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It was Ambition Drive I was walking along when I first truly started to feel that something was definitely wrong. I heard a motorized garage door open. It was still before six, usually too early for most people to be up. Then I heard a woman cry. It was a cry of fear. A child yelping, a man shouting. Then the door banging shut, then silence again. Edgar meets many people in his run across the country, from Harvey to Lord Bartonmouth. What did they all contribute to Edgar’s transformation, and who do you think was the most important? Maybe I've just read too many post apocalyptic books lately... or maybe I've just read the best of the best and now no one will ever measure up to Station Eleven (read it if you haven't; amazing piece of literature!). I was moved by Station Eleven, excited to tell everyone I knew about it and loved the side stories and philosophy. In this book the most moved I felt was to close the book and do something else. Ever since he can remember, Adrian has been interested in three things: words, music and technology, and when he graduated from the University of Leeds, he found a career in software. His novel The End of the World Running Club, a post-apocalyptic running fable about hope, love and endurance, was a Simon Mayo Radio 2 book club choice.
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Like I said the first four chapters are fantastic. I absolutely loved them. Read them and make up your own ending.My favorite part about this book is how Edgar comes to terms with running. The author obviously understand what it takes to motivate a body that has been sedate to run and then keep on running.
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Asteroids are striking Earth, the end of the world is near, and Edgar Hill is on the wrong side of the country. Edgar Hill is a very flawed human being, but he achieves something remarkable. Would you call him a hero and why/why not? I was going to say, this reminds me a lot of Station Eleven! I was telling somebody that all this flu in the news is reminding me of Station Eleven. It is so frustrating to read four chapters of brilliance and then wait for that magic during the last 3/4 of the book. Only to realize as you approach the end that his boring, annoying dribble of a story is all you're going to get after the amazing start. Makes the rest of the book feel worse than it probably is. This wasn’t unusual; our Sky satellite box sometimes crashed and just needed a reboot. Still, a little red warning light flashed in my mind and gave me an uncomfortable feeling in my gut.
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I can’t tell you exactly what happened. It took a week. One week for the country to plunge from the blissful apathy of a heat wave, through detached concern, into that strange new territory of danger, threat, panic, and, finally, oblivion. It doesn’t add up when you think about it. I mean, somebody must have known well before then—must have. If we can watch stars dying on the other side of the universe and put a robot on Mars (one who’s probably now wondering why everything’s gone quiet), then surely we could see those things coming. Ed Hill is never going to win “Father of the Year”, he would much rather leave all parental responsibility to his long suffering wife. He even manages to sleep through the ominous warnings of the night before – well, the night before near total devastation of the world as we know it. But it is only when he is separated from his wife and young children that he suddenly realises how much he loves them and wants to protect them. The title, The End of the World Running Club, is clever given where the book heads. I do appreciate the sarcasm and irony that is used throughout the world ending story. Don’t get me wrong—I loved my wife and I loved my kids, but that doesn’t mean to say I had to be happy about it. For me, then at least, being a husband and father meant being simultaneously exhausted and terrified. I was like a man on a cliff edge, nodding off. Love my wife. Love my kids. You have to take care with your tenses when the world ends. In dieser Logik geht der Roman abschließend so weit, allen nicht-Vätern quasi das Existenzrecht abzusprechen - wahrscheinlich die unangenehmste Stelle des Buchs:
The End of the World Running Club by Adrian J Walker
I remembered blundering up the stairs, blinking, trying to stop my head from swimming, wine and bile rising in my throat. I remembered calling Beth’s name. I remembered falling through Arthur’s door, falling against his cot, Beth’s face full of recrimination as she looked up from the chair where she was sitting feeding him. I remember struggling for words, slurring, trying to explain something even I didn’t understand. I remembered her disappointed eyes and her face flat as she told me to get out of the room. I remembered protesting, trying to explain. I remembered her shaking her head, telling me that I was drunk and she didn’t want me near him. I remembered staggering through to our room, waiting for Beth to come through, trying to make sense of things, knowing that I should be doing something. I like reading apocalyptic action stories. I enjoyed this one more than most because it had a different purpose. The story isn't just about surviving a catastrophe....it's about coming out on the other side a better person. This is the first book by Adrian J. Walker that I've read. I'm definitely going to read his other books. I like his writing style and the way endurance running figured into the plot. I found a first aid kit and threw it in the box along with some bandages. I could hear Beth thumping about above me, pulling things out of drawers and cupboards. Two large boxes of diapers thumped at the bottom of the stairs. I once saw a film about a girl who survives an apocalyptic event. It was some unnamed worldwide cataclysm; we weren’t told the details. She lives on this farm in middle America, and when it all starts happening, the first thing her father does is turn on all the taps in the house. She says, “What’s happening, Daddy?” and he replies, “I don’t know, honey; I don’t know,” and starts pelting around the rooms filling baths and sinks.
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Let him cry it out.” “Change the bedtime routine.” “Put some water in his crib.” “Change his daytime naps.” “Fill him up with cereal before bedtime.” Or, from those who weren’t parents: “Can’t you just ignore him?” Sure, ignore him. Ignore the thunderous screams of rage and the crib hammering against the wall as your wife’s body stiffens with fury in the bed next to you, exhausted after another night of fragmented sleep. The End of the World Running Club is where the beautifully imagined post-apocalyptic world of The Salt Line meets the deep humanity of A Man Called Ove .
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