With the release of my first dystopian novel, Natural Selection, I’ve paused to understand exactly what dystopian means. Some might say it’s a dysfunctional society in a dysfunctional world. A world filled with extreme hard times, mostly for the average human being as there always seems to be a higher class that still lives in the lap of luxury.

Or it might be the last remains of a dying civilization with hope balanced on the shoulders of a sole individual or a few individuals.

Or it might be the collapse of society as we know it in the developed countries. This means those living in isolated locations, such tribes and people with little or no contact with modern man, are not affected.