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It is no secret that British writing is on something of a science jag. The last few years have seen—to name only major works from well-known writers in mid-career—Margaret Drabble's The Peppered Moth (which draws freely and heavily on ideas from genetics), Ian McEwan's Enduring Love (psychiatry), Michael Frayn's Copenhagen (quantum physics), Martin Amis's Time's Arrow and Night Train (physics, cosmology), and Philip Pullman's magnificent His Dark Materials trilogy (physics). Forty-two years after C.P. Snow complained about the entrenched division between the arts and the sciences in The Two Cultures, we seem to be witnessing a salutary level of cultural osmosis from science toward the arts.
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