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An edition of Love in the Time of the Apocalypse (2005)

Love in the Time of the Apocalypse

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Gregory Blecha's rare fusion of brilliance, heart, and humor comes to life in this satirical novel that defies genre by simultaneously managing to be a moving and unadulterated love story.

The narrative style evokes Kim Stanley Robinson's futuristic sci-fi classic Pacific Edge and its they-could-be-my-neighbors realism, as well as the headlong rush of The Da Vinci Code's opening chapters (a pace maintained here from beginning to end).

Yet Blecha's voice is unequivocally his own. He captures human flaws and failings with bull's-eye farce but also with benevolence and hope. And his vision of the strange bedfellows in the United States' future is uniquely provocative - I may be laughing, but I'm also stocking my underground bunker.

Love in the Time of the Apocalypse is dedicated in part to the author's late brother Bryan - also the name of the novel's hapless yet intrepid, indefatigable, and surprising protagonist. I can only imagine that the real Bryan would be proud to live on in his trouble-prone and endearing namesake who, even as the world plummets toward disaster, keeps on believing in the love that conquers all - including the apocalypse.

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Publisher
iUniverse, Inc.
Language
English
Pages
182

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Love in the Time of the Apocalypse
February 17, 2005, iUniverse, Inc.
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First Sentence

"We were staying at the Amish, so of course there was no air conditioning."

Table of Contents

1. A Day in Las Vegas Page 1
2. What Not to Say, and When Not to Say It Page 10
3. Never Be Too Far From a Beautiful Woman Page 24
4. Shirts and Skins Page 35
5. If It Only Has One String, It’s Probably Not a Musical Instrumeent Page 51
6. How to cheer up a Nihilist Page 71
7. Bomb Crazy Page 81
8. Proving I Love Her by How Many Women I Resist Page 95
9. Knowing Where You Want to Be, During an Apocalypse Page 115
10. A Day only Poe could Pen Page 138
11. A Shower Doesn’t Clean Everything Page 153
12. The Irresistible Demise Page 163
13. The End of the World Page 169
Appendix. Page 171

Edition Notes

Genre
Fiction - Apocalypse

The Physical Object

Format
Hardcover
Number of pages
182
Dimensions
9.2 x 5.9 x 0.7 inches
Weight
12 ounces

ID Numbers

Open Library
OL9490502M
ISBN 10
0595792642
ISBN 13
9780595792641

Work Description

Love in the Time of the Apocalypse is a really great genre busting novel about collapsing America without the somberness that usually implies. It is a work of playful conspiratorial pop-delirium and pastiche full of lovable eco-terrorists, state run breeding houses, Amish casinos, vulgar action scenes, the antichrist, tongue and cheek hyper-masculinity ("perhaps sit-ups can save the world") and a bourgeois love story to top it all. I hate to use the term Post-Modern to describe anything but those who do like to use it will use it to describe this book (but I still doubt they understand the term).It is, like the current state of civilization, part imminent nightmare part whimsical farce.

While many books focus on the post-apocalypse, Love in the Time of the Apocalypse feels too close to the present, perhaps at times not more than a few weeks away, to fit snuggly with other end-time books(I liken it to some of the works of Philip K. Dick, especially the Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch and A Scanner Darkly). It isn't standard Science Fiction either. America hasn't colonized Mars, aliens are little more than a plausible conspiracy, nor does the author go too far into the technical details of futuristic gadgetry like some of the hard SF you might read. Rather than rendering a sense of "future shock," the book left me with unease and caution about the present.

Without coming across as a writer with an agenda, Gregory Blecha offers a strong but playful critique of State power, the inefficiency and corruption of bureaucracy, and the role of the over-stimulated, under-critical herd of middle class consumers and middle managers of a collapsing North America. Tramps, anarchists, plague victims, the Mormon underground, nihilists and nymphomaniacs along with the main character, a WASP drawn into their exciting world, make for the heroes of the story. The villains are the lifeless and systematic processes of the Federal Government, the Department of Health, the Department of Overpopulation, and the technological control systems of modern life, and yet even these are rendered with an air of playfulness that allows the reader to smile as the world comes crumbling down.

Everyone should read this book. I couldn't put it down.

Excerpts

We were staying at the Amish, so of course there was no air conditioning. Jenny and Mark were smart—they were staying onboard the Titanic, where they were spoiled with service and great food and got to wear tuxedos and gowns, until the
whole iceberg-shipwreck thing, which happened every night at nine. Had I my choice, we would have stayed at Vive la Revolucion at the opposite end of the Strip, with hourly beheadings, peasant orgies, and Jacobean uprisings. But when was the last time I had my choice?
Page 1, added anonymously.

This is the opening paragraph

Char was waiting for me at the cleft in the dam.

It was her image that had buoyed and sustained me through countless adversities, yet as my eyes absorb her, she is more wonderful, more lovely, more transcendent than my simple reconstruction.

Instantly I see how wrong I was in the moments I doubted you, and in the moments I relied on you, I see your reservoirs of strength were infinitely more deep. As you brush the hair from your eyes I see the fingers I longed to kiss, the
cheeks I longed to caress, the lips I longed to press to mine. Your eyes suffuse with water, and so do mine.
How could it be the end of the world if such love survives?

Men have empires; nations have tyrants; the earth has pestilence and disasters. These are vapors to us. We have but one thing, and it lasts forever. Praise God.
added anonymously.

These are the closing paragraphs

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