interest” in why she was not more interested in the climate crisis, the implication being that the position it occupied in her mind was so peripheral, she could only approach it through the absence of an aesthetic category which — following Ngai’s formulation — denotes a certain absence in itself.
Weather was a novel that presents “mundane intensities” of life in the anthropocene through Lizzie. Her slight and growing interest of climate change is reflective of a passive attitude when it comes to climate which reminds me of the notion of slow violence.