A peculiar entry in the field of apocalypse prepper books, written by a risk management and game theory specialist whose narrative voice sounds like a bizarre cross between a tech bro, a leftist, and a character from Sex and the City.

The book is pretty scattershot, but its general thesis is that humanity has been through many apocalypses before, we should consider the idea of apocalypse as a disaster like many other disasters rather than the One Thing That Ends Everything, it is better to prepare in a low-key manner than to either move into a bunker or not prepare at all, and building community is not only a better survival method than planning to shoot your neighbors but is the single best prep you can do.

There are two parts of this book that I've never seen anywhere else, and I think both of them could be extremely useful to certain select groups.

One is an explanation of game theory - something which tech bros, right-wing preppers, libertarians, and other anti-social types love, as it says that stabbing people in the back is the ideal strategy - which goes on to explain that most human interactions don't work that way, and it's not a useful model for human interaction or prepping. She instead proposes a different but equally abstracted model that shows how two hunters who cooperate will do better together than if they either don't cooperate or actively sabotage each other. I liked this very much and think it might be very useful to anyone who would otherwise fall prey to the deceptive logic of game theory.

The other thing she does, which again I have never seen in a survival book, is lay out step by step instructions for how to build a community that will work during a disaster. She gets into issues like who to approach, why, and how. She points out that asking for help with some small matter is a great way to start community-building, and also to find out who is interested in being helpful. This part is great and while it's only a chapter, it's a chapter I've never seen before.

My big issue with the book is her tone, which is pretty annoying. And a lot of the book is stuff you've seen before. But those two chapters are useful and unique, and well worth the whole book for people to whom they'd be useful.


Park ranger and search & rescue leader Andrea Lankford gets interested in three seemingly unrelated disappearances of hikers on the PCH, and launches a multi-year effort to find them.

This is conceptually very up my alley and is an interesting topic, but I didn't love the book. Some of the details were intriguing, but Lankford's style bugged me. It's a bit melodramatic and promises things that are not quite delivered. For instance, early on she makes a big point of "ARE these cases unrelated? Isn't it suspicious that three unmarried young men vanished on the PCH, exactly one per year?"

No. No, it isn't. Hiking the PCH is an extremely strenuous, time-consuming, and male-dominated hobby involving being gone for up to six months. It self-selects for people who are young, unmarried, and male. That's not victimology, that's statistics. Also, there are others who vanish on the trail but eventually get found in very non-suspicious circumstances, and it's not uncommon for people to die on this fairly dangerous hike, so... no! It's not weird that some bodies don't get found.

Lankford makes a big deal of there being criminal activities and cults in the area, but the cult turns out to be pretty benign and not kidnapping anyone, and the big crime she uncovers is mushroom poaching. There's interesting stuff going on - her effort helps to uncover two other missing people, one dead and one mentally ill - but it feels like she wants to write a true crime book when there's nothing suggesting there ever was a crime. She also comes across a bit self-congratulatory.

The book is also not very well-organized. I kept losing track of which hiker they were doing what to find.

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I file this with The Cold Vanish as a "missing persons in the wilderness" book that could have been better.


A really interesting, gripping nonfiction book about two deadly volcanic eruptions in Colombia, how many of the same people were involved with both, and how what happened with the first one influenced social reactions to the second. Unexpectedly, there is also volcanologist drama.

Bruce begins with an account of Colombia's depressing colonial history, which was very intertwined with its geology - in addition to being tectonically active, it has lots of gold and gemstones, or at least it did when the Spanish invaded. Then she proceeds to the story of a young geology student, Marta Calvache, who briefly studied volcanoes in New Zealand before returning to Colombia. In 1985 the volcano Nevado del Ruiz began showing signs of unusual activity. This is when Calvache discovered that she was literally Colombia's leading volcano expert by default.

She and other Colombian geologists tried to get help from actual volcanologists internationally, but due to political violence in Colombia and mass incompetence/uselessness of various countries' governments, this was inadequate. Nevertheless, they did manage to get some experts in who warned them that Nevado del Ruiz was liable to erupt soon, and that this could cause massive mudslides in nearby towns. Unfortunately, government uselessness/corruption struck again, not helped by international experts contradicting themselves in public, and the towns in danger were basically jerked around and given conflicting information, while Marta and other geologists desperately tried to gather information and warn people.

The volcano erupted in November, causing a massive mudslide which killed 23,000 people. This was followed by a completely botched relief effort. You may have heard of it because of Omayra Sanchez, a 13-year-old girl who was trapped in a pool of water for days and could not be rescued, despite many people trying, as they didn't have the necessary equipment; she was the subject of a haunting photograph. Bruce doesn't even mention her, but instead recounts the story of two young geology students who were the sole survivors of their class, and got to see the lack of useful help firsthand.

Marta Calvache, horrified, threw herself into the study of volcanoes and ended up in charge of a research station by Galeras, another active volcano. She corresponded with international volcanologists, one of whom discovered that a particular signal seemed to correspond with an imminent eruption. So the science was progressing. But "imminent" can mean anything from "in five minutes" to "in five years." Because of this, a village was evacuated, then stayed evacuated for ages, causing major economic damage from a volcano that never did erupt - because the scientist who said it would had not actually looked at any data. Unsurprisingly, this caused a lot of public bitterness.

In 1993, a number of volcanologists, geologists, chemists, etc held a volcano conference at the Galeras research station. Despite indications that Galeras might erupt very soon, a number of them decided to tour the crater to do various scientific tasks.

In a phenomenon which has also been a factor in a number of fatal aviation accidents, the people who giving the warnings were lower-ranking and less respected than the people who wanted to go ahead, and so were ignored or brushed aside. Calvache's warnings were disregarded by the more famous American chemist Stanley Williams, who wanted to lead a crater trip. She did at least manage to limit the number of people going to the crater, and told them to get in and out as fast as possible. They did not do this. Also, despite repeated warnings, the government had refused to close the volcano to tourists, and so a local man and two teenagers took advantage of the handy ropes left by the scientists and followed them into the crater.

KA-BOOM!

Six scientists and the three tourists were killed, including Calvache's friend and co-worker who had worked on Nevado del Ruiz with her, and six scientists were seriously injured. Calvache and another woman scientist climbed into the crater despite not knowing if it would erupt again, and carried out the leader of the crater expedition, Stanley Williams - a task which took two hours due to the extreme difficulty of the terrain.

By this point a lot of Colombians were so furious with the government and volcanologists that the general reaction to this was basically "Fuck around, find out."

And now we get into the absolutely bizarre surprise twist! Stanley Williams gave a number of interviews where he claimed to be the sole survivor of the eruption. People who knew him first thought he was mistaken, then worried that he had brain damage from his head injury. As time went by and he continued to make that claim, they largely decided he was just an asshole.

Victoria Bruce, the author of this book who at that time didn't know about this controversy, heard that Williams was looking for a ghostwriter. Excited at the idea of working with him, she met with him to suggest herself, but he already had someone. A volcanologist heard of this meeting and contacted her to basically say, "Everyone hates this guy, he's at least partly responsible for multiple people getting killed, and he keeps spouting blatant lies about the incident. And also, he's a research thief! He stole the research of the guy who actually did predict the Galeras eruption! Lemme introduce you to literally everyone else involved."

Bruce then talked to several other people, got interested in working with them, and based on this book seems to have gotten interviews with nearly everyone involved except Stanley Williams. Their books came out at the same time and they both got sent on tour, presumably not to the same places at the same time or I assume there would be an afterword about a book tour brawl. I'm now curious to read Williams' book and get his side of the story.

Content notes: Some pretty gruesome descriptions of death by volcano.
This is not one book about a particularly unlucky immortal, but four books in a series of short, easy-read middle-grade novels about kids surviving disasters. I bought them because I needed to fill a particular ecological niche in my children's books, which was easy-read middle grade novels which 1) would appeal to boys as well as girls, 2) are not fantasy, 3) are not Hatchet or Wimpy Kid.

I read one to see what they were like and was pleasantly surprised by how much fun it was. I ended up reading three more for sheer enjoyment and will no doubt work my way through the entire series. I'm not saying they're great literature, but they are A+ at leaning into their premises - they promise a kid surviving a disaster, and they give you a kid surviving a disaster - and they are much better than they need to be.

I particularly like how each one features both a disaster and some personal problem, and how the personal problem ties into the disaster but in a non-obvious way. My favorite in this line is that the hero flees Pompeii with his father not because of Vesuvius, but because they're runaway slaves - and then goes back to try to warn the city because his dad's former (now deceased) owner was basically an early scientist and so his dad recognized the signs of an impending eruption. But I also enjoyed the Japanese-American boy using his recently-dead father's stories from the Air Force to help hum survive the tsunami, the American Revolution kid worrying about the young woman slave and her toddler that he left behind, and the medieval peasant girl trying to retrieve her church's stolen chalice from a corrupt sheriff.

The historical details are pretty good, the action is exciting, and while the kids and the people they love the most all survive and get reasonably happy endings and there's nothing too graphic, Tarshis doesn't pull many punches within those constraints. The tsunami aftermath is pretty brutal, and she's very clear that the American Revolution meant freedom for only a very limited subset of Americans. There's an afterword to the plague book which says she got a lot of requests for it, and she thinks it's because of covid. She suggest that kids who lived though covid write about it for posterity.









I regret that the heroine is not running away from the bubonic plague while looking over her shoulder to see if it's chasing her.



Sequel to Moon of the Crusted Snow, in which a remote Anishinaabe community survives an apocalypse.

Twelve years after the first book, the community realizes that the place they've settled in is too small to sustain them. The lake is getting overfished, and the game is getting wary. They decide to send an expedition to look into whether they can resettle in their original home, in the Great Lakes area. The last expedition they sent never came back, but Evan Whitesky, his now teenage daughter Nangohns, and several others decide to take the chance...

I liked this even more than the first book, and I liked the first book a lot. It's one of my absolute favorite genres, "cozy apocalypse but with stakes." A lot of the book is about life and how it's lived now, with tons of details about how to preserve a plastic fishing net and how to dress a deer, how to name a baby and how to create a consensus, how to fight and how to live. The various communities feel very real, and the relationship of Evan and Nangohns is lovely.

It has a very satisfying ending but I really hope Rice writes more books in this setting and creates a whole saga.

Content notes: violence, one instance of rape threats, racist slurs, all in the context of the group encountering some white supremacists.


Five years after five women hikers go missing in the Deadswitch Wilderness, a geological expedition sets out to visit its glacier. As their trip gets weirder and weirder, an IT guy with vivid memories of something that never happened finds disturbing messages from the expedition.

I love books about expeditions to weird areas, whether they involve cosmic horror, ghosts, creepy cults, urban legends, space-time warps, mutant biology, sinister corporations, spooky magic, aliens, folk horror, living landscapes, unsettling hallucinations OR ARE THEY, apocalypses, humans driven mad by things beyond human comprehension, and/or found narratives. The Deadswitch Wilderness contains all of above except aliens, and maybe those will show up at some point. It also throws in magic Tarot cards and a haunted video game.

This is everything and the time-displaced kitchen sink, and it's a lot of fun. The characters are thin and the prose is clunky, but if you like this kind of thing, it's very enjoyable. I particularly like the spooky, unreleased video game that one of the hikers was playing before she vanished, the book that was written about them, and the online arguments over the book.

It's a series with at least two books and ends on a cliffhanger. (Part 2 comes out in two weeks; I've pre-ordered it, so you'll get a report.) There's a risk that it may not end up making any sense in the end, and it's hard to imagine her being able to come up with a coherent explanation for everything because there's just so much. But it's an awfully fun ride so far. It has a diverse cast with multiple queer characters. And even if it never has any ending at all, it's still WAY better than This Wretched Valley.

Content notes: One bloody body and one brief instance of body horror, but it's generally way heavier on spooky vibes than on violence or gore. One dead mule. There's a dog which has survived so far and has yet to be endangered, and from the tone of the book in general I think the doggie will be just fine.


A novel by an... I'll just copy Wikipedia here, because I can't improve on it... American adventurer, dogsled racer, musher, advice columnist and nonfiction writer. She raced and completed the 2019 Iditarod, the 1,000 mi (1,600 km) dogsled race from Anchorage to Nome, Alaska. Publishers Weekly called Braverman a "21st century feminist reincarnation of Jack London."

Relevantly for this book, she appeared on the survival reality show Naked and Afraid.

Small Game is about the four contestants of a reality survivor show, Civilization, who get stranded when the crew disappears without explanation.

(Spoiler for whether or not we learn why - I got accidentally spoiled for this, and I think it's better to know up-front: Read more... ))

Mara, the main character, was raised by paranoid survivalists and got a job teaching survival to techbros and other bros, as it's the only thing she knows. In addition to having extremely limited social experience, she's probably autistic, or at least I read her that way. She applies for the show because she's in a bad relationship and needs money to escape. Her voice and way of seeing things is very striking; while her emotional and personal horizons expand a lot during the novel, she stays her essential self.

Small Game is notable partly for what doesn't happen: it's not Lord of the Flies. The survivors don't turn on each other, and there's no rape. (In fact, the sexual danger vanishes when the crew leaves, as that removes the power dynamics based on financial control and exploitation.) There's social awkwardness, and interpersonal blowups, and emotional breakdowns, and tragedy. But there's also kindness and community and mutual support.

It's an unusually realistic take on wilderness survival, in that even supposed experts are going to really struggle to get enough calories, and weakness from hunger quickly makes even small tasks incredibly difficult. There's a lot of interesting thoughts on what survival means.

The ending is very abrupt and I'd have been pissed off if I hadn't been spoiled for the thing I spoiler-tagged, but I did like the last paragraph.

I enjoyed this a lot and recommend it, especially if you're interested in survival. Also it has a central F/F relationship that runs the gamut from sweet to unsettling to unhealthy to heartbreaking to heartwarming, with everything in between.

Content notes: Creepy sexual power dynamics involving the crew and producers; off-page power-related dubcon; an upsetting, kind of unintentional animal harm incident; lots of nature red in tooth and claw; gruesome injuries; spoiler Read more... )

You can tell from this that this is a book that really goes for complication, fucked-up characters, and not making anything black-and-white. That's another thing I liked about it.


Isn't that a great cover?

Daniel Kraus co-wrote The Shape of Water. This novel also blends fantastical elements with dramatic emotion. And water.

Jay, a seventeen-year-old with conflicted feelings about his diver father's recent death, goes scuba diving in the hope of finding his father's remains. Instead, he gets swallowed by a sperm whale. Jay has one hour to use what he has on him and what he finds in the whale's stomach to escape before his oxygen runs out. But while he's in the belly of the whale, things begin to get even stranger than one might expect given the circumstances. Jay has to grapple with his feelings about his dead asshole father - and possibly with his father's ghost - if he's going to get out alive.

A lot of people REALLY loved Whalefall and found it exremely moving. It 100% leans into its premise - all elements of its premise, not just the "swallowed by a whale" part. Someone on Goodreads who didn't like it called it "daddy issues in a whale," which is basically true, but this is undoubtedly the best "daddy issues in a whale" book you'll ever read. The inside-a-whale elements are a pleasing mix of well-researched and totally batshit. The layering of whale mythology and death/birth motifs is very well -done, as are Jay's changing feelings toward the whale itself.

I appreciated the technical accomplishments of the book more than I felt emotionally moved by it. American fiction is so dominated by sons with daddy issues that a book based on that has to really make both father and son come to life for me to get into it. Jay's dad was such an asshole that I didn't root for Jay to realize the old man had his good points. (Other readers felt that daddy was fine and Jay was a selfish jerk to him.) But for a lot of readers, the father-son relationship was extremely powerful and moving.

My other issue with the book was the prose. Especially early on, it's overwritten. A lot of his turns of phrase are good, but not all of them, and the density often feels forced. It sometimes felt like Kraus had gone over every sentence with the goal of replacing at least one straightforward word or phrase with some unusual image or metaphor.

For instance, His car sheds rust scabs as he grovels it along the cinnamon shoulder of Highway 1. I like the rust scabs and cinnamon road. But "grovels" is both one unusual turn of phrase too many, and one which stopped me dead to figure out why Jay was suddenly groveling when he'd been confident and determined the instant before. By the time I figured out that Kraus meant that the car was physically crawling in the sense of riding low rather than the emotional sense of the term, I had lost the momentum of the story.

Content notes: Gross whale anatomy. Gross descriptions of cancer. Suicide. Jay doesn't kill the whale or attempt to significantly harm it, but there is some whale harm and death in the book.

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A journalist's account of people who go missing in the American wilderness, often in national parks. Billman interweaves accounts of assorted missing people with an extended story about one, Jacob Gray, a young man who disappeared in Olympic National Park, leaving behind his bicycle and camping equipment - most spookily, a bow, a quiver of arrows, and four arrows stuck in the ground in a line. Billman befriended Gray's father Randy, and half the book is about Randy's search for his son, which involves getting to know psychics, Bigfoot believers, and other odd folk.

Billman has a quirky style, which is sometimes put to good use and sometimes annoying. The search for Jacob Gray was the less interesting part of the book for me; it has an aimless feeling despite its urgent purpose. It also quickly became clear to me, though not to Randy, why Jacob had vanished. He had begun to show textbook signs of schizophrenia, accompanied by depression, and by far the most likely explanation was that he had either gone off to die or had been driven by delusions or hallucinations.

The rest of the book, a rather scattershot set of accounts of other wilderness disappearances, was more interesting, though mostly as a basis for a late-night internet hunt as a number of them had either been found since the book was published, or they'd been found years before the book was was published and Billman just didn't bother to mention the outcome.

A lot of people vanish in the wilderness and are never found, and there isn't a national database tracking them. There are often jurisdictional issues for that, and some people get searched for a lot more than others. Indigenous women, women of color, people of color, homeless people, etc, often don't get searched for at all. White people, rich people, white women, and particularly rich white people may get massive search efforts.

There's a small cottage industry of woo and grifting centering around missing people, in which a key figure is the "Missing 411" guy, David Paulides, who is also a Bigfoot enthusiast. If you want to continue holding out hope for the existence of Bigfoot, don't click on this link.

Billman is skeptical of Paulides, but doesn't get into any depth as to why. This is the basic problem with Billman: no depth on the details. For instance, he says that a missing man's camera was found and the last pictures on it indicated that he was succumbing to hypothermia, but doesn't say what the pictures were!

I will give a little detail on my own skepticism about Paulides, and about woo-woo missing persons theories in general. Paulides says that the national park service is involved in a vast conspiracy to cover up disappearances (maybe partially true; there might be efforts to cover up incompetence or racism), and strongly implies that missing people were taken by UFOs, dimensional portals, and/or Bigfoot. He presents misleading statistics about missing people to make it seem like something spooooooky is going on, such as that they're often found near boulder fields (a very common feature of wilderness) or granite (the world's commonest rock) or water (can't imagine why a lost person would seek out water) or berries (ditto), and were seen by someone shortly before they vanished but then vanished the instant they were no longer within view (DUH), are often found naked or with missing clothing (paradoxical undressing), are found in an already-searched area (people are surprisingly hard to find in dense wilderness) etc.

In spooooooky missing persons cases in general, it is a very disappointing pattern that when you dig into the cases, it often turns out that the spooooookiest details are simply.... wrong.

Spooky detail: A man got on a bus which made no stops, but had DISAPPEARED FROM HIS SEAT by the time it arrived! His belongings were found on his seat! Passengers heard a loud, metallic snap right before he vanished!

Actual facts: He was last seen getting on the bus. That's it, that's the story. The rest of it didn't actually happen.

Spooky detail: A promising young producer suddenly fled a set, looking terrified for no reason whatsoever, and rushed madly down a cliff and into the woods, and was NEVER SEEN AGAIN!

Actual facts: This is true. The part that wasn't mentioned is that he was having serious mental issues preceding this. He probably had a panic attack or psychotic break, and got lost in the woods.

Spooky detail: The last known radio transmission of a vanished plane was "Danger like a dagger! I cannot escape!"

Actual facts: That didn't happen.

Spooky detail: A three-year-old child was found days after his disappearance, and said a bear took care of him. Definitely Sasquatch! Or A MAN IN A BEAR SUIT. Eeek!

Actual facts: This one is true! I think it's probably a case of the Third Man phenomena. A lost child seems likely to be comforted by the idea of a big, warm, friendly animal companion.

A lot of spoooooky stuff involves people not understanding how wilderness and getting lost in it operate. They find it suspicious that children are found alive more often than adults. How can a young child possibly survive??? Must be Bigfoot! This is pretty straightforward, IMO: children will get a huge search effort launched very quickly, as there's no chance of them having just gone to Vegas/a crack house/on a long trip, and their disappearance will be noticed almost immediately. Also, children have less ego involved and are much more likely to stay put once they realize they're lost.

The wilderness is huge and dense and easy to get lost in. Things that disappear in it can be very hard to find. People who are found alive often report that they saw helicopters or planes searching for them and failed to get their attention before one did spot them.

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I don't particularly recommend this book but I would love to read something on the same topic but better. Ideally something that takes a skeptical position on Bigfoot, dimensional portals, and other woo. My absolute ideal would be a book or website or article (etc) that analyzes cases where the initial disappearance seemed very mysterious, then explains what actually happened and the reasons for the mysterious elements.
A collection of interviews with plane crash survivors (both crew and passengers), plus some excerpts from cockpit recorders. The interviews are excerpts from the ones the NTSB does as part of its investigations. There's no way I wasn't going to like this book... right?

Surprise, surprise. It's almost willfully disappointing.

How, you are probably wondering, could this go wrong? What possible choices could an editor make to create a boring oral history of plane crashes?

The main issue is a near-total lack of context. Each chapter is a set of extracts from interviews of survivors of a particular crash. There's an opening paragraph that says more-or-less what happened in the crash, but they're along the lines of "Flight 182 departing from Houston to Miami crashed while taking off. Three of the 102 passengers were killed." There's not enough details given in advance to understand what exactly happened during the crash, and there's no explanatory material other than that. He doesn't say what caused the crash - ever!

The excerpts are broken up into more-or-less chronological order, so you might get a bit of a flight attendant and a bit of a passenger saying what happened before the crash, then they come back later to give accounts of what happened during. There may be as many as ten or twelve different people appearing in a single chapter, with each of them getting 1 - 5 segments of an interview. But MacPherson doesn't name the passengers (sometimes, apparently at random, he doesn't name the crew either), but rather gives them random anonymous headings like "male, seat 23" or "female, age 45" or just "male passenger" so it's impossible to keep track of who is who. He's not even consistent within the same chapter/crash at identifying them by seat number, age, gender, or all of the above!

Seat number IDs are not helpful as there's no diagrams.

There are excerpts of cockpit transcripts, but with no context and editing applied apparently at random, they're almost impossible to follow. I strongly suspect that MacPherson didn't understand enough about the subject to know what was and wasn't relevant, so just threw in a couple pages with no idea how they related to the incident at hand.

It's difficult and at times impossible to tell what's actually going on in any given crash as there's no context, no care is given to selecting excerpts for clarity, and most of the passengers had no idea what was going on at the time.

There's no follow-up whatsoever. In multiple chapters, unnamed people say things like "And then I realized that I couldn't see my husband" and you never learn whether the husband survived or not.

I have read a lot of plane crash books and while this is not the worst, it takes the prize for biggest waste of potential.

Two nonfiction books on the 2018 Camp Fire, which destroyed the California town of Paradise and killed 86 people. It was caused by negligence by the power company PG&E, which failed to maintain power lines and poles that were almost 100 years old and overdue for maintenance by about 20 years.

The Camp Fire began when an ancient hook snapped, releasing a power line which set a fire in an extremely remote area in the California mountains. Fire crews were alerted almost immediately, but were unable to get to it due to narrow mountainous roads and high winds; by the time it started spreading, it went out of control almost immediately.

Paradise was one of the few California towns that had an actual evacuation plan. It was divided into evacuation zones so it could be evacuated in an orderly fashion, and had a system for warning residents via their cell phones. Unfortunately, none of this worked. The cell phone system was voluntary and very few residents signed up for it, and when alerts were sent out the system crashed and only about 10% of all residents got them. The evacuation zone system didn't work as no one got the alerts, and the fire was so huge that the entire town needed to be evacuated all at once. There was only one way out, and it got jammed almost immediately. All things considered, it was lucky more people didn't die.

The books are divided between the wider picture and accounts of some specific Paradise residents, including a woman who'd just given birth by Caesarean to a preemie and ended up being driven around and around in circles by a random hospital employee, a retired firefighter who jumps back into action, the town mayor who nearly stays behind, a man and his seven-year-old daughter, a woman whose father runs back into their burning house, and the dispatcher who makes a snap decision to evacuate the entire town without waiting for orders to do so.

I'm always fascinated by different accounts of the same event. My absolute favorite in that vein is the plethora of books on the 1996 Mount Everest disaster, as it was a very time-limited event involving a relatively small number of people of which a disproportionate number of them wrote books about it, and the books are extremely different from each other.

These books about the Paradise fire are pretty similar. Both are by journalists, both take similar approaches to the story, both have similar virtues (interesting and exciting story) and similar flaws (could have been better at explaining exactly how the fire spread; we didn't need to know what everyone's family did for the last three generations). I suspect that in a month or so, I won't be able to remember what was in which book. I liked Lizzie Johnson's better but it's marginal.

I knew PG&E was terrible but I hadn't realized that in addition to multiple fires caused by their extreme negligence followed by attempts at covering it up, they were also responsible for a pipeline explosion that killed eight people in 2010, AND the Erin Brockovich case in which they dumped toxic waste into a town's water supply. They were sued over the Paradise fire, fined a pittance which they passed on to their captive customers in increased costs, and went bankrupt, but still control a lot of California's power and show no signs of changing their ways.

To this day, most California towns have no evacuation plan and many of the ones that do have one refuse to disclose what it is, citing security concerns.

The county also did not provide the evacuation plan for the communities of Lake Arrowhead, Crestline [where I live] and Running Springs — three communities where at least 95% of residents live in very high hazard areas for wildfires.

El Dorado County officials also initially refused to release information about evacuation plans that would cover Pollock Pines, one of the 15 largest communities in the state where more than 95% of residents live in a very high hazard zone for wildfire.

"I confirmed with the [lieutenant] for our [emergency services] division that we do not release our emergency plan, for obvious security reasons," wrote El Dorado County Sheriff's Sgt. Anthony Prencipe, in an email response. He did not elaborate on those reasons.

Then, in response to a Public Records Act request, the county provided one page from its emergency operations plan that refers to evacuations. Three paragraphs on that page were blacked out.


So for supposedly for fear of some random bad actor waiting for a fire to start and then using their knowledge of the evacuation plan to try to sabotage it, the inhabitants of the towns are left with no idea whatsoever of what they're supposed to do in case of wildfire. More likely, the towns either have no plan or their plan is grossly inadequate, and the supposed security concerns are just an excuse.
The fire had miles of uninhabited acres to play with, where it could leap across bare spots and jump feet first into the fuel. It didn't need roads. It could make its own highway.

A disaster novel with a large cast in a smallish space over a very short span of time - 3:15 to 4:55 - as a brush fire engulfs a Los Angeles neighborhood on a weekday, when most of the adults are away.

Flash Fire functions as a mini-epic - Arthur Hailey in 169 pages. Most of the characters are children or teenagers plus a firefighter in his early 20s who used to live in the area, plus brief appearances by their parents, miscellaneous fire victims and firefighters, a disgruntled gate guard, and a family of tourists turned opportunistic looters.

The tight time-frame emphasizes how terrifyingly fast a fire spreads, and sections showing its progress make it feel like a character in its own right. So does the neighborhood: Pinch Canyon, a small and wealthy area in a firetrap canyon with houses clinging precariously to the sides. The main focus is on three houses that share a driveway and the people in them.

The Press House contains a teenage brother and sister plus seven rescue kittens. Danna, the younger sister, longs for excitement and makes fire contingency plans to rescue the kittens and a neighbor's two horses. This isn't random, as fires are currently engulfing other parts of LA.

Hall, the older brother, secretly wants to work with children with disabilities; this is a secret because his wealthy entertainment industry parents want their kids to be financially successful. Hall is one of exactly two people in the neighborhood who actually cares about Geoffrey, the adopted child next door.

Geoffrey lives in the Aszling House. He's a Romanian orphan with an attachment disorder whom his asshole parents adopted, regretted adopting when he wasn't sufficiently rewarding, and has dumped on poorly-paid babysitters ever since. He rarely speaks. The other current inhabitants of the house are Chiffon (not her real name), the teenage nanny who couldn't care less about Geoffrey, and Elony, the cleaner, a 17-year-old refugee who escaped horrors and is desperately trying to learn to speak and read English with no help or resources whatsoever.

The Severyn House contains Beau, a practically perfect teenage boy; Elisabeth, his eight-year-old sister who can't do anything right as far as her parents are concerned; and a box of ashes on the mantelpiece. The ashes are all that's left of their much-older half-brother Michael, who was disowned by their father for being gay and died of AIDS. They never met him, but their father ended up with his ashes, which he put in the living room and then never discussed. Beau has gotten a little obsessed with Michael, the brother he never knew. Would his father abandon him too if he stepped out of line? Does anyone but Beau care about Michael now?

This juicy cast of characters gets run through the wringer when the fire leaps to the canyon. Relationships are forged and broken, people rise to the occasion or very much don't, and not all of them survive. The looters are weird caricatures but the main cast is sharply sketched and believable. Hall loves Geoffrey when no one else does, but he barely registers that Elony exists; Beau cares about Elisabeth when no one else does, but he expresses it by trying to fix her so their parents will like it more, so she perceives him as yet another person constantly trying to mold her into someone she's not. I particularly liked Elony, who's coming from an entirely different world than the rest of them and is no stranger to death, danger, and having her life turned upside down in an instant.

While the kids are generally sympathetic, the view of the adults is bleak. Two out of three of the sets of parents are privileged, blinkered, and uncaring; one of them gets shaken out of their narcissistic pattern but there's no telling how long that will last. The one set of loving parents is so engrossed in work that they rather hilariously don't even realize their kids are in danger until it's all over.

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Cooney's brief was probably to be educational about wildfires, how they're fought, and how to survive them, which she absolutely is, and to tell an exciting story, which she absolutely does. I could not put this book down. It's not as good as Flight #116 is Down! but it's much better than Emergency Room. Once again: much better than it needed to be.

Content notes: Outdated information on autism/attachment disorders. Depictions of ableism and racism. Death by fire. Animals and children in danger. (The kittens survive and the horses are implied to survive.)

Only $1.99 on Kindle, and well worth it.

A well-written, meticulous, and absolutely infuriating account of how a series of greedy, reckless, and criminally negligent decisions by multiple people led to the deaths of 100 people in a nightclub fire.

It was caused by the nightclub owners using a type of foam described by one person as "solid gasoline" as soundproofing and allowing pyrotechnics by a man who had no idea what he was doing, and the fire inspector repeatedly ignoring multiple blatant fire safety issues and issuing a permit allowing them to cram the club with more people than was safe. There were some legal consequences but nowhere near what was deserved; the fire inspector, who in my opinion was the single most culpable person given that ensuring fire safety was his literal job, was never charged. Neither were the two bouncers who physically blocked people from leaving via the stage exit while the nightclub was on fire.

It's a heartbreaking, enraging story that Barylick carefully and clearly lays out. He gets into the human aspect of the story, with many portraits of the people who lived through a horrific trauma or died an awful death when they just wanted to have some fun for a night. He paints an absolutely damning portrait of the corruption within the fire department that allowed the fire inspector to basically take bribes, plus the equally corrupt business practices of the awful nightclub owners who stiffed people as a matter of course.

He also traces the unexpected origin of that fucking foam. A man who lived next to the nightclub kept making noise complaints (understandably!) The nightclub owner visited him to try to pacify him, and they ended up discussing soundproofing. The neighbor said he worked for a company that made packing foam that might be used as soundproofing, and the nightclub owner bought it from him, presumably in the hope that the money would shut him up. The foam was not supposed to be used as soundproofing, which the neighbor probably could have guessed and the company that made it definitely knew.

The man who set off the pyrotechnics was the only one, out of everyone culpable, who showed any genuine remorse. He pled guilty against his lawyer's advice and served four years in prison.

There have been a number of improvements in fire safety in nightclubs and similar venues since then, most importantly sprinklers. But deadly fires still do happen, generally in overcrowded spaces cluttered with flammable material and without sprinklers or clearly marked and accessible exits. The Ghost Ship fire in Oakland, which killed 36 people, not only met all those criteria but occurred in a space not zoned for entertainment or residential use at all.

Barylick concludes with these brutal paragraphs:

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I reread this while I was under 9 feet of snow, on the theory that it would make me more appreciative of the fact that I was not literally starving and I had plenty of food more varied than brown bread, and also quite a lot of books.

It was indeed very inspiring that way. I hadn't reread it in a while, as it isn't one of my favorites of the Little House books. Other than Almanzo and Cap Garland's daring ride to fetch the seed wheat, I always found it a bit monotonous. But of course, that is exactly the point. It's death by monotony.

Laura does an amazing job of evoking exactly how dreary and unchanging the experience is – like depression made into an environment. There's no variety in food. There's no variety in what you see. There's no variety in work. There's no variety in the people you interact with. Most horrific of all, there's no variety in sound. All you can hear is the incessant howling of the blizzard. Pa's fingers are so swollen from twisting hay into sticks in the cold that he can't even play his fiddle.

Laura describes this incredibly vividly, including her own state of mind-numbed depression. She literally can't think of anything but the sound of the wind. They get so bored of eating brown wheat bread and nothing but brown wheat bread, that all but Pa lose their appetites for it, even though they're on the verge of starvation. That did make me grateful for the variety of my own trapped in snow state. At least the work I had to do was shoveling snow from what felt like far too many locations, but that's a lot better than doing the same work over and over and over again. The fear of the adults is starvation, but what's most vivid to Laura is the sameness. It's almost a horror story.

Almanzo and Cap obtain the seed wheat from a settler who initially refuses to sell it to them, even when they explained that their entire town is starving. They have to talk him into it, even after raising the price far above the going rate. It never occurred to me before, but I wonder now what Almanzo would have done if the settlor had both refused to sell and if Almanzo didn't have his own seed wheat. I assume he would have dropped the money on the table and simply taken the wheat. But it's a situation that could have gotten very, very ugly.

There's a few non-blizzard bits that are lovely, most notably when they find a lost bird, nurse it back to health, and release it without ever finding out what it was or where it came from. But of course what the book is remembered for is the blizzard that seems to go on and on forever, and the triumphant moment when it ends, and the trains arrive, and they get to have appetizing food and hope and happiness again.

In honor of the snowpocalypse, I listened to a podcast series, "Trapped on Mount Hood," which was so interesting that I read the book it was based on the same day. That was a mistake. (Because the book was bad, not because Iw as traumatized by snow.)

I had not previously heard of the Mount Hood incidents, which was one of the worst alpine disasters in US history. A group of students were taken hiking up Mount Hood students from a private high school is part of a mandatory wilderness program, got caught in a storm, and seven of them died. Two adults also died. I find this particularly awful because it was mandatory for the students, but the disaster happened because the teacher leading them made a series of absolutely terrible decisions.

There was a storm coming, which he knew about, but did not factor into his decision-making. They started too late to avoid at, continued hiking under poor weather conditions, were poorly equipped for getting caught in a storm, ends didn't turn back until long after it would have been prudent to do so. They had to dig into a cave, which wasn't big enough for all of them so they kept having to rotate who was inside and who was outside. Conditions got so bad that a hired guide finally decided to leave and go for help in a blizzard, and took the only student who was willing or strong enough to go with them. They made it out, but got so lost in the blizzard that they had a hard time figuring out where the cave was. Meanwhile the cave got completely buried in snow. By the time the cave was found, several days later only two of the people inside survived.

The behavior of the teacher leading them is a bit mysterious. The author of the book says that he made such bad decisions that he must have been hypothermic. However, the decision to start the hike late when he knew there was a storm coming happened before the hike began, so he couldn't have been hypothermic then. There's also the matter of not taking equipment that should have been taken under the circumstances – also a decision made long before the hike began. However, he previously did not have a pattern of doing reckless things, so it's not really clear why this particular height was different. In previous hikes, they turned back without reaching the summit two out of every three times.

Code 1244 is an incredibly frustrating book. The author interviewed literally everyone who would agree to talk to him who was involved in the incident, and he did get to speak to most of the people who were and who are willing to talk at all. (One of the main people involved, the girl who survived the case she hiked out, has never publicly spoken about it at all.) He had an incredible amount of access so you would think he could have used that to write an interesting book. He did not. It's emblematic that I still don't know what a code 1244 is.

I wishvhe had done an oral history of the event, because I bet that would have been fascinating. What he instead did, as far as I can tell, was to write down every single factual detail that everybody told him, but put in his own words rather than theirs. His own style is extremely dry. He occasionally mentions what people felt or thought, but not all that much. So it's a recital of incredibly minute details. This book has more citations than I think anything I have ever read. About every third sentence is footnoted. I applaud his integrity but it also means that about one third of the book consists of citations.

There are so many details that the overall story often gets lost. It was much harder to follow what was going on in his book then it was in the podcast. I got the book because I was curious to learn more details then the podcasts gave, but when I finished his book, I felt that I knew less, not more. In particular, it was very hard to tell what was going on with the rescue operation and whether or not it was mismanaged, and whether that made a difference. The author obviously felt that one person in particular was to blame for the cave not getting found sooner, but I'm not sure if that was correct.

Based on the podcast, it sounds like he thought that guy was responsible for the guide who hiked out not having been taken up in a helicopter soon enough to search. But in his book, I couldn't tell whether that was a problem or not, or who had made that decision. One thing I really wondered about was why no one ever asked the girl who had hiked out with the guide to go up in a helicopter and see if she could recognize something. It seems to me that two people following the same route might notice or remember different things, so why not ask her if they were going to ask him? This never comes up in either the podcast or the when they finally did let the guide search, it's possibly important because he led the helicopter to the wrong spot five times before he did finally get locate the right spot on his sixth a try. So there was a lot of time wasted searching in the wrong areas, even after he got involved.

It's a very sad story, and also a very interesting one if you're interested in survival and wilderness rescue. If you are, listen to the podcast.

Against the Odds podcast.

Gabe Rogers is a 16-year-old Texan boy who goes to boarding school in Yellowknife, Canada, so he can be closer to his father, who works at an offshore or oil rig. At boarding school, he befriends Raymond Providence, a Dene boy from a tiny, remote village.

When Raymond decides to drop out and go home, along with his great uncle, Johnny Raven, who had been in a hospital in Yellowknife, the bush pilot offers to take Gabe along for some sightseeing. Things go wrong, mostly because the pilot exemplifies the saying "there are old pilots and bold pilots, but no old bold pilots" and there are particularly no old stupid and careless pilots. Raymond, Johnny Raven, and Gabe end up alone in the absolute middle of nowhere, Northwest Territories, with winter about to come down like a hammer.

This is an extremely enjoyable and pretty epic wilderness survival story in which every possible wilderness survival incident happens, but in a plausible manner.

The most unexpected part for me was the prominence of Johnny Raven. I had assumed that he would die almost immediately, so the boys could do everything themselves, but that's not what happens. He's an elder and knows a whole lot about wilderness survival, because when he was young, he actually lived it. There is a significant language barrier between him and the boys, as Johnny Raven speaks very little English and Raymond speaks very little Slavey. But we do learn that while Johnny Raven preferred life as he knew it when he was younger, that life was neither easy nor perfect, and in fact his own father starved to death. So while he can help and provide to a large degree, that's no guarantee that any of them will make it out of the wilderness alive.

So there's three major stories going on in this book, though in plot terms, there's only one. There's the wilderness survival part. There's Johnny Raven's own story, in which he gets to have a last hurrah, bond with his nephew, and teach Raymond a lot of the old ways that Raymond never would have learned in the ordinary course of things. And there's the story of the friendship between Gabe and Raymond, which was real but somewhat superficial at the start, and ends up ride or die by the end of the book.

Surprisingly, my favorite character was Johnny Raven, and his story was actually my favorite part of the book. There's a scene in which, of all things, he teaches Raymond and Gabe how to hunt beaver, which was unexpectedly beautiful and moving. I didn't know when I started this book that he would be a character at all, and it turned out that in this book about two teenage boys lost in the wilderness, there's also this great story about an old man who gets an unexpected chance to do what he loves and pass on what's meaningful to him at the end of his life.

It was definitely an excellent book to read during the snowpocalypse. At least I haven't crawled across an ice bridge over a frigid river, fallen into freezing water fully clothed, almost starved to death, gotten chased by bears and wolverines, and almost gotten killed by a reckless pilot.

Thank you very much to [personal profile] mildred_of_midgard for recommending this book! Has anyone else read anything by Will Hobbs? Is there anything else you would recommend?

I am so obsessed with this show. It continues to have great and very likable characters, a compelling story, and tons of wilderness survival and heroism and creeping dread.

Season three launches with a new set of characters exploring a different area. This team is also international, but with a quite different character and mission. They're academics plus one guide tasked with exploring a remote area of Patagonia where some strange glyphs have been found, in order to do an archaeological survey and also see if it's suitable for tourism. There's two Spanish-speaking professors and two grad students, Eva and Simon. Eva is fluent in Spanish, Simon is hilariously not. There's also a linguistics professor from China who thinks a recently discovered site in China may be relevant; everyone else seems to think she's a brilliant crackpot.

At this point I realized that her Chinese site is covered in one of the bonus episodes, Imperial, and backtracked to listen to that. Afterwards I understood why everyone who gets her report on the Chinese site thinks it's a hoax.

Similarly to season one, it took me a couple episodes to get into this, though for a different reason. There's a wind effect in I think episodes 2-3 or so that makes it very difficult to understand what people are saying when they're shouting over the wind. Thankfully that goes away soon.

This season has an interesting set of challenges that I thought were handled very well. Unlike seasons 1-2, at this point the listeners know much more than the characters. There's much more of a "No! Don't go in the cave! Don't touch the statues!" vibe, because we already know something about their discoveries based on similar ones made in the earlier seasons by different characters. (The Patagonia characters don't know about the Svalbard characters.)

But what you gain in dramatic irony, you lose in freshness. We already know what the heartbeat means, and that the statues move. This season introduces some new bits of creepiness to preserve the element of surprise and the unknown, most prominently bugs. FUCKING BUGS.

Then episode five has a reveal that literally made me scream aloud. (With glee, not terror). It was all up from there, though all down for the characters.

SO EXCITED for season four. Consulting with the timeline, I will listen to the bonus episode Iluka first.

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In 1937, three Englishmen go on a scientific expedition to the Arctic. They are Algie, who we know from a note at the beginning is the one who's left to tell the tale; Gus, the golden boy leader; and James, whose diary makes up all the rest of the book, a desperate working class man who resents the others.

They plan to make their camp at Grukuken, which is in Svalbard, Norway. (Svalbard is also the setting for seasons 1-2 of The White Vaults.) The captain of the ship they hire to take them there warns them in very strong but vague terms not to go to Gruhuken, and even tries to back out of taking them there. They ignore him. Bad move. Gruhuken has a ghost.

Once on Gruhuken, James is terrorized by the ghost he sees but is afraid to tell them others about, and simmers with repressed love for Gus and resentment of Algie. He also, in my single favorite plotline, reluctantly bonds with the huskies they brought with them and one in particular, Isaak.

Isaak is an extremely good and very convincing dog who does things like fall into the bay and get his head stuck in a pemmican can, and he was my favorite character. (I stopped reading at that point to look up spoilers. Isaak does not die and has a happy ending.) Gus is kind of perfect other than his rich guy privilege, which James lectures him on in between pining. Algie bumbles around getting on James' nerves and killing things, including committing and threatening deeply disturbing acts of cruelty to animals.

Gus and Algie leave for a while, leaving James alone. Bad move. All else aside, it's really hard to write as compellingly about a person who's alone than a person who can interact with others. Of course, he does have Isaak and the other dogs... and the ghost.

I enjoyed this novel while I was reading it but was also a bit underwhelmed. It had the misfortune of getting to me when I was listening to The White Vault, an absolutely outstanding fiction podcast that was also a spooky Arctic story and even set in the same general location, and also after recently reading several also absolutely outstanding horror novels. Dark Matter is an uneven novel with some very good elements, but the comparisons I couldn't help making didn't work in its favor.

Pro: The nature descriptions are gorgeous, it's got that page-turning quality, and I loved the relationship of James and Isaak. I liked that it involves queerness. The ending is very good. There's some individual very unsettling moments; my favorite involved, in retrospect, a painting in James's miserable city room.

Con: The ghost doesn't relate to the themes of the book, except in a general "human society can be terrible" way. But it doesn't have any personal relationship with the men, and its story isn't a parallel with any of their stories, again except in the extremely general theme of social alienation. I like it when the supernatural elements are more related to the characters.

Of the three characters, only James is really developed. I liked that he was in love with Gus but I also felt like more could have been done with that. The story slows down enormously when he's left alone, and all relationship development stops because no one else is there anymore.

The letter at the beginning had no point or callback other than to establish that things went very badly, which we can figure out anyway as it's a horror novel. The ignored warnings about Gruhuken are very horror-typical, and I'd have liked that element to be a bit more original or better or something.

The other things I didn't like are spoilery.

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This is a perennial small fandom. I shall check out the fic for it.

Paver's other books include Thin Air, which sounds exactly like Dark Matter only set on Everest, and Wakenhyrst, a Gothic that sounds more interesting. Anyone read either of those?

Content notes: The main dog doesn't die. Two other dogs also survive. The fate of the other dogs is unclear. There's a very disturbing animal cruelty scene on the October 1 diary entry, and another one later one (I forget exactly where). James is mean about Algie being fat.

The Terra Nova expedition meets House of Leaves meets cosmic horror, but modern day and with women and people of color involved.

An international crew goes to an Arctic research station in Norway to do some quick repairs. They are trapped by a blizzard, and then weird things start happening. Followed by very weird things. Followed by extremely weird and also fucking terrifying things.

This is a fictional podcast made of found footage from the doomed expedition. The doom isn't a spoiler, as you can immediately figure out that if someone is reconstructing what happened from the crew's reports, recordings, etc, complete with notes like "This journal entry was found crumpled under a chair in the common room," it's because no one is around to explain things.

This podcast is spectacularly well-done - exactly what I wanted and didn't get from the terrible The Nox. It combines the best elements of horror, survival/exploration, and found footage/epistolatory fiction into a genuine tour-de-force. (I struggle with found footage movies as shakycam gives me motion sickness, so getting to enjoy this genre with actors was a treat.) It won me over even though I very rarely enjoy fiction podcasts - in fact this is the first I think I've ever enjoyed.

It did take me a couple episodes to get used to everyone's voices and catch up on who was who - I read transcripts for the first few episodes after watching them. But once it gets going, it REALLY gets going. I had to hurriedly turn off one episode because I was listening after dark and that was a mistake.

The multi-lingual cast is using their actual accents and languages. I really loved that aspect. The acting is extremely good, as are the sound effects. But the story is best of all. I ended up really liking the characters, especially Graham Casner and Dr. Rosa de la Torres, and feeling for them. Though the story is horror and everyone is probably doomed from the start, it's not the kind of horror where everyone and everything is terrible. It's the kind of horror - and also the kind of survival/expedition story - where basically decent and competent people try their best, but it doesn't work out because sometimes life is like that. Nature does not forgive, and neither does cosmic horror.

I really enjoyed going into this almost completely cold and I recommend it. Seasons one and two constitute a single arc. It doesn't wrap everything up as there's still a ton of mysteries which presumably continue into the next season, but it does complete the story of that particular expedition.

Content notes: Monster/horror-type violence. Body horror (within my tolerance levels.) Brief, non-graphic mention of sled dogs getting killed by a creature (they're not dogs we know.) No sexual or human-on-human violence. In general, it's more on the suggestive rather than graphic end of things.

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[personal profile] recessional, thank you SO MUCH for reccing this. I'd never even heard of it before.

The White Vault. There's lots of places to listen to this. I listened on Audible and also joined the Patreon to get bonus episodes.

Gary Paulsen wrote one (1) portal fantasy/post-apocalyptic science fiction book. It's not bad and he does play to his strengths by including a lot of survival stuff, but he's so much better at writing similar stuff set in our world that I can see why it was a one-off. The worldbuilding is okay but nowhere near as vivid and evocative as his real-world worldbuilding.

It's correctly called a saga because it has an epic amount of plot and event crammed into 248 words, which is both its strength and weakness. To give you a sense of what reading the book is like, I'll sample chapter 2.

(In chapter 1, Mark, a thirteen-year-old boy who loves nature, is camping alone when he sees a flaming ball of fire and gets sucked into a beam of blue light. The chapter ends with that, on page 5.)

Page 6: Mark wakes up in an alien jungle.

Page 7: Mark is charged by a large hairy animal resembling a buffalo and escapes by climbing a tree.

Page 8: Mark falls into quicksand. Don't panic. You know about this. Remember, you read about it in Hiker magazine.

Page 9: Mark escapes the quicksand.

Page 10: Tubular, scorpionlike insects with antennas and long pincers swarmed over him, biting small chunks out of his skin.

Page 11: The buffalo creature returns to attack him again. For the record, this is where I completely lost it.

The rest of the book continues in basically this vein, as Mark finds other humans, rescues a girl from an attacking Howling Beast, gets clubbed by her tribal chief, gets welcomed to the tribe, gets disillusioned with them and leaves when they wipe out a neighboring village, returns when they get attacked by slavers, gets clubbed and captured as a slave, escapes, returns to help the slavers and their captives when they all get attacked by cannibals, gets welcomed to the slaver tribe, etc! Etc! Etc!

Not Paulsen's best work but he'd have clearly had a very respectable career in pulp action had he taken that route.

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