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Another blog about the virus-book

1: "I'm a man of my word," Jeevan said. At that point in his directionless life he wasn't sure if this was true or not, but it was nice to think that it might be. And ...and then one night Jeevan opened his eyes at two a.m. and the news-room was empty. Everyone had left. He stared at the empty room on the screen for a long time.
I chose the former because it's a somewhat comforting line, the idea that we're better than we maybe are. It doesn't come across as egotistic/self-serving in my eyes, but more hopeful. Hopeful that you can be a better person.
I chose the latter because I can just imagine it so vividly, a slowly dwindling news-source eventually reduced to nothing. It's pathetically miserable, how it just gradually peters out instead of being violently destroyed in its prime via. a meteor or something. Powerless to stop as the momentum carrying civilization is gone.

2: I'm writing the utopia part, so I plan on writing about good infrastructure. As for a reason for the apocalypse, we already have one: Donald Trump nuked a hurricane.

3:
    a: From what I could gather, Jeevan seems to just try and not think about Frank's death. He's always moving forward, never stopping.

    b: Memory is definitely source of pain in the book. If you remember life before the Georgia flu, then life afterwards seems that much more sucky in comparison. In real life, memory basically defines what your reality is. All you know, you know because you remember it.

    c: Reading this question, I definitely thought there was going to be more airplane action than there actually was. I would say that airplanes are a tether to the pre-virus world? but that seems like a reach. You could easily say the same about the phone-calls being made, or the buildings they live in, or any other manner of technology/infrastructure. I don't find airplanes to be particularly unique in this section.

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