Most of the time, I look at the books on the library’s shelves and am excited at the prospect of finding my new favorite book. However, every once in a while, I look at all of the books and become dejected, knowing that there are thousands and thousands of amazing books published that I will not have the time to read.
So, when I am looking for something new to read in my limited time—and, contrary to popular belief, librarians do not get to read all day at work—I ask myself, should I reread a favorite? Should I read a title or author in my favorite genre? Or, should I branch out and read a book that is different from my normal choice?
Actor Arthur Leander has experienced a number of peaks and valleys in his lengthy Hollywood career. As he prepares to take the stage as King Lear in what will be his final performance, he’s hardly at the top of his game. Hard living and a separation from his only son have taken their toll, and Arthur succumbs to a heart attack as the audience watches. Kirsten, a young child also in the production, is traumatized by Arthur’s death and will remember this day far into the future.
They call it “Draco Incendia Trychophyton,” or Dragonscale. It’s a disease—a perpetual plague—that is wiping out the world with its intricate black and gold tattoos scrawled across its chosen, ill-fated bodies. At first, its carriers believe it to be harmless, maybe even a beautiful illness.
But then, your body bursts into flames. Spontaneous combustion is now a real thing.
In Station Eleven, Emily St. John Mandel creates a literary post-apocalyptic novel with a gentle touch.
Calamity came to Earth ten years ago in the book Steelheart, by Brian Sanderson. David was eight years old when the entire planet was changed by Calamity and the Epics were created. The Epics were ordinary folks who gained superpowers and were transformed into super villains.
Forget the Hunger Games. A Canticle for Leibowitz is the grandaddy of all post-apocalyptic novels. In it, Walter M. Miller Jr. eloquently dissects the nature of mankind in a moving manner that is also surprisingly funny.
1989. 2000. 2012. It’s not just lately that certain years and dates have struck fear into the heart of humankind. Pretty much every year in recorded history has been predicted by someone to be the date of the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Armageddon. Our fascination with our own end can be humorous or depressing, but either way, we can’t stop dreaming, writing, and talking about it. And teens, like many of us, love reading about it.