Sheridan writes character-driven post-apocalypse stories, focusing not so much on the events that changed the world as he does on the characters that survived the devastation. In Eastwood, Sheridan continues the story of the survivors of a devastating plague that has wiped out most of humanity, leaving behind a few ordinary people. These ordinary people, just like you and me, now struggle for safety, security, and a home, some using peaceful methods, some not so much.
I read the story quickly, as the writing was smooth and most of the narrative was driven by the conversations of the characters. This I enjoyed - there was no monotheistic voice-over of the writer that recounted for the reader the who, where, what, and why of plot details. Instead, the reader was put directly into the minds and actions of the characters. What I didn't enjoy so much, however, was the sheer number of new characters that were introduced, at a very rapid pace, with what appeared to me to be obvious imminent connections. For example, a young girl meets an old grandma while she is foraging, and the two decide to partner. They encounter two handicapped men, a blind man who acts as the arms and legs for a disabled man in a wheelchair. As they lament their need for farmland and cows and goats, another player is introduced, that of young George, a kid alone on a huge farm, his family dead, struggling to keep the farm going. You can see where this is going. Tab A, meet Slot B. A little too formulaic for me. I also didn't get enough of my favorite vacationing Irish couple, who appeared in maybe one or two short chapters. Overall, a good read, and although I do not think it represents Sheridan's best efforts, I would recommend it.