After the Snow

After the Snow

by S. D. Crockett


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The oceans stopped working before Willo was born, so the world of ice and snow is all he's ever known. He lives with his family deep in the wilderness, far from the government's controlling grasp. Willo's survival skills are put to the test when he arrives home one day to find his family gone. It could be the government; it could be scavengers—all Willo knows is he has to find refuge and his family. It is a journey that will take him into the city he's always avoided, with a girl who needs his help more than he knows.

S.D. Crockett on narrative voice and an especially cold winter:

What was your inspiration for After the Snow?

Well, apart from the unbelievably cold winter during which I was writing—in an unheated house, chopping logs and digging my car out of the snow; I think much of the inspiration for the settings in After the Snow came from my various travels.

In my twenties I worked as a timber buyer in the Caucasus Mountains of southern Russia, and that work led to travels in Eastern Europe and Armenia. As soon as I step off the plane in those places it smells like home.

It may sound strange to say, when After the Snow is set in Wales, but really the practical dilemmas in the book come directly from places I’ve been, people I’ve lived with, and the hardships I’ve seen endured with grace and capability. I was in Russia not long after the Soviet Union collapsed and I’ve seen society in freefall. Without realizing it at the time I think those experiences led me to dive into After the Snow with real passion.

What would western civilization look like with a few tumbles under its belt? What would happen if the things we took for granted disappeared? I wanted to write a gripping story about that scenario, but hardly felt that I was straying into fantasy in the detail.

What do you want readers to most remember about After the Snow?

We all have the capacity to survive, but in what manner? What do we turn to in those times of trouble? Those are the questions I would like people to contemplate after reading After the Snow.

How did Willo’s unique voice come to you?

Willo’s voice appeared in those crucial first few paragraphs. After that it just grew along with his world and the terrible situations that arise. I think his voice is in all of us. We don’t understand, we try to make good—maybe we find ourselves.

How did you stay warm while writing this novel?

I banked up the fire—and was warmed by hopes of spring.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780312641696
Publisher: Feiwel & Friends
Publication date: 03/27/2012
Series: After the Snow , #1
Pages: 304
Product dimensions: 5.78(w) x 8.48(h) x 1.07(d)
Lexile: HL700L (what's this?)
Age Range: 12 - 17 Years

About the Author

After the extremely hard winter of 2009, S. D. Crockett asked herself, "What if winter never ended?" and from that thought, her debut novel, After the Snow, was born. Crockett lives in the United Kingdom. Visit her online at

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After the Snow

By S. D. Crockett

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Copyright © 2012 S. D. Crockett
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ISBN: 9780312641696

After the Snow
PART ISNOWDONIAIn the black season of deep winter a storm of waves In the black season of deep winter a storm of waves is roused along the expanse of the world. Sad are the birds of every meadow plain, except the ravens that feed on the crimson blood, at the clamour of harsh winter; rough, black, dark, smoky. Dogs are viscious in cracking bones; the iron pot is put on the fire after the dark black day.--Irish, author unknown, eleventh century1I'm gonna sit here in my place on the hill behind the house. Waiting. And watching.Aint nothing moving down there.The valley look pretty bare in the snow. Just the house, gray and lonely down by the river all frozen. I got to think what I'm gonna do now that everyone gone.But I got my dog head on.The dog gonna tell me what to do. The dog gonna help me.The house look proper empty--don't it, dog.You just sit quiet in these rocks, Willo.The dog talking sense like he always do.I reckon the fire in the house probably gone out by now with no one to feed it cos everyone gone and I been sitting on the hill all day finding that out. Everyone got taken away cos I seen tracks in the snow. They all gone.Dad gone.Magda gone.The others gone.But I don't know why.Tell me, dog--what am I gonna do? 
I find the dog in the heather one winter. Cold and dead. He been a big old black dog. Fur getting mangy. But one time he been leader of the Rhinogs pack cos I seen him enough times out on the hill. I bleach his bones out on a rock behind the house. Summer come and the skull just sitting there washed out and white, teeth still holding in his powerful jaw. Talking to me somehow.That's when I know he been my dog. And I got him stitched up onto my hat with stones tied into his old eye sockets so he can see. I near beg Dad to help me cure the skin cos he say it aint worth the effort. But he do it anyway and I stitch that tattered hide on my coat. Dog gonna keep me warm and tell me what to do after that.Sometimes before a hunt I get him up to my secret cave on the Farngod. Get the power of the dog strong inside me then. All his cunning. His sharp ears and cold eyes. The oldness of the mountain and all its knowing inside my secret place. And I need it inside me too. That's how I catch so many hares see.Dad say, you're strong like a Spartan, Willo. Could have left you out in the snow and you still gonna keep screeching.Dad say we're like Eskimos now. And when he tells me about Eskimos I got to believe him cos he been born before and knows what an Eskimo is.See, Dad got this book in his box filled with stuff from before, and when he gets it out he lets me look in it, and there are pictures of Eskimos in that book but they got funny faces not like us.Sometimes the grown-ups sit around the fire and give us a Tell about the old days--that's the days before everything got propercold. Everyone got trucks and cars back then. And stuff like electricity and hotbaths and water coming out the wall.That's always in the Tell.But like I say, that was in the oldtime, before the sea stop working, before the snow start to fall and fall and fall and don't stop. Grown-ups like remembering all that old-time stuff--they make out it's so the kids aint gonna forget, but I think they talk about it so they aint gonna forget it themselves.Sometimes I sit in the corner with my dog skull on. I know the stories roundside about, but the dog might like to hear them. Just like the little kids who sit at the front with their mouths all red and open like baby birds. They lap all that stuff up.I only get interested when the grown-ups talk about real things--like what's been happening in the city and the stealer camps by the power lines. Cos that stuff is more exciting than listening to a bunch of weary thin graybeards talking about hotbaths and food. But I don't need to tell you that--you probably got your own bunch of boring grown-ups to listen to.My dad though, he's all right. He's got enough boring old-time stuff inside him too, but he's my dad so I got a bit more time for him than all the rest mostly.Sometimes he sticks his arms around me and spouts on about how much he loves me and stuff that makes me feel a bit different inside. I don't mind it when my dad spout all that soft stuff, except that I get this feeling sort of hot like a strong wind blowing into my head--and it makes me want to cry. And I don't like that so I tell him to leave off which he usually do.But he's my dad like I said, and you got to respect your dad I reckon. My mum got dead when I been a baby still scrieking in my ass rags. That happen a lot up here when the snow been deep and your breath freeze in the air. But Magda live with Dad now, up in our end of the house. Magda's in charge of the little kids and I don't envy her that job. If it been me I'm gonna bash them all.Bash. Bash. Bash.But then I probably been just the same way annoying when I been small and Magda look after me too then, so she's all right, and she sometimes does that arm-hugging thing like my dad. But it's better cos she's careful to do it when no one's looking--she's clever like that, so I always keep my face and none of the other kids don't touch me for blubbing.Cos if I catch one of them blubbing I'm gonna stick it to them. That's probably why I'm not the most popular. But I don't care. I catch a lot of hares. And no one sticks it to me.But aint no point thinking on all that homespun stuff right now. The house gonna be cold but I got to sleep there or I'll freeze, even if the dog is scared. So I keep the wood on the sled and I tell the dog, leave off worrying, and I stick my head out from the rocks. But quietly all the same.Dad let the trees grow just like they want and they near growing under the door so you can't see the house except from up here on the hill. Gray stones built up good and strong in the walls though. You can see it took a long time to put those stones together so neat and make them all square around the windows. Those old-time people been proper clever.Magda get angry about once every month cos of those scrubby bare branches tapping on the walls but the grown-ups decide at the meeting that the trees are a good thing cos they keep the house hidden. Don't need anyone except farmer Geraint to know where we are and we been here near three years and no trouble, so Magda know to keep herself quiet now.I hope none of the little kids got clever and hid in the attic or nothing cos I don't want no crying kid around my legs if I been the only one left.That thought punch me right in the guts. Me being the only one left I mean.But it aint no time for getting soft. Cos I seen some boys who gone soft. Usually with a girl at the Barmuth Meet. Then they start blubbering on to the girl and that aint gonna last long if you ask me cos the girl always talk about it afterward, and then I'm gonna find out.But I aint too bothered about girls. Magda says I will get bothered. She says a girl is what I need. I don't know what she's talking about. It sound like I got something missing on me when Magda say stuff like that. I got all my arms and legs and even all my teeth still. So I aint got nothing missing so I don't see why I need anything--especially not a girl.What I need, Magda, is a GUN. That's what I want to say. I mean I got a knife. My dad got it from Geraint last year. One to keep--just for me. I trapped a lot of hares for that knife.But no gun.Geraint can't get me a gun really. He's just a farmer. I mean, heknows deer and skins roundside about, but he aint gonna be any good getting a gun for a straggler without papers. Geraint's got a gun himself. He got papers for it. He let me and Alice hold it once. But if you got a license like he has I guess you can get anything you like.Gun gonna make me feel pretty good right now. Being alone up here and everything. One day I'm gonna get one. I know where too. No one knows this but I been right over on the other side of the Farngod to the road where the power lines run. To a stealer camp. I reckon they got a gun and I'm gonna steal it if they come back next summer. I been there in the snow when they gone back to the city. I smelled it all roundside about and can get around in the dark, quiet like a fox. They aint never gonna know I been there. Until they can't find that gun.I like the thought of that. Stealing from a stealer. I got a laugh inside me when I thought that up.But I didn't tell no one about my plan cos Dad don't have no time for guns anyway. And he's gonna get angry if I tell him about the stealer camp cos he's as scared of stealers like they were starving dogs or something. But stealers don't move too far away from the power lines so all you need to do is hide somewhere quiet and far off if they come out. They aint gonna be wandering on the mountain long in their woollen rags.But what does Dad know? He don't sit out in the freezing wind with his fingers working slower and slower tying the wire up on the trap runs. I'd rather sit with a gun and get a dog every now and then than sit up on the Farngod in the snow all winter for hares, even though I'm the best there is at trapping.Somehow I got a knack for it from somewhere. Dad says it's cos I been born out on the mountain and don't know anything different. Maybe he's right. But I don't plan to spend my whole life on this mountain getting old and thin. My dad just waste his time dreaming of getting a license. When he aint dreaming he's getting angry about it. But they aint gonna give him a license. I know that. But he don't.Geraint knows it too, and he should know cos he's got one. He's allowed to farm his deer and go down to the city and sell stuff and have a gun and everything. Government even give him juice from the power line sometimes and a big fence around his farm to keep stealers out.My dad say it aint right that we don't get a license, we don't even get papers--so we can't sell our own animal skins. It make my dad angry. But Geraint don't come by too often and even I can see that we need him cos we aint never gonna get a license. That's for sure.If my dad complain, Geraint--sitting up all smart on his pony and laughing--says, go down to the road and get a truck ride to the city if you don't like it, Robin. You can be legal as you like then.Geraint find it funny when he say that to my dad. But my dad aint never gonna bring us all to some dirty cold tent in the shanties and not be able to move about or hunt or trap. No way. We aint gonna go down there to the government even if that mean we got no papers cos of it. When Geraint laugh like that at my dad he aint really being funny though. 
"Let's have a look what you got for me then, Robin," Geraint gonna say, getting off his horse, all mean."We need oats and salt and more alum--and Willo wants a knife," says my dad handing over my hare skins and the snowshoes Magda make."And I need pencils for the children," says Magda. She always got her own list."I can give you a hundred yuan for these skins and ten for the shoes," says Geraint."A hundred ten? We need more than that.""No papers, Robin--can't just sell them as easy as you think. A hundred ten's all I can do. But I'll get the boy a knife--a real Chinese one--and Magda her pencils on top. Because I'm trying to help. But nothing more."Dad go back in the house then and come out with one of the dog skins he been keeping. I know he don't want to sell it cos we need it for making new boots."What about with this one?" says my dad, looking at Magda. She nod.Well, there aint nothing Geraint don't know about fur and he see this dog skin is probably half wolf. He feel the skin with his short fingers."I'll give you two for the lot," says Geraint.Dad aint happy with that. I see it on his face--but what can he do? He got to agree.Geraint unroll his pack and give my dad a deer skin. "Hundred fifty for you when this is cured too." He got a bag of oats tied onhis saddle and he give it to Magda along with a bar of soap. He say it's from Alice.My dad's face goes a bit dark then, but he don't say nothing. We got the oats though so I guess Geraint aint all bad--cos he know he cheat us on the dog skin. After he got a baby with Alice and let her come up and live on his farm, he got softer with us like that."Don't forget the boy's knife," says Dad. "He nearly froze to death to get those extra skins." 
And that's how I got my knife. But I earned it proper good sitting up on the Farngod in the wind tying snares.When Geraint is gone my dad's dark face gets darker. Same as when he talks about me wearing my dog skull or when I don't speak to no one sometimes.He don't understand that to trap a dog I got to wear the dog skull and not talk to no one. I got to get the power just like with the hares, only stronger cos the dog is cleverer than a hare in some ways.But I think Dad got a dark face thinking about Alice, cos she was fourteen and they aint supposed to get a baby until they get older even though they can.That's what all the grown-ups agree at the Meet.But my sister Alice got a baby with Geraint when she was fourteen. And he's an old graybeard. But I don't know why it make Dad get that dark face. We got the oats. And the soap. I know Magda like the soap.Magda puts her arm around my dad. "We got the oats, Robin," she say.He push her arm away then. I think I see that Dad got wet eyes, but I can't be sure. My face gets all red when I see that and I go away from the house cos I got respect and he's my dad and I try and forget I ever saw it.Maybe I'm gonna steal the gun from Geraint instead of the stealers. Be easier too cos Geraint's old and spends all winter getting thin on the mountain like his fathers before him. There aint much to steal in the middle of the winter see.I don't know why I'm thinking of all this stuff though. There's more important things to think on now. Number One, I'm cold sitting here in the snow. Number Two, I got to have a plan. Don't know why I been talking in my head about the others.You're thinking wrong.Why?But I'm pleased the dog is talking to me. This dog must be half wolf he's so clever.You're thinking wrong because the others aren't in the house now. You're alone, boy. And gun or no gun, you've got to start thinking about things happening now. Like food and where you're going to sleep and what you're going to do if your pack has gone without you. 
See, I know the dog gonna help me.AFTER THE SNOW. Copyright © 2012 by S. D. Crockett. All rights reserved. Donnelley & Sons Company, Harrisonburg, Virginia. For information, address Feiwel and Friends, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.


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After the Snow 3.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 17 reviews.
Icecream18JA More than 1 year ago
Willo is an unusual character. He is wild in his own way, raised in a world where there is only one season-winter. He knows what he has to know, but isn't particularly educated...resulting in the book's slightly stilted dialogue. However, the author does a wonderful job with this odd dialogue, the reader will be placed more firmly in the situation the book portrays. The story starts when Willo returns home to find his entire family gone. Willo decides that he might try his sister's husband, a wily and untrustworthy man, first. He sets off and encounters an immediate obstacle-two starving children. Willo has to decide if he should save his own meager supplies or if he can help the two children...he must also think about his family. Willo's character, though unusual, was fun to read about. His descriptions of events and scenes make the whole novel seem much more real to the reader. He has a way of describing the environment that will paint that perfect picture in the readers' mind. The other characters are not focused too much upon. The young girl, one of the starving children, soon becomes a sort of companion to Willo. She eases his loneliness and appears to be dependent on him for the most part. The plot itself was fast-paced and interesting. Endless winter? Most of us cannot imagine that sort of environment, but the author manages to make it seem very possible. The scenes will drag in some parts and fly by in others. Overall, this book is worth at least one read-through and recommended to young adult/teen readers.
renkellym on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Like many survivor stories, After the Snow isn¿t exactly fun, per se. It¿s gritty and tough; Willo¿s life after losing his family is pretty darn hard (and it was that way before he lost them, too). S.D. Crockett isn¿t afraid to show her readers blood, gore, and suffering. This can be a good thing, because it increases our emotional reaction to Willo¿s struggle, but it¿s also tough to read through. I enjoyed the harsh realism to a point, but there were certain parts of the story that were tough to stomach. If you¿re sensitive, you might want to be wary of After the Snow.S.D. Crockett¿s writing style is a bit reminiscent of Patrick Ness¿ in The Knife of Never Letting Go: it¿s close to steam-of-consciousness, and it¿s written in a dialect that takes some getting used to. This kind of writing really adds to the experience of the novel; it helps us understand a bit more about the culture in which Willo was raised (that is, the groups that survived S.D. Crockett¿s imagined apocalypse scenario). This style also gives us a better feel for Willo as a character: we access his inner thoughts and doubts though internal dialects he holds with a dog skull he wears on his head. Aside from this subtle characterization, Willo isn¿t the easiest to connect with, but he¿s still quite a trouper, and it¿s easy to sympathize with him.After the Snow didn¿t quite impress me as much as I¿d hoped. The story focused more on the struggle of a single boy, rather than on that of a people as a whole. It was interesting, but not gripping. If survival stories are your thing, I think you¿ll enjoy S.D. Crockett¿s debut.
lilibrarian on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The climate has changed, and Europe is in a new ice age. People are huddled together in poverty striken cities and shantytowns, slaving for the government in coal mines and power plants. A few live out in the wilds. Known as stragglers they live as the pioneers did. When the government comes to clear them out, Willo was out snaring hares. he came home to an empty house. He sets out to find refuge, and finds a girl, also alone.
SusieBookworm on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
After the Snow is pretty near perfect. The idea of the storyline is unique, the plot rarely drags, and the author's writing is nice and cohesive. I found the writing style and overall content to be more of a middle-grade read than a YA one (minus a bit of profanity towards the end), though it's certainly a great read for either target group.I loved Crockett's idea for the apocalypse/dystopia. It picks up on current issues over global warming, sustainable practices, and ethics, but these are rather muted and a background to the characters' adventures. Every once in a while, the author will delve deeper into the issues running behind everything. Part of what's unique about After the Snow as a dystopia is also the method of resistance, based more on a utopian theory than fighting the oppressors. The novel becomes more about a teenage boy finding himself and understanding the world, unlike other YA sci-fi books where the characters are just trying to bust the system.
DarkFaerieTales on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Review Courtesy of Dark Faerie TalesQuick & Dirty: After the Snow is difficult to get in to because of the narration style and the reason for what is happening is never fully developed.Opening Sentence: I¿m gonna sit here in my place on the hill behind the house. Waiting. And watching.The Review:After the Snow starts when Willo sees his family being taken away in trucks, and he runs off to hide in a cave until they leave. The time period is never clearly stated, but we find out that this takes place in Europe after the weather drastically changed, leaving the world blanketed in endless snow. Willo lives out in the woods away from civilization with his father, step-mother, and lots of kids. He never feels like he fits in well, so he spends most of his time hunting and praying to his dog skull to inherit some of the dog¿s qualities. The dog often speaks to him and gives him advice on what he should do. He takes the dog¿s advice sometimes, but ignores it when he disagrees.He knows he is alone now, so Willo sets out for the closest homestead where he thinks he will find answers about why his family is missing. Unfortunately, he never makes it there. Instead, Willo comes across two abandoned children in an empty house along the way. The dog tells Willo to leave them, but he comes back the next day, and takes the only living girl, Mary, with him. The world is a harsh and brutal one, but Willo knows how to hold his own against nature. When it comes to people and towns, he has no clue how to act. Willo and Mary are picked up by a caravan heading to the nearest city. The two get separated in the city, but both manage to survive for a while until they are brought back together through unusual means.It is not until almost to the end of the book that we find out anything about the political situation going on. The town seems to be under some sort of marshal law, and the citizens are terrified. A certain book by John Blovyn that urged people to live freely in nature instead of cities has been banned, and anyone with a copy is treated like a criminal. The book with the revolutionary status is not unknown to Willo, but he never really sees the importance of it. Honestly, this portion of the book did not seem well executed. I still do not really know why the Blovyn¿s book was a killing offence to own. This may be because it came through Willo¿s point of view, and he did not care much about books. I would have liked to see the political side developed more. All it did was leave me confused since I didn¿t know why so many people were dying.This book is told from Willo¿s point of view and in his voice. By that I mean his sentence structure and word choices are very primitive. He knows how to read, but he can hardly form a complete, correct sentence. I have to admit that it was extremely hard to get through the first time I tried to read After the Snow. The second time I tried, I was able to get used to it, but the speech patterns are very jarring and uneven.Notable Scene:¿Anybody here?¿I got to listen good, cos if someone been upstairs waiting for me, I want to hear them creaking on the floor above.But the only creaking is just the old house moving in the cold.And there aint no answer.I put my hand against the wall and feel my way down the passage. I can feel every lump under the cold plaster, and I know my palm¿s gonna be dusty white if I can see it. I come to the coats still hanging on the pegs, the fur all soft. But no one go out without their coat in this weather? I don¿t understand why the coats still here and the people aint.I got a funny feeling about being all alone in the house, cos my back¿s to the door and it¿s dark and I don¿t like it with no one here.But like the dog say, Can¿t stop to think about that now.I get to the kitchen, the same roundside smells seeping out of the dark. I tap along the beam to find the box of tinder, cos I got none in my pouch¿but the box fall to the floor with a bang. It really make me jump, and I got t
deslivres5 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I would categorize this as a bit of "The Road" for YA: dystopian society caused by environmental factors, still unravelling a few generations after the event.
exlibrisbitsy on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
In a post-apocalyptic world plunged into an ice age after a period of dramatically shifting climate society is coming unglued. On the outskirts of this society, independent and surviving on their own, lives Willo and his family. They eke out an existence in a world turned cold by hunting, trapping and working what little farm land there is in the very brief spring and summer. Willo has gone half-savage in many ways. He wears the skull of a dog on his head, doesn¿t read very much or very well, and spends most of his days out setting traps in the freezing, driving snow with an instinct for hunting honed from growing up in the midst of an ice age. It¿s the only world he has ever known.One day his family is taken by men in trucks while Willo is gone and he comes back to find that he is now all alone in this freezing wilderness. What follows is his journey to survive in the cold while finding answers for where his family has gone. What he discovers is ultimately almost more than he can understand, but is chilling for the reader that understands all too well.This is another novel that uses phonetic spelling in speech to convey how Willo communicates and relates to the world. His thoughts are also simply arranged and laid out. This did not bother me in After the Snow as much as it did in Blood Red Road. I think, in that case, the punctuation was a deal breaker for me. In After the Snow the quote marks were left intact so it increased the readability for me and as I was able to enjoy the spelling for its original purpose, gaining more insight into the speaker by being able to read not just what they said but how they said it.We see things from Willo¿s point of view throughout and his point of view is pretty limited since he grew up outside of main stream society. He is left in the dark a lot about what is really going on and further more often doesn¿t care because so much of what happened to bring about the ice age and society¿s collapse is just completely outside of his circle of things he cares about. Willo is very practical, they are in an ice age now and that¿s what needs to be dealt with, he¿s concerned with survival not politics. That being said there is a lot of politics between the lines that is sailing right over Willo¿s head but is there for the reader to understand and piece together. The final picture will leave you cold.After the Snow was written in response to Snowmageddon back in 2009, when the U.K. found itself buried alive and London simply shut down for a few days. What if it kept on snowing? What if winter never ended? What would modern society do, and how would it function and survive, in the midst of an ice age? You¿ll have to read the book yourself to find out.I received this book for free to review.
hashford on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The book opens with 15 year old Willo, just returned from a hunting trip, looking down at his home, a remote homestead in the wilds of Snowdonia, and wondering where everyone has gone. Alone, and unprepared for survival in the wilds, Willo sets off to find out what happened to them. This is a book about survival in harsh conditions, self-reliance and self-discovery, adventure and friendship. It is written from a teenage point of view, and will definitely appeal to this age range, but it also has enough quality of writing and depth of concept to keep the adult reader fully engaged.Highly recommended.
19pagej More than 1 year ago
After the Snow, by S.D. Crockett, is a story based on if winter never ended. This story is places during the ice age. The protagonist is a crazy character who only knows the season of winter. His name is Willo. Willo is an exciting character and once he meets Mary, he becomes a whole other person and makes life threatening decisions to help her and her father. Willo tries, but very slowly, to help her out on her mountain threats such as the Stealers that have tried to kill her and him. Willo becomes more gentle throughout this book and get a little less rough as you would say when it comes to survival. One of the themes in After the Snow is instincts, to keep all of them alive throughout the life long winter. As winter goes on Willo and Mary lose each other and eventually they meet up again after following trails and signs of life for months. In the book is the idea of tactics. Germaint always tries to break in to get supplies and find easier, smarter ways around plenty of things in this book. In the beginning of the story Willo finds a dead dog that was once the leader of the Rhinogs pack on the snowy hills. He stitched the dogs skull to his hat and cleaned it up and put stones in the eyes for it to “see” again. He hears voices from the dog telling him what to do to help him and decisions to make and he always hears the dog telling him how grateful he was. Willo also heard a lot of his dad’s voice sinse he was gone like Magda was gone too. All he had was that Dog until on his adventure through winter he found them, he found them all. Willo’s character had a way of letting the reader see the picture of what’s really going on and it made the book so much better because you could feel the same way he felt without even being there. When compared to another survival like book, The Boy in the striped Pajamas, Willo figures out better and smarter ways to get food and finding his family and friends unlike Shmuel. Unlike Shmuel, Once Willo finds a girl he meets he doesn’t bring her back into the Nazi operation sights, he takes her somewhere safe and protected away from all the danger, trying to save her from the Stealers too. Overall, this is an exciting story about a boy trying to find his way through winter to find his loved ones and discovers more friendly people to help him on his journey. On his journey he comes across many difficult obstacles to overcome, which he tries his best at, and beats his way to find them. With exciting, jaw dropping, nail biting parts in this story that get you off your seat, this book receives 5 out of 5 stars. Since this book has some mild language, children 12 or younger should wait until middle school.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
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224perweek More than 1 year ago
I might have been able to enjoy it if I could of understood it better. Very difficult to read in the broken english way it was written in. Took me twice as long as normal to read. Otherwise, the story was ok. Too many unfinished parts to the story.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I do not even know where to begin with this horrendous thing someone decided to call a novel. I am an avid reader, and I love books. I hate to return a library book unfinished, but the extremely poor execution of what could have been a decent idea was too much to bear. I wish I could give it negative thirty seven stars. Yes, it was that bad. Safe yourself from the tragedy that is this waste of literary space.
k_j_9_7 More than 1 year ago
Our school library got some new books, and as one of maybe 5 students that frequents the place, I was told about the new books. I picked this one out. The cover looked interesting and the story sounded interesting. I'm sure the story would be interesting, if I could've gotten past page 33. The writing style is terrible. It is told completely in slang. It took me an hour to read those 33 pages and understand what was going on. I plan on returning this book as soon as I get the chance and checking out something that isn't terrible. How many authors books don't get published, while this one did? A kindergartner with a good vocabulary could've written this book, since the author obviously doesn't understand how to use contractions or how to pluralize words. Don't waste your money on this book. If you must read it, borrow it from a library. It's definitely not worth the money.
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kimba88 More than 1 year ago
After the Snow is the debut novel of author S.D. Crockett. Crockett brings us a dystopian set near a Welsh mountain during an ice age. Unending snow has shut down society and forced humans into settlements. This tale shares with us the journey of a fifteen year old boy, as he searches for his family. While the author captures the landscape with beautiful imagery, I found the lack of world building and the pace to be difficult. The tale is told from the perspective of fifteen year old Willo. Willo was born on the mountains and lives in a home of the grid with his father, siblings and a group of strangers who have formed a family unit. The story opens with Willo sitting in a cluster of trees and rocks above his home. We learn that his entire family has been taken. He is alone and fearful of returning to the house. He can still hear their screams. He takes solace and seeks comfort from his companion &ldquo;dog&rdquo;. The author through Willo gives us a brief history of what life was like on the mountain, of his father and his family. Here the author gives us clues as to what may have happen. We learn that everything is controlled by ANPEC. They guard the settlements, control food and electricity and arrest those without papers. Willo decides to travel to the home of his sister to get answers and find his father. His journey has him facing death, saving a young girl, named Mary and entering the settlements. As he travels, we learn more about his father and his role in an underground movement. We meet many different characters throughout the tale. Some help Willo and others use him. Crockett gives each character originality and depth. The dialect through the entire book is told in the voice of Willo. This language is entirely in slang and at first I thought the author&rsquo;s intent was to paint him as uneducated, however we later learn he is simple. Willo&rsquo;s companion &ldquo;dog&rdquo; is dead. Willo has cleaned the bones and sewn them, along with the dog hide onto his cap and coat. Picture this child walking around with the skull of a large dog on his head. All of Willo&rsquo;s decisions in the first half of the book are made after consulting &ldquo;dog&rdquo;. The dog's voice is lyrical and spiritual as he guides Willo. Willo doesn&rsquo;t trust easily and is leery of the people he meets. He connects with Mary, and even when he is away from her he makes plans to find her. Willo faces a lot of difficult situations and relies on his father&rsquo;s teachings and the voice of &ldquo;dog&rdquo;. The tale moves at an uneven clip. It starts of strong, then in the middle it becomes stagnant and it is here that I almost quit the book. I seriously thought about making this my first DNF. I set the book down for the evening and resumed reading the next day. The third part of the book picks up and in my opinion was the strongest part of the tale. The world-building frustrated me. Crockett paints the ice age beautifully and I could picture the mountains and over run settlements but the lack of information kept me from truly connecting. I cannot tell you for sure the time period. There is a mention of WWI, so this may have occurred before WWII? I know it takes place somewhere in Europe. I know that people dream of escaping to China. We learn the settlements and cities are controlled by a militia under the control of ANPEC. There is a movement to escape this oppressive area and those in the movement study and follow a book by John Blovyn. As we learn more about Willo's Dad, the story loses some of its pla