The Girl’s Guide to the Apocalypse by Daphne Lamb

I was given a copy of this one by Linda/Blodeuedd – thank you my dear!

Synopsis (from Goodreads):

Welcome to the Apocalypse. Your forecast includes acid rain, roving gangs and misplaced priorities, in this comedic take on the end of the world as we know it, from debut author Daphne Lamb. As a self-entitled, self-involved, and ill equipped millennial, Verdell probably wouldn’t have ranked very high on the list of those most likely to survive the end of the world, but here she is anyway. Add in travelling with her work addicted boss, her boyfriend who she has “meh” feelings for, and a handful of others who had no businesses surviving as long as they have, and things aren’t exactly going as planned. But despite threats of cannibalism, infected water supplies, and possibly even mutants, Verdell is willing to put in as little effort as she can get away with to survive.

My impressions:

I completely didn’t get this book. I know it was supposed to be clever and ironic, tackling important issues in a funny way. Only it wasn’t. A satirical critique of the Millennial generation? You must be joking, right?

The main female lead, Verdell, was a brainless office worker surrounded by brainless colleagues and brainless boyfriends/ex-boyfriends. They were touring post-apocalyptic America but they never had time to stop and ponder on the reasons why disasters were falling like rain on their empty heads. Even when one woman of their group was murdered, presumably eaten, they didn’t give a damn, more concerned about their shoes, mobiles, careers and accessories. If only the narrative voice of Verdell was able to impart the irony of that premise I would be perhaps more content. Unfortunately Verdell was simply stupid and the story, told by her, dragged and dragged – quite an achievement, taking into account how much was happening around. An example: in chapter number one Verdell informs us that she has to visit the toilet and it takes her four chapters to find an appropriate place and relieve herself. Which made me so not impressed.

Final verdict:

This one features the lamest heroine I have ever seen plus other characters so abysmally stupid that you don’t know whether you want to cry or you want to laugh or both. I disliked The Girl’s Guide to the Apocalypse so much that I abandoned it 30% in – sorry B.

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6 Responses to The Girl’s Guide to the Apocalypse by Daphne Lamb

  1. blodeuedd says:

    Haha, I made you read it…well almost

  2. heidenkind says:

    Taking four chapters to find a bathroom sounds like one of my recurring nightmares. LOL

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