I love post-apocalyptic fiction, all kinds. Examined, it’s not the healthiest obsession, but I seem to share it with a good portion of the population. Stories of the end of the world, the cataclysm (all kinds) and after, are everywhere. The New York Times Bestseller list, at the movies, on TV and in the hands of children. A recent browse of the YA shelf at the library showed a serious bend toward dystopian and post-apocalyptic fiction. Vampires still get a look in, but their uglier cousins, the zombies, are having their day.
Our fascination with the end of the world goes a long way back, so it’s hardly surprising gruesome tales of our end continue to capture the imagination, or that some of the most enduring stories continue to be reworked. One of the best known and popular tales of the apocalypse is found in the bible. Revelations. The Four Horseman and the Beast. It’s terrifying stuff! I remember being convinced as a child that the Horsemen would ride in my life time. I may have just watched The Omen when I came to this conclusion. Unfortunately for my parents, I got a hold of a bible and read Revelations to my younger sister. I wasn’t allowed to baby sit for some time after that.