It’s November 2023. The human race has been wiped out by the 6DM virus (Six Days Maximum – the longest you’ve got before your body destroys itself). The end of the world as we know it.
Yet someone is still alive. Alone in a new world of burning cities, rotting corpses and ravenous rats, one woman has survived. A woman who has spent her whole life compromising what she wants and hiding how she feels to meet other people’s expectations. From her career to her relationships, to what she wears and where she lives, she’s made a lifetime of decisions to fit what other people want her to be.
But with no one else left, who will she become now that she’s completely alone?
Gosh I LOVED this book. I scurried through it in one sitting, couldn’t stop reading it for the life of me. Then at the end I cried because it was over. Look, its 2020, I can cry if I want to…
Last One At The Party starts, yes, with an apocalyptic event, maybe you would think it a bit close to home given our current situation but be reassured. That may be the inciting event but this one is entirely character driven. It’s not that easy to pull off a one woman show but Bethany Clift did just that.
You want to know what happens? Nope I am not spoiling a single beautiful, scary, horrifying, uplifting, edge of the seat moment of this one. It is brilliant, clever, emotionally demanding yet inspiring and is written so so well.
I make no promises on whether this is triumph over adversity or one woman’s final stand…but I will promise its worth the journey.