{"id":11383,"date":"2019-03-16T00:00:58","date_gmt":"2019-03-15T22:00:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thelesbianreview.com\/?p=11383"},"modified":"2023-06-13T18:12:32","modified_gmt":"2023-06-13T16:12:32","slug":"meet-you-at-the-end-of-the-world","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thelesbianreview.com\/meet-you-at-the-end-of-the-world\/","title":{"rendered":"Meet You At The End Of The World by Natasha West: Book Review"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Meet<\/a>Meet You At The End Of The World by Natasha West<\/b><\/span> is a story set in post apocalyptic England. The world is brutal and the population is sparse, infrastructure is crumbling and bodies lie rotting in large piles because there just were not enough people left to deal with all the dead. <\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel is a loner. She walks, camps and walks some more. She avoids areas where she could become a target and al the while tries to forget losing the love of her life. One day a teenage boy points a gun at her and changes her world forever. <\/span><\/p>\n

Alice lives on a family farm with her brother, his wife and their teenage son. But when her brother doesn\u2019t come home from his run to a nearby town for a car part then she begins to worry. So, when Rachel is unexpectedly thrust into her life Alice takes the opportunity to quiz her about her travels. As it turns out there is a fair possibility that Rachel knows where Alice\u2019s brother is and for some reason she agrees to show them. <\/span><\/p>\n

That is easier said than done in a world filled with people who are no longer controlled by the law. Rachel finds herself becoming more than a guide when she and Alice start to have feelings for one another. <\/span><\/p>\n

But will they find Alice\u2019s brother alive, escape all the obstacles they encounter and be able to live happily ever after? The odds are not in their favour but this is a journey you don\u2019t want to miss. <\/span><\/p>\n

The Characters<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n

Alice is sick of living with her sister in law. She want\u2019s out but she can\u2019t leave until they find her brother. It\u2019s his family and someone has to look after her nephew.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rachel likes being alone, she likes how independent she is and she likes not having to care for anyone else. Then she meets Alice. Determined not to feel anything she tries to deny the attraction that is there, but really when is that ever successful? <\/span><\/p>\n

The Writing Style<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n

I LOVE the way Natasha West writes. This one is not as witty as some of her other books but the use of language, the originality and the way she constructs characters makes this a compelling book. <\/span><\/p>\n

The Pros<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n

I loved how original the story was. A lot of post-apocalyptic stories focus on staying alive or finding shelter. This one is about finding a missing person. That alone makes it worth the read, then when you add in an excellent set of characters and great writing you get this one. <\/span><\/p>\n

The Cons<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n

The book has a couple of typos and missing commas. <\/span><\/p>\n

\"sheena's<\/a>The Conclusion<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n

I absolutely adore this book and I want you to read it and experience the awesomeness too. <\/span><\/p>\n

It\u2019s got enough post-apocalyptic detail to make it fun without making it overly complicated. It\u2019s got enough awesome character moments to make you fall in love with them and the romance is sweet but not the main thrust of the story. <\/span><\/p>\n

I loved every word and look forward to reading it again. <\/span><\/p>\n

Excerpt from <\/b><\/span>Meet You At The End Of The World by Natasha West<\/b><\/span><\/h2>\n

No one took it too seriously at first. It was something happening somewhere else, in South America. The reports said it was an epidemic, but we didn\u2019t really care, it wasn\u2019t our problem. Then the death toll began to get rather big. Then it got enormous.<\/span><\/p>\n

That\u2019s when people here, on our little island of England, began to wonder what might happen if the pandemic found its way over.<\/span><\/p>\n

And then it did. <\/span><\/p>\n

They shut the borders pretty quick, but it made no difference. It was almost as if it was already everywhere by the times symptoms showed, like some secret spy cell, in place, among us, waiting to announce itself to the world, a world that was stupid enough to think it could fight this off; that it wasn\u2019t the end. People all over the planet, dying in droves. They couldn\u2019t clear the bodies quick enough. From the first report to the waves of death, it took a few months. But it was a flu, right? That meant that someone would come up with a cure, eventually. And then we\u2019d all be saved. Right? <\/span><\/p>\n

Wrong. I heard people were working on it, maybe they even came up with something. But by that time, it was too little, too late. It was too widespread. If you were gonna get it, you were gonna get it. And if you had a natural immunity, then you\u2019d live. That\u2019s how it worked out in the end, some accident of genetics would decide your fate, decided all of our fates. You know that expression, \u2018Rome wasn\u2019t built in a day\u2019? People always forget the second part, which goes, \u2018But it burned in one.\u2019 And that was us, thousands of years in the making, months in the undoing. <\/span><\/p>\n

I was among the living. Eventually, I came to wish I hadn\u2019t been. Maybe that sounds a bit defeatist. But if you were there for it, you\u2019ll understand.<\/span><\/p>\n

But it\u2019s different now. I\u2019m alive, I\u2019m alone and that works. I\u2019ll never have to watch anyone else I love die again because there\u2019s no one left that I love anymore. I just keep travelling, not really going anywhere, just moving, moving, moving. Because I can. Because I\u2019m not dead. So all that\u2019s left is to keep going. <\/span><\/p>\n

On occasion, I wonder about the pockets of humanity I run across from time to time, the people left over who cling to each other. Farms and small communities, working together in the name of that old saying: \u2018Safety in numbers\u2019. <\/span><\/p>\n

But it was our proximity that killed us, made it easy for the plague to spread, always another warm body nearby to jump to. And it was our proximity that caused all the pain, forcing you to watch people you loved – partners, family, friends, even children\u2026 Fall. <\/span><\/p>\n

So fuck proximity. I can\u2019t think of anything more dangerous.<\/span><\/p>\n

Get This Book On Amazon<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n

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