More dystopian mentor texts

“An incomplete list” from Station Eleven 

excerpt from the novel by Emily St. John Mandel (more of the excerpt here)

No more fire departments, no more police. No more road maintenance or garbage pickup.

No more spacecraft rising up from Cape Canaveral, from the Baikonur Cosmodrome, from Vandenburg, Plesetsk, Tanegashima, burning paths through the atmosphere into space.

No more Internet. No more social media, no more scrolling through litanies of dreams and nervous hopes and photographs of lunches, cries for help and expressions of contentment and relationship-status updates with heart icons whole or broken, plans to meet up later, pleas, complaints, desires, pictures of babies dressed as bears or peppers for Halloween.

No more reading and commenting on the lives of others, and in so doing, feeling slightly less alone in the room. No more avatars.

The Road

excerpt from the novel by Cormac McCarthy

Mostly he worried about their shoes. That and food. Always food. In an old batboard smokehouse they found a ham gambreled up in a high corner. It looked like something fetched from a tomb, so dried and drawn. He cut into it with his knife. Deep red and salty meat inside. Rich and good. They fried it that night over their fire, thick slices of it, and put the slices to simmer with a tin of beans. Later he woke in the dark and he thought that he’d heard bulldrums beating somewhere in the low dark hills. Then the wind shifted and there was just the silence.

Here is a review of The Giver – check it out if you’re choosing to write a review.

Here are even more dystopian short stories to check out:

The Pedestrian” by Ray Bradbury

The Minority Report” by Philip K. Dick

2 B R 0 2 B” by Kurt Vonnegut

And if that’s still not enough, check out this blog post!



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