Quantum Branching…As Literature Embraces Science Fiction, the Past is Again and Again
Kate Atkinson’s latest novel, Life After Life, is a remarkable achievement. It’s several hundred pages of exquisitely controlled prose contain the story of Ursula Todd, who is in the course of the story, born again and again and again. Each life, some so very brief, ends in a tragic death, accidental, malevolent, heroic, painful, and each time she starts over, comes to the point where that mistake was but is now sidestepped, turned away, avoided. She lives multiple times, each one different, and yet she remains herself. The novel opens with a shocking scene—Ursula, a young woman living in Berlin, enters a café wherein she finds Adolf Hitler, surrounded by sycophants, enjoying his celebrity. She pulls a pistol and takes aim, Then she is born. It is 1910, in the English countryside, and snowing heavily. The scene is reminiscent of Dickens. She is born. First she dies from strangulation, the umbilical cord wrapped around her with no one around who