A Catch in Time
Without preamble, the entire population of Earth falls unconscious for three minutes. In that time, there are countless deaths due to accidents (driving a car + blackout = mangled corpses clogging your favorite route to work) and when the survivors come to, they've all forgotten the common thread that binds them. That is, all but a select few...
I really REALLY liked this story arc. Structurally and creatively, it was some of the best post-apocalyptic fiction I've ever read.
The premise was exciting - an esoteric disaster - as opposed to a virus, greed, or zombie threat. Though way outside of what I normally peruse, it was vastly entertaining (in part because it was so outside my usual zone... which is nothing like this:
I also enjoyed the variety of characters and settings; I tend to get bored easily, so jumping around a bit keeps me interested. As did the occasional gout of
uber violence. That always helps.
You know what sucked though? A few pretty important and not so important things both, actually. Occasionally the author would meander though the daisies, tiptoe through the tulips, stop and smell the roses and all that jazz, instead of just getting the fuck on with it. I can live with that. I can even live with fact that the very end was mind-bogglingly anti-climactic. But the part that really frosts my socks is that the whole reason the blackout happened (and therefore the reason the whole book happened) was left totally vague and one-dimensional. I understand leaving it unclear so you don't anger the crazies, but give us SOME kind of definitive reasoning, please.
Generally, it was a good read. But don't go looking to A Catch in Time for any easy answers; go to it to be entertained.