A few years ago, I got absolutely hooked on two books: The Postman by David Brin, and The Road by Cormac McCarthy. I was obsessed with the bleak and beautiful pictures they painted, of a world destroyed and a society torn to pieces. I was fascinated by the way civilisation had crumbled, and how a handful of desperate survivors set out to survive in their new world.
I was obsessed. I read and re-read the stories, savouring every second of destruction and darkness and chaos. I wanted more, but I didn’t know where to look – right until I stumbled upon the term ‘post apocalyptic fiction‘.