End of the world books
I’ve ended up reading two ‘end of the world’ science fiction books back-to-back recently, for reasons of quirky library reservations. The first is Death of Grass by John Christopher, and the other is The Children of Men by P. D. James. I read Death of Grass first, after it was mentioned in a documentary as one of John Wyndham’s inspirations. I have to say that it scared the willies out of me. It’s not that there’s anything particularly horrific about it, but the steady and relentless descent of normal, well-adjusted, civilised people into cold-blooded, calculating killers really disturbed me.
