the book and much of his personality is shown through his insights.
Story – 5 The story carries itself much further through the action than I anticipated.
Narration – 4 The narration suffers from inconsistency part way through the book, and Jack's voice feels less organic and a bit forced. But the idea of narrating the abusive situation through his naive view is brilliant.

Read Again? Absolutely. It was inspiring to ingest such a well-written, refreshing and engaging story. I was on the edge of my seat.

Tell Others to Read? Yes. But I will warn them. It is a lot and hard to handle. You have to be prepared to read about a woman who has been raped and abused on a very regular basis. You have to be prepared to accept this as her existence and read on anyway. You have to be prepared to watch suffering and hope and despair interact in a very believable way.

Excerpt: "Monday is a laundry day, we get into Bath with socks, underwears, my gray pants that Ketchup squirted on, the sheets and dish towels, and we squish all the dirt out. Ma hots Thermostat way up for the drying, she pulls Clothes Horse out from beside Door and stands him open and I tell him to be strong. I would love to ride him like when I was a baby but I'm so huge now I might break his back. It would be cool to sometimes go smaller again and sometimes bigger like Alice. When we've twisted the water out of everything and hanged them up, Ma and me have to rip off our T-shirts and take turns pushing ourselves into Refrigerator to cool down.
     Lunch is bean salad, my second worst favorite. After nap we do Scream every day but not Saturdays or Sundays. We clear our throats and climb up on Table to be nearer Skylight, holding hands not to fall. We say 'On your mark, get set, go,' then we open wide our teeth and shout and holler howl yowl shriek screech scream the loudest possible. Today I'm the loudest ever because my lungs are stretching from being five.
     Then we shush with fingers on lips. I ask Ma once what we're listening for and she said just in case, you never know."
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The Almost Perfect Creation

Welcome to the world of Shianshenka, inhabited by the delicate Zhongzi. Microbiologist and genetic engineer Jules Mitterand created the "perfect" creature – a small, feathered, intelligent being with a unique life cycle.
The creature was engineered to live only when falling through the air. Each Zhongzi had "little paddles that drove its dynamo, sensory organs on long stalks, skinny feathered limbs for steering and braking, and a funnel for absorbing dust." When dropped onto the planet, each Zhongzi would come to life as the air delivered nutrients. They would float over the world living out their individual life purpose, given to them by Mitterand, before reaching the "golden hour." In the golden hour, each Zhongzi would create a son and pass on the knowledge he had gained before falling to the planet's floor and thus, his death. In this way, each line of Zhongzi would live on.
The creatures, however, engineered to be perfect, evolved into flawed beings. It started simply enough; one Zhongzi, Ne’ne, wanted to learn the fate of his son and desired the chance to have another life to do so. Inadvertently, he discovered a geyser, which propelled him into the air, and into his wished-for second life. The Zhongzi discovered how to extend their lives into multiple runs, developed communication, explored their land, and created a culture.
They domesticated animals, settled colonies and in the end, created religions and ideals that resulted in conflicting morals and idealistic splits. From the title, the reader is aware that these creatures will fail, but it is sad to watch them do so. Instead of embracing their purpose to record, reflect, and grow in their individual talents, the Zhongzi evolved into creatures that not only understood, but also created, war and genocide.
The characters were difficult to keep track of through the naming structure. While the family line was easily identified, a particular Zhongzi's place in the lineage was not always clear. In the beginning, it wasn't a matter of great importance, but when the clans split to settle different colonies, and the names were linked to locations, it became a bit of an issue. This confusion made the book feel a little longer than it needed to be as the reader tries to keep track of which Zhongzi was colonizing which part of the island.
These issues were small, however, and did not hinder the reading experience in any strong way. The book was refreshing; the world was unique, the characters inventive, and the language beautiful. Through the Zhongzi, the Sivertsen builds discussions on the nature of evil, the importance of lineage and identity, the double-edged sword that is progress, and the slippery slope of fighting fire with fire.
Sivertsen built a beautiful world and created multimedia accompaniments to take the reader far beyond the experience of the printed page. Upon closing the pages of Shianshenka, the time spent with the Zhongzi does not have to end. If you haven’t read this book yet, you should, because it is unlike anything else you’ve read before.  

Rowen Sivertsen Interview

Sivertsen discusses her book Shianshenka: The Rise and Fall of The Perfect Creation, how teaching inspired her writing and the rewards of creating a multimedia project.
What came first, the creature or the story?
The creature: I was teaching a class of 12 year-olds about energy interchanges, and we had covered animals (chemical to kinetic) and plants (light to chemical) and I gave them an assignment to invent a new creature that lived off a different energy interchange. They came up with some fabulous ideas (I’ve been trying to trace one of the girls, because I would love to have used her idea in a book!). Then they said: “Your turn now, Miss!”  My creature converts kinetic to chemical, but I thought I’d give them more to think about than just energy interchanges. Short stories about Ne’ne, usually with a philosophical twist, became a reward for the class when they had cleared up their lab equipment and written up their reports 5 minutes before the bell.
The Zhongzi are labeled the perfect creation: their creator “designed them so that they can’t develop the flaws imposed on humans by the process of competitive evolution.” Once they are able to modify themselves and extend their life, are they no longer perfect?
Good question! I don’t think that the Zhongzi were ever perfect in the first place. It was the best Jules Mitterand (and I!) could do, and it turned out that it wasn’t good enough. Of course, it depends how one defines perfect – and I’m having some very interesting discussions with my 16-year-old Muslim foster son on this one right now!
Which Zhongzi clone is your personal favorite? (I personally like Ze’ti.)
I like Ne’ne and his offspring, but then he was with me for many years before the book developed. And my next favourite is Te’ra: the golden poets that are at their very best when on the edge of an abyss of fear. I felt so intensely with them when writing about them, and I hope that I managed to the capture the feeling in the song “Child of the Sun”.
How did your experience in the Humanist Society affect your writing?
Of course my humanist perspective infuses everything I think and do. But I fear I am a heretical humanist.  Humanists put people at the centre of their philosophy, while I put life in all its splendour and diversity at the centre of mine.
The real catalyst for the slightly misogynist view of religion expressed in this book was my work with the Oslo Coalition on Freedom of Religion or Belief. I had the privilege of working with people from many shades of the global religions. Many of them were wonderful people, extraordinary examples of courage and love, but some of them had a philosophy of life that was really quite destructive.  I have absolutely no patience with the “God has given man dominion over life” perspective. If it’s true, then She really messed up!
Of philosophies arising from religions, I am attracted to the ancient nomadic Kyrgyz shamanism, which had humans placed bang in the middle of a spectrum of life from the smallest bacteria to a plethora of gods which, unlike the far-too-human Roman, Greek and Nordic Gods, were responsible for one thing each: rivers or trees or clouds etc. Humans were seen as the messengers, the go-betweens, and their greatest responsibility was to maintain the status quo. A patina of Islam was laid over this through the tides of history, but the basic tenet of humility in relation to man’s role remained until first the soviet revolution and then the modern wave of Wahibism washed over Central Asia. (End of lecture!)
Of course, this “humble role of man” resonates badly with man actually becoming the creator of life-forms himself, as in this novel. But I also have the perspective that as, arguably, the most sentient beings on this planet, we have a responsibility to preserve life in any way we can.
This novel functions both as a discussion of community and industrialization. Did you have a primary subject in mind when you wrote it?
No: it was a mind experiment. The basic question I wanted to answer is: Does intelligent life inevitably have to bear the seed of its own destruction - even if it has avoided the brutalizing process of evolution? So I seeded the Zhongzi on Shianshenka to see what would happen. I have to admit, I lost control. Once they were there, they took over and wrote the story themselves, which I suppose in itself was a kind of evolution! If there was any background message, it was about thoroughly understanding the complexity and interdependence of ecological systems before one starts messing with them. This was not consciously communicated on my part, but so visceral that I couldn’t avoid it!
All creatures that populate Shianshenka are varying and diverse. How did your work as a biochemist affect their creation?
I wanted at least the creatures and the planet to be plausible from a scientific point of view. It’s the biochemist in me speaking in Appendix 2, which describes how life on Shianshenka evolves. I often feel frustrated when I read Sci Fi novels that suddenly bring in elements of magic, although I am thoroughly aware that all modern technology would appear to be magic to people only a couple of centuries ago. There is a gradual transition between scientific plausibility and magic, and finding the balance is very difficult. I admit that I deliberately dodged the problem of explaining space travel!
Do you feel all scientists/artists responsible for their creations in the same way Jules Mitterand is for the Zhongzi?
Yes, I believe that ultimately, scientists, artists, inventors, entrepreneurs are responsible for their products or creations, even though they may lose or give away control at some point during its development.  They are, after all, responsible for its very existence. If we don’t accept this, we get the nuclear bomb situation: “OK, I invented it, but somebody else dropped it on someone!”  Or the Norwegian oil situation: “We only pump it up, we don’t burn it! It isn’t us destroying the climate!” 
That is not to say that we shouldn’t take risks. As I said, Jules and I failed in making the perfect creation, but should that prevent us from trying? At the start of such a venture one cannot know whether net pleasure or advantage will outweigh net suffering or destruction. After all, although little Ne’ne carried a bitter message to the skies, there were generations of happy Zhongzi, revelling in the beauty of their planet, before the collapse came for the society on the main island.
I’m in another interesting situation touched by the same moral question: I have just finished creating a new website (soon to be published) for the Interstellar Panspermia Society. Their aim is to seed young barren solar systems with primitive terrestrial microbes, in order to ensure the propagation of protein-based life beyond this solar system. All kinds of fascinating moral questions arise from this ambition, which have to be resolved before any action is taken.
Sewing the universe with life may have totally unforeseen consequences for which we will be responsible long after mankind has disappeared. But the alternative is the certainty that the formula for life as developed on this planet will die with the planet, and that may be the worst scenario of all.
At what point is the creator freed from the responsibility of their creations?
If you meant “hands on responsibility” as in remaining the good shepherd for one’s creation, I guess it’s like parenting. At the point at which one’s offspring are capable of existing on their own, one simply has to let go. Both the Zhongzi and Bard blame Jules Mitterand for letting go too early, but I don’t necessarily agree with them!
There is an underlying issue of religion throughout the work. It strongly influences some of the main characters and weighs heavily in ending. Do you feel the creation of religion lead to the downfall of the Zhongzi?
No, I think ambition – even though it was selfless ambition – together with a driving urge for change, which was then implemented without the necessary holistic knowledge, lead to their downfall. Which takes me back to the original question: perhaps inevitably all intelligent life will want to innovate and create change and will never be able to say “Stop! This is optimal, let’s freeze it here”. The Zhongzi tried that at The Dancer, and got incredibly bored!
This is a multimedia experience, how do you think that adds to the reader’s impression of Shianshenka and the Zhongzi?
The songs are central to the world of the Zhongzi and their way of communicating, and as such they are an important part of the whole. I do think that readers using the electronic version get a more holistic view of the world of Shianshenka and the culture of the Zhongzi.
But I’m sure that this will vary from reader to reader, which is why, in the later electronic versions, I have just put in links to illustrations and song videos so that readers can choose whether to follow them or not. For some they will merely be an irritating distraction that diverges from the picture they have made for themselves. For others they will augment the experience. But my hope is that the videos add to the slightly weird, other-worldly feeling. My son described them as “very pretty, very weird, in other words: pretty weird”. They certainly won’t be everybody’s cup of tea. Also, they are experimental: I was working alone in Garage Band on my computer.  I am not a performer and mine was the only voice I could afford to use! The result is less professional, but more personal and immediate, which I believe is right for the project.
I hope that the illustrations communicate the sense of wonder that I myself feel about the planet. They are a little repetitive, as I have created all of them from computer manipulations of the one gorgeous cover illustration by Ingelil Mitchell (the actual cover of the book only shows half of the original illustration).  
What do you hope readers take away from this novel?
I had three very different ambitions.
First: I want people to fall in love with the Zhongzi! I would like to change the habitual picture that comes up when the word “aliens” is mentioned.  Two films have already done much to promote a different attitude to alien life: ET and Avatar. But both had humanoid protagonists, with two eyes, two arms, two legs, that had to eat and breathe. I was curious as to whether it would be possible to emotionally engage readers in creatures that looked and functioned in a totally different manner. Added to this challenge was that I am also asking my readers to engage in social clusters rather than individuals. My first hurdle was Ingelil, my cover artist (and good friend and partner in many enterprises). She told me that it was impossible to give expression and emotions to a creature that didn’t have eyes and mouths. And she admittedly did a better job on the flower flitters and wobblers than she did on the Zhongzi. The fact that we used them rather than Zhongzi on the front cover is a partial admission of defeat here! But in the end she dreamt up the lovely rainbow creature that I used as the basis for the other illustrations. Fortunately, feedback so far has shown that most people have no problem engaging in the Zhongzi. Some are “there” straight away. Some take a little time but are drawn in by the story. A few haven’t got beyond the first few pages. I’m content with that: I had expected worse. I loved one reviewer’s description of them as “tiny furry balls with enormous ideas”. I interpreted that as a demonstration of affection.
My second hope is that the book will stay with the reader long after he or she has shut it because it has raised some question that is relevant for him or her. When I ran humanist confirmation classes, I told my students: “If at the end of this course you are asking the right questions, then my aim has been achieved.” So with the book. It is interesting to note that many of those readers that have endorsed my book so far have done so in terms of rhetorical questions. And the range of questions that have caused people to stop up and think is even wider than I had foreseen: everything from the quite concrete: “What would I communicate to my children if I only had one golden hour?” to “What would happen if the agents that we believe lead to evil were removed?” or “Are human ethics universal?”
My third hope is that the reader, in meeting the music, illustrations and book together will get a sense of the wonder and beauty that the alien can give us: the same emotion that we experience when we see beautiful electron microscope pictures of the tiniest inhabitants of our Earth.
What is one fun random fact about you?
That I misspent my youth renovating old British Rail steam engines on the Watercress Line. And, yes, I can drive a steam engine, and it requires even more finger-tip delicacy than playing the guitar!
Shianshenka is a multimedia experience with a gallery of illustrations, songs and a wealth of information about the world and creatures. You can find out more about Rowen on her Goodreads page or author site.

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