The plague is despair. Don’t give up. A message from Isaac Marion (that author we like)

I didn’t mean to predict the future.

I wrote the last page of the Warm Bodies series in 2015. I wasn’t targeting any specific public figures or current events with this story. I was just observing the patterns around me and speculating on where we might end up if we kept following them. I had no idea my morbid fantasies would look like overly obvious topical satire just three years later, but fact is catching up to fiction with alarming speed.

Today, you have a chance to slow it down. You have a chance to fight. Don’t let it slide past you because you’re too tired/busy/distracted/Dead. This bit from The Burning World feels relevant:

The apocalypse didn’t happen overnight. The world didn’t end in a satisfying climax of explosive special effects. It was slow. It was boring. It was one little thing at a time. One moral compromise, one abandoned ideal, one more justified injustice. No dramatic wave of destruction sweeping across the world, just scattered spots of rot forming throughout the decades, seemingly isolated incidents until the moment they all merged.