Framing the Dialogue

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48 Hours

“He glanced at the sun again, squinting, but it still didn’t look any different. But it was different. Just before going to bed shortly after midnight, they had listened to a BBC broadcast on a battery-powered shortwave radio and heard that another CME had exploded from the sun’s surface, perhaps more powerful than the December 1 incident, and would strike Earth in less than three days. Something was indeed going wrong, and holding Darla close, he felt a vague fear of what was to come.”

The Final Day

“In this the third year since the Day, an economic trading system was again back in place, and it did include white lightning brewed in remote mountain valleys, but now included much else as well. Those with foresight to stockpile some precious metals found they indeed had real worth again; in fact, by the standards of this terrible new world, they could be counted as wealthy, the silver and gold not just something to be locked away in a safe for “just in case”—“just in case” had indeed arrived at last.”

One Year After

An EMP, actually several, are exploded over the United States, ending “civilization” within on second.  In his first novel, One Second After, William Forstchen gave us a glimpse of what that might look like in a small North Carolina town.  Now in One Year After, we get to see what is happening one year later in the same town.  We see society start to reemerge, but not all things happening are progress.  There is a “central” government, but are they for the people.  The folks in Black Mountain have a lot to do to continue to maintain their quest toward returning to normalcy.

One Second After

William Forstchen takes us into his hometown in North Carolina, Black Mountain, for the setting of this novel.  In One Second After, we get a brief glimpse of the comfortable life in this rural community until…

“Hey, Dad, something strange.” “Yeah?” “Listen.” He stood there silent for a moment. It was a quiet spring evening with the exception of a few birds chirping, the distant bark of a dog … rather nice, actually. “I don’t hear anything.” “That’s it, Dad. There’s no traffic noise from the interstate.”