
Constanza Mondo
miscelánea 72 (2025): pp. 129-148 ISSN: 1137-6368 e-ISSN: 2386-4834
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ISS: “now it’s spring and in half an hour it’s autumn and your body clock’s blitzed
and your senses have slowed” (Harvey 2024a: 66).
Yet the culmination is reached in the chapter “Orbit 13”, when the whole history
of the Earth is related from the Big Bang to the present day in a single cosmic
year, in whose timeline the emergence of humankind happens just half a day
before midnight on 31 December. Interestingly, while the deep history of the
planet is narrated according to a precise chronological order that sees bacterial
life coming before the atmosphere and the dinosaurs, the closing second of the
cosmic year becomes chaotic, and any order of succession is inverted in a dizzying,
jumbled-up list — the ultimate “Latour litany”: “Kosovo, teabags, W.B. Yeats,
dark matter, jeans, the stock exchange, the Arab Spring, Virginia Woolf, Alberto
Giacometti, Usain Bolt, Johnny Cash” (Harvey 2024a: 113). While it is true
that the description of the closing second lasts a good third of the description
of the whole cosmic year, the lack of chronological order could underline its
ultimate insignificance, in that mankind can lay claim to only the tiniest fragment
of deep history. Hence, the difference between Chronos, “the extensive time of
mere succession” (Szerszynski 2015: 178), and Kairos, “the intensive time of
singularities and qualities” (Szerszynski 2015: 178).
It is exactly this chasm that causes the idea of home to cave in under its sheer size
and temporal coordinates, to the point that it “has imploded — grown so big, so
distended and full, that it’s caved in on itself” (Harvey 2024a: 12). The use of a
typhoon as a material bond between space and Earth, the astronauts and the other
humans, as the link between local and global, small and big, allows the novel to
force the narrative structure to accommodate temporalities and scales that do not
belong to humans, and to encompass both the planetary and the terrestriality
of the global. Therefore, the extraordinariness and narrative meaning of the
Category Five typhoon in Harvey’s novel is reminiscent of the tornado “twisting
like a whiplash” (Ghosh 2020: 272) that approaches some characters in Amitav
Ghosh’s Gun Island, an experience based on Ghosh’s close call with a tornado in
Delhi, which passed right over him: “What would I make of such a scene were I to
come across it in a novel written by someone else? […] Surely only a writer whose
imaginative resources were utterly depleted would fall back on a situation of such
extreme improbability?” (Ghosh 2017: 16).
In the Anthropocene —an era which “will be defined precisely by events that
appear, by our current standards of normalcy, highly improbable” (Ghosh 2017:
24)— Ghosh’s reflections on the limits of the realist novel and the necessity to
adapt the novel form to embrace the improbable and the eclectic are echoed by
Harvey’s musings on the “elastic form of the novel” (Harvey 2023). Elastic,
indeed, is the ending of the novel, which juxtaposes a scene taking place on the