|| A Canticle for Leibowitz
|| Walter M. Miller
||Down the long centuries after the Flame Deluge scoured the earth clean, the monks of the Order of St. Leibowitz the Engineer kept alive the ancient knowledge. In their monastery in the Utah desert, they preserved the precious relics of their founder: the blessed blueprint, the sacred shopping list and the holy shrine of Fallout Shelter.Watched over by an immortal wanderer, they witnessed humanity’s rebirth from ashes, and saw reenacted the eternal drama of the struggle between light and darkness, life and death. 
| Why I Loved It:
||Probably one for my very first post-apocalyptic novels, I read this early in college when science fiction was the farthest thing from my TBR pile. Always a lover of fantasy, high low and everything in between, I saw SciFi as the realm of nerdy boys. Yes, thank you, I do see the irony. This was the beginning of my own realization that I was myself a nerdy girl and perhaps if I had just read this book sooner I would have been happier. It also set up a life long love affair with post-apocalyptic/dystopian novels.
| Who would like this:
||If you are someone trying to work through the classic of Sci Fi, if you loved The Road and The Stand this is the book for you.
||“The closer men came to perfecting for themselves a paradise, the more impatient they became with it, and with themselves as well. They made a garden of pleasure, and became progressively more miserable with it as it grew in richness and power and beauty; for then, perhaps, it was easier to see something was missing in the garden, some tree or shrub that would not grow. When the world was in darkness and wretchedness, it could believe in perfection and yearn for it. But when the world became bright with reason and riches, it began to sense the narrowness of the needle’s eye, and that rankled for a world no longer willing to believe or yearn.”