‘The PowerBook is twenty-first century fiction that uses past, present and future as shifting dimensions of a multiple reality. The story is simple. An e-writer called Ali or Alix will write to order anything you like, provided that you are prepared to enter the story as yourself and take the risk of leaving it as someone else. You can be the hero of your own life. You can have freedom just for one night. But there is a price to pay.’
My last outstanding Winterson, The PowerBook was as superbly written as I have come to expect. Winterson says some absolutely wonderful things about the craft of writing throughout, and weaves together so many narrative strands to give the novel an almost bottomless depth. Her prose is exquisite: ‘I was the place where you anchored. I was the deep water where you could be weightless. I was the surface where you saw your own reflection. You scooped me up in your hands.’
As with several of Winterson’s other works of fiction, we do not always know a great deal about our narrator, or even who is speaking in parts. This makes the whole even more captivating, however; the details which are not concretely defined become even more beguiling than they perhaps would be otherwise. Here, there is mystery, myth, fairytale, and realism. The PowerBook is rather an intense read, which has been masterfully structured. It is wild, vivid, and enchanting, and I shall be recommending it to everyone.