Along with Z FOR ZACHARIAH, this was one of my wife’s favourite books from childhood. A book she loved so much in the school library, that lived so alive in her imagination, she sought it out as an adult and devoured it hungrily again. I can only say that the fact they’re both post-nuclear apocalypse tales – with lashings of soft horror and sci-fi – just proves once again that she is indeed my soulmate.
Life in a post-nuclear apocalypse told through the eyes of three generations of one family, CHILDREN OF THE DUST is brutally cynical about the human race. It’s a compelling, but it’s harsh read. Angry and disappointed about all the good that man is capable of compared to the devastation he’s wrought (or rather, seems likely to wrought in this mid-Eighties tale). There’s so much justifiable bitterness here, that it’s quite astounding Lawrence manages to switch things around and end on a hopeful note. In fact, the narrative pushes so suddenly and swiftly at a new found optimism, it almost feels rushed – while at the same time seeming as if this more upbeat conclusion has been earned. The reader has been through so much, endured such hardships on behalf of the characters, that it would have been a hard tale indeed to end without even a nugget of comfort.
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