There is something in Carpenter, the first we meet to turn away from the trawler man; dead, and not dead yet, in the white gull that makes me so incredibly insane.
If she is dead she is dead in the white gull, dead in the heart of the trawler man, trapped forever in the grasp of the god she fought so hard to be rid of.
If she is not dead yet then she was saved by the white gull, saved because of the trawler man, forever indebted to the god she wanted nothing more to do with.
There is something so unbelievably insane about Anathema Carpenter; dead, and not dead yet.















