Because the thing about the end of the world is that it happens all the time. Someone leaves and it's the end of the world. Someone comes back and it's the end of the world. Water in the Desert, Fire in the Night is a novel about hope, wolves, companionship, and resilience; hunger and hope. It's about an underachieving millennial, a retired midwife, and a charismatic Dubliner who set out from London after the end of the world to a sanctuary in the southern Alps. It's about packing light and choosing the right companions and trousers: what's worth knowing, what's worth living, and holding on to your sense of humour in moments big and small. It's about the fact that the world ends all the time. It's about what to do next.