A4 contributor Steev Gillies ruminates on life at the end of the world. Conclusion: humor is essential and so is being the fiercest cannibal on the ruined streets of Pittsburgh.
Steev was born in Brazil but mostly grew up in the town in Alabama that has Space Camp. Artifice 4 contains his first published fiction, although his writing has appeared in The AV Club and the American Journal of Orthopedics. Also, The Believer once published an essay calling his great-great-great grandfather “quite possibly the greatest failure that ever lived.” So there’s that.
1. Preferred type of apocalypse (plague, nuclear holocaust, ice age, etc.):
I grew up figuring it would be nuclear. I guess I’d want to be proven right?
2. Preferred post-apocalyptic city:
Well, I live in Pittsburgh and tend to agree with the majority of Hollywood location scouts.
3. Preferred anti-zombie weapon:
4. Top five necessities to bring to the fallout shelter:
Flashlight, blanket, box of comic books, Ramen noodles, Snoopy doll.
5. Describe said fallout shelter:
They say in the event of nuclear war, the human race will regress to its earlier forms. My fallout shelter would be a place I could get a head start.
6. Who would be in your post-apocalyptic gang?
Someone for comic relief, a scheming rival to keep me on my toes, and a pet dog, but mostly sniveling yes men.
7. You’re the new charismatic leader of a cult of your choosing. What do you wear to your first meeting? Barcelona jersey.
8. Spirit guide?
9. If you had to eat another author (in Artifice 4 or otherwise) who would it be and why?
I would take any opportunity to eat any author for the simple reason that this is a competitive business.
10. Sigmund Freud had a morbid fear of ferns. Elaborate.
This is news to me. My Sigmund Freud action figure fears nothing.