In the not-too-distant future, a young woman bears witness to the end of her world. Earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanic eruptions rock the planet, reducing cities to smoking rubble, burying entire islands and coastlines beneath cataclysmic waves. Religious fervor and human evil erupt and entwine, becoming a maelstrom of madness in the days after, bringing with it the horror of apocalyptic war.
As a population in the depths of despair struggles to overcome insurmountable odds, can a single glimmer of hope flare into a beacon for the survivors? This is her tale....
The world is ours...and now, it's Story Time.
©2011 Linell Jeppsen (P)2012 World Castle Publishing
Wow. "Bad" does not even begin to describe this book. I'm not sure what was more unbelievable, the flying school bus, or the idea that a Denver Nugget would drive a Prius. The narrator droned-on in a monotone voice, and it took all my will just to get to the rather abrupt ending. The bad guys were all bigoted, gun-toting White Christian cannibals (with bad teeth), while the good guys were a rainbow coalition of peace loving do-gooders. This was, hands down, the most politically correct science fiction story I've ever read (heard?), and it was neither believable or enjoyable. Save yourself eight hours of your life you'll never get back and spend your credit elsewhere.
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