Much of New York is experiencing a power outage right now, including pretty much all of downtown Manhattan (where, incidentally, I live). The reason: Hurricane Sandy, or “Franken-storm as the press has dramatically dubbed it in its inimitable style, caused an explosion at the 14th Street power station. It happens that in my book, Those That Wake, there was a two-week power outage in downtown Manhattan brought on by an explosion at the 14th Street power station. I’m not claiming any sort of prescience here – in my book it was the result of a terrorist attack . . . maybe – but I will say it’s rather surreal to be suffering the consequences of an event that, until three days ago, had been purely imaginary.
I wonder if, years from now, when people read the book, they'll think I got the idea from when Hurricane Sandy blew through.