A review by onbeesbookshelf
We Are All Ghosts in the Forest by Lorraine Wilson

4.0

 The internet dies and comes back to life, and you can’t google to find out why.

This is a quiet, thoughtful, delicate tale about humanity, kindness, connection; one that slowly - very slowly - unwraps ideas about what it means to be alive in an evocative way. It might seem like a general dystopia in a land of plague and societal collapse but the story really is about self discovery and acceptance that happens to occur just after the end of the world.

I adored the small details the author used to create such a magically immersive setting — just a few pages in I loved the fancy, expensive briefcase from before now used to hold carrots. The juxtaposition of strange digital ghosts and remnants of civilisation to the comfort of a living room with a dozing cat. It also made a bold and jarring statement about the futility of racism, sexism and judgement when you think about how fragile and magical life can be.

A refreshingly unique folk-esque apocalypse with enchanting storytelling, poetic prose, undeniable characters and hauntingly relevant commentary about the need for togetherness and kinship.