She once described the image she held in her mind while writing her novel “ Look at Me,” about a model, a teenager and a terrorist, as a figure eight. She’s written a coming-of-age and a gothic novel. The rare writer for whom each book has been an entirely different gambit, Egan has continually worked to stretch what both the novel and the novelist are capable of. “I also really know that sadness, loving something whose cultural power is waning, but I’m not giving up.” “I believe in novels very much,” she said. Her books are filled with artifice, devices, doubles, spies and sinking ships. It’s the thing that struck me, rereading her work. In a moment of cultural wariness of the novel - evident in the proliferation of narrowly constructed autofiction and the supremacy of television - Egan remains a true believer.
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