Having not read any Douglas Coupland prior and to be perfectly honest starting this with preconceived notions of what to expect, I was pleasantly surprised to find myself incredibly moved by this novel. The last few pages express loss and regret in a way that stunned me. I can pick up this novel at any time, read the last 4 pages and immediately start crying.— From Wendy
Pregnant and secretly married, Cheryl Anway scribbles what becomes her last will and testament on a school binder shortly before a rampaging trio of misfit classmates gun her down in a high school cafeteria. Overrun with paranoia, teenage angst, and religious zeal in the massacre's wake, this sleepy suburban neighborhood declares its saints, brands its demons, and moves on. But for a handful of people still reeling from that horrific day, life remains permanently derailed. Four dramatically different characters tell their stories: Cheryl, who calmly narrates her own death; Jason, the boy no one knew was her husband, still marooned ten years later by his loss; Heather, the woman trying to love the shattered Jason; and Jason's father, Reg, whose rigid religiosity has separated him from nearly everyone he loves. "Hey Nostradamus " is an unforgettable portrait of people wrestling with spirituality and with sorrow and its acceptance.
"He has the ability to take life in his hands, shake it like a snow globe and show us what absurd and luminous complexities are hidden within."-Rocky Mountain News
"More than a decade after he coined the term Generation X, Coupland still understands youthful angst."-Playboy
"This book feels like a genuine artifact of the tragedy that swirls at its center."-Baltimore Sun
"Bring along a seatbelt, because Coupland delivers a fast, furious read."-Minneapolis Star Tribune
"A remarkable examination of violence and spirituality ... Heartbreaking and horrifyingly real." -Village Voice