PJV Quickie: Oh, gods of dystopian, I wanted to like AFTER THE END, I did. But when I put the book down to begin with – I didn’t want to pick it up again. That is telling me, I’m just not getting into this book. I wasn’t a fan of Amy Plum’s first series – so I shouldn’t have read this book. I know I shouldn’t – but the synopsis sounded good – so I thought I would give her another chance. I liked her writing style in the other book, I just didn’t enjoy her plot. Next time I’ll know better.

Review: Another reviewer called this a faux dystopian and I’m going to steal that. Because that is basically what this is, *cough cough* remember The Village – that movie? Yeah, that kind of dystopian – but instead of little house in the village – this is end of the world, lie to all the kids and have them holed up in Alaska, instead of a village.

Believability? Sure, okay, I’ll believe that. But, then the novel sort of progressed to this weird experience, where the main character just sort of WENT. She digested that the world hadn’t ended and then got some homeless dude to tell her the future (when it was convenient to know the future of course) and integrated with this world like a boss. Knowing things, automatically, because she had read it in that thing called the EB. I’m assuming Encyclopedia Britannica. Like whoa. Convenient.

Cheap and amateurish. She knew things when the book needed to progress – she didn’t know things when the plot needed to stay mysterious.

Then there is the boy, a spoiled boy – who decides that he has to prove to his father he is worth something. So he – wait for it – snoops on his dad, sneaks out of the house, and jumps in on one of his dad’s “secret operations” that seem rather nefarious (the dad is hunting a teenage girl – who accepts that for just a normal business practice?), goes to Seattle – all to prove to his father that he can do something right. Makes perfect sense. Right?

Luckily, the guy doesn’t need a homeless guy to figure out his future. He’s pretty much on a path to screw up. But, miraculously, he out smarts the legions of dudes in suits, hunting the girl – just by hanging around at food courts and asking people on the street.

This basically was like Katniss meets Edward and channeled Call of The Wild with magic powers. I mean the girl had no idea really the value of gold – she kind of knew it as she described it. This was just something that the elders said would be worth something – if the — brigands — yeah the evil people were called brigands, needed to be negotiated with. But, then she walks into a “we buy gold” place and negotiates like a bad ass. Which was basically the basic nature of this book. It was an amateur plot that read more like something a high school student would write – and not a seasoned author. If she needed Juneau to be primitive, she was primitive. If she wanted her to be modern, she wrote her as modern.

It was ridiculous and too convenient.

Plum is a good writer, she puts words together well, and the base idea of the book was good, but that is the only good thing I can say about this book. There was nothing intelligent about this plot. Plum had a good idea and she has good writing skills but they just didn’t come together to make a smart plot like I would have liked. AFTER THE END was like eating plastic fruit…everything looked and felt right – there was just nothing there of any value.

Recommendations: The PJV does not recommend this book.