I really enjoyed reading the book, mostly I loved the lyrical lack of plot of the novel. It was a pleasure and actually quite different from the other science fiction novels that I am used to.

I am sure it will remain as one of the best books I read this year. Memory of Water ( Teemestarin kirja in Finnish) is the first novel I read from Emmi Itäranta.

Clarke award in the UK.' More on Emmi's website Key concepts In 2015 the English language version, Memory of Water, was nominated for the Philip K. It was published to enthusiastic reviews in Finland in 2012 under the title Teemestarin kirja. The novel won the Fantasy and Sci-fi Literary Contest organised by the Finnish publishing house Teos. She later completed the full manuscript in both Finnish and English. She holds one MA in Drama and Theatre Studies from the University of Tampere, and another from the University of Kent, UK, where she began writing her debut novel Memory of Water as a part of her Creative Writing masters degree. 'Emmi Itäranta (DOB 1976) was born in Tampere, Finland, where she also grew up. Imaginative and engaging, lyrical and poignant, Memory of Water is an indelible novel that portrays a future that is all too possible.' More on Goodreads On Emmi Itäranta And as water becomes even scarcer, Noria must choose between safety and striking out, between knowledge and kinship. Tea masters alone know the location of hidden water sources, including the natural spring that Noria's father tends, which once provided water for her whole village.īut secrets do not stay hidden forever, and after her father's death the army starts watching their town – and Noria.

In this far north place, seventeen-year-old Noria Kaitio is learning to become a tea master like her father, a position that holds great responsibility and great secrets. Wars are waged over water, and China rules Europe, including the Scandinavian Union, which is occupied by the power state of New Qian. 'Global warming has changed the world's geography and its politics. One day someone who doesn’t remember us will walk on our skin and flesh and bones, on the dust that remains of us.” “Most of the soil we walk on once grew and breathed, and once it had the shape of the living, long ago.

Teemestarin kirja by Emmi Itäranta