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Wednesday, September 17, 2025

An Evil Guest by Gene Wolfe

"The rich are his clients.  Rich people, governments—they're all rich, never let anybody tell you different—and rich corporations.  Nobody else can afford his fees.  He takes the money and does what they want.  Sometimes it's good.  Sometimes it isn't.  He's a wizard.  I'll give him that."
Back when it was pretty new, I read 2008's An Evil Guest by Gene Wolfe, a man whose knowledge of genre literature, high literature, and science and technology, as well as his deep philosophical, emotional and intellectual commitments, prolificity and abilities as a wordsmith probably make him the greatest or the ultimate speculative fiction writer, and I have to admit it didn't make much of an impression on me.  As I recall, its relatively simple style (compared to something like The Book of the New Sun, which is full of hard words and elaborate images and difficult to follow passages) underwhelmed me and the fact that much of it was set in the world of the Broadway-style musical theatre and dealt with detective genre goop didn't grab me. But today I am a more mature and more patient reader and somewhat less dismissive of mystery writing conventions and a little less dismissive of Broadway, so this month, a month in which a lot of my time has been taken up with the pursuit of the almighty dollar and dealing with my family, I gave An Evil Guest another shot.  I read a scan of a first edition.    

An Evil Guest is set in an alternate/future Earth where mind-reading and necromancy are real, cancer was cured a year and a half ago, and the human race has developed a warp drive, with the result that rich people own private "hoppers" the size of automobiles and can explore the universe on their own and the United States is in diplomatic contact with an alien civilization on planet Woldercan.  We readers don't learn all this stuff immediately from the omniscient third-person narrator or in blocks of exposition, but in dribs and drabs in the conversation of our characters.  The text of An Evil Guest consists largely of dialogue, snappy repartee made up of brief and clever sentences in which characters offer the reader and each other info in an ofttimes oblique manner, and often involuntarily--again and again characters do that Sherlock Holmes thing in which they intuit something from clues within another character's speech.  

An Evil Guest has three principal characters, and they form a love triangle.  As with the setting, we learn about these people's personalities and lives through dialogue, in bits and pieces, sometimes learning very important things about them quite late in the game, and, since our info comes from the spoken words of people who are all experts in art of deception who are trying to manipulate each other we have every reason to doubt the truth of everything we learn.  We've got our protagonist, Cassie Casey, an attractive stage actress based in some northern American city.  (We eventually learn it is the New England town of Kingsport from H. P. Lovecraft's oeuvre.)  We've got Gideon Chase, a famous college professor, a philosopher who is also known among the elite as "a wizard" who can solve almost any problem for those willing to pay his astronomical prices.  In the first of An Evil Guest's chapters the President of the United States hires Chase to help the Feds deal with our third lead character, Bill Reis.  The President considers Reis terribly evil, and so elusive that the federal government can't seem to keep track of him or figure out just what he is up to.  Or so the Commander-in-Chief and his chief lackey say.  Reis is like the richest man in the world and owns many businesses of all types--banks, restaurants, you name it--often under assumed names, and he is in close contact with the aliens on Woldercan, people who have a large supply of gold, which they can apparently create via molecular manipulation.  (This novel is all about taking something and changing it into something else, or at least making it look like something else.)  Cassie is almost always "on screen," but Chase and Reis just show up occasionally, though their actions drive the plot more than Cassie's, and Cassie and minor characters are always talking about and acting in response to these two mega-rich operators.

What unites Cassie, Chase and Reis is that they are all famous important people whose names, identities, and appearances are constantly changing, Cassie must mundanely, she being an actress whose assumption of other names and identities is (initially, at least) overt and expected by those around her.  False names, shape shifting and people assuming multiple identities are a major theme of An Evil Guest, with even the many minor characters often pulling such shenanigans--a cop looks like one of Cassie's two ex-husbands; two people with the same name show up, one impersonating the other; people whom we have been led to believe are good turn out to be evil or vice versa; and on and on.  A werewolf even makes an appearance.   

I won't go into all the twists and turns of the plot, which includes in its first two thirds lots of detective story elements like minor characters getting kidnapped and murdered, leaving Cassie and us readers wondering who committed these foul deeds and why, and then science fiction stuff like hyperdrive travel and interaction with alien; in the final third the scene shifts into Weird Tales territory and Cassie finds herself on a tropical island near R'lyeh where she must contend with worshippers of Cthulhu.

Early in the book, Chase, wanting to use Cassie to help him get a hold of Reis, takes the actress to the top of a mountain and performs some manner of eldritch ceremony there--afterwards Cassie is irresistibly beautiful and charismatic, and attracts Reis to her like a moth to a flame.  Both Chase and Reis quickly fall in love with Cassie, and compete for her at the same time they are trying to use her to learn about each other and perhaps control or destroy each other.  Though the Lovecraftian elements of An Evil Guest are in-your-face obvious, we might also see Wolfe's novel as having a plot much like an A. E. van Vogt production--the main character gains special powers and becomes embroiled in the conflicts and machinations of the superpowered elites who run the world behind the scenes and things get crazier and crazier as the story proceeds.  But as I have already suggested, Cassie, in contrast to many of the Canadian madman's heroes, is closer to a puppet or a victim than to a genius who masters the omni-science of Nexialism or prepares mankind to rule the sevagram or otherwise willfully launches a paradigm shift.   

In the second third of the novel Cassie is the star of a musical financed by Reis to be a vehicle for her--thanks to Chase's sorcery, Cassie is a brilliant singer and a top-class dancer and makes a success of the show, which I think Wolfe intends us to think is silly and stupid, though at the same time its tropical island and volcano god content foreshadows the final third of the novel.  New players, significantly government entities, stride on to the scene and themselves try to manipulate Cassie--the aforementioned kidnapping and murdering are part of this manipulation.  This portion of the novel makes explicit that this America is one in which federal agencies are totally corrupt, ignoring the elected political leadership and acting independently as they compete with each other for power; these agencies are not above murdering innocent people.  Gideon Chase and Bill Reis, fabulously wealthy and ultracompetent businessmen, swim with the government entities in this same pool of jockeying elites who ignore the law, where alliances are ever-shifting and the economy of which is based on exchanging favors.  A local police official tells Cassie, referring to Chase, that 

"Our friend helps me out sometimes, and I repay him whenever I can. There's a lot of that in my business."

Another of the players among these corrupt elites is the news media.  One of the things that makes Wolfe an exciting and unusual writer is that in a genre full of atheists who are libertarians and atheists who are commies, Wolfe is a committed Catholic and a conservative, and in An Evil Guest Wolfe takes some swipes at that perennial punching bag of all right wingers, the mainstream media.  Cassie has a friend who is a reporter who (like just about everybody) seems more interested in using Cassie to further her career or other desires than being her friend.  Early in the book Gideon Chase remarks that "Newspapers are not notorious for their painstaking accuracy."  One of the starkest but also subtle ways in which Wolfe suggests the world he is depicting, in particular its government and the media, is corrupt and reprehensible is through a TV news report that indicates that in this alternate USA women who regret their pregnancies are allowed to kill their children up to one year after birth and left-wing activists are pushing for the right to kill children up to age five.  A TV news reader presents this little tidbit this way:

"In an unrelated story, the Supreme Court has extended the period for post-parturition terminations to one year. Civil rights organizations continue to press for five for defectives."

This news story comes after a commercial in which a bottle of ketchup uncaps itself and pours out its own contents in a "crimson fountain," perhaps Wolfe priming us to think of blood and perhaps even self-destruction (a society that murders its children is one that is killing itself) and a report about the collision of a train and a school bus.  (Putting "In an unrelated story" between two different stories about dead children is one of Wolfe's little jokes.)  This news program, delivered dead pan and casually by the talking head but gruesome to us readers, also includes notice that famous philosopher Gideon Chase was injured in an assassination attempt.  (One of An Evil Guest's many instances of shape-changing is Chase having to have a limb amputated after he is shot and getting a battery of prostheses for use in different circumstances.) 

The euphemistic references to the murder of children is one of the grimmer examples of wordplay in An Evil Guest, which includes some lame puns and plenty of jokes and clues within people's names.  Cassie's agent has the last name "Youmans;" one woman's first name is "India," a source of jokes, and her assistant's full name is "Ebony White;" Cassie calls Gideon Chase "Gid" which of course looks a lot like "God," and another man is named "Gil" which is only one letter away from "Gid"--is it Chase in disguise?  One of the more clever pieces of wordplay is an adage Cassie whips out during a one-sided discussion of religion and good and evil with her perplexed journalist friend: "add nothing to God and you get good."  Did Wolfe come up with this or is it famous?  Are we supposed to think Cassie, who is often portrayed as ignorant, came up with this, or that she got it from Chase, the philosopher who has proclaimed that good and evil do not exist?

The final third An Evil Guest is more fantastical and has more of the flavor of horror fiction than detective fiction, and is less dialogue-oriented, with more images and more action.  Reis has Cassie brought to a Polynesian archipelago of which he is king--Cassie is considered queen by the inhabitants, Reis's subjects, whom we hear again and again are tall and fat.  Also among these islands we find that among the secret elites always negotiating or fighting a shadow war with each other behind the scenes and determining Earth's fate are various monster gods, including a shape-shifting shark god and Great Cthulhu himself, whose sunken city R'lyeh rests nearby.  Wolfe delivers a good horror sequence involving a woman killed by a shark and two very good horror sequences involving, first, a female Cthulhu worshipper who tries to get Cassie to betray Reis, and, second, a female private investigator hired by Reis to infiltrate the Cthulhu cult.  This poor P.I. becomes a living dead tool of Cthulhu and has horrifying experiences down in R'lyeh and back on the surface; her adventures are probably the most immediately effective scenes/or in the novel.

Who will live and who will die in the cataclysmic battle that erupts when Reis manipulates the US Navy into attacking R'lyeh?  Who is a Cthulhu worshipper and who is willing to die to save humanity?  Will Cassie end up with either of the two powerful men who love her?  Will the reader be able to figure out the significance of all the vague complicated hints in the Afterword about time travel and cloning?  Can it be that people who have died are going to reappear, and/or that some of the characters we have met are in fact clones or younger or older versions of other characters?  

What else can we say about An Evil Guest?  Well, there is a theme that wealth and gold are perhaps more trouble than they are worth (the quote from which the novel's title is taken and which serves as its epigraph suggests as much) but then there is also the suggestion that businesspeople are more honest and better stewards of society than politicians and other government bastards.  Is the world depicted in the novel, one in which infanticide is the norm and, apparently, Cthulhu is the real ruler of the Earth, some kind of satire of our real world where abortion is common and dictatorship and terrorism are rife? 

Then we have the fact that our main character is an attractive woman who has been victimized and exploited her entire life and who has two failed marriages behind her.  Like all the novel's characters, our feelings about Cassie must be ambiguous.  Is she a heroine, or just a pawn, a victim, of others?  Does Cassie ever really make a decision, ever accomplish a goal, or is she just pushed hither and thither by others, used by others and rescued by others?  The difficult experiences she endures after the battle between Cthulhu and the US Navy change her looks, but do they teach her how to be self-sufficient?  At the end of the novel Cassie is about to start a new phase of life; can we safely hope she will be happy and/or the mistress of her own fate, or is this new phase of life just the product of her being rescued by others yet again and should we expect Cassie to pull another blunder and enter into a third unhappy marriage?

An Evil Guest is a novel about dangerous space aliens, dangerous technologies and dangerous supernatural powers, but at its core it is a story about sexual relationships (and, after all, what could be more dangerous than sex?)  Wolfe offers theories of sexual relationships that I assume are pretty mainstream among regular people but perhaps not the kinds of theories that would be voiced among the educated, as Cassie and Wolfe acknowledge.  Why do Reis and Chase fall in love with Cassie?  Because she is good looking!  And what inspires Cassie's love for them in return?  It seems like she likes them because they are wealthy, successful, big and strong, and offer her gifts and attention.  Cassie seems fascinated by Chase's hi-tech automobile, and as for Reis, Cassie says to another character (referring to Reis by using one of the man's numerous aliases, "Wallace")

"Wally's strong, really strong.  We're not supposed to like strong men, but we do.  Or most of us do.  I do.  I know too many wimps already.  Wally says he loves me, and he means it.  I can tell.  It's hard not to like somebody who loves you."

An Evil Guest is a (take your pick) realistic or cynical book that tells you the world and people are the way you fear they are, not the way you hope they are.  Yikes!

Finally, can I recommend An Evil Guest?  Well, I like it, but I don't love it.  The style is smooth and easy to enjoy even if you have trouble keeping track of what is going on with all the detective parts in the first half or so and with all the time distortion and clone elements in the ending.  The horror stuff in the islands section is remarkably good.  And Wolfe gives us quite a bit to think over on the level of philosophy and when it comes to what actually happens in the story--some will embrace all the mystery and ambiguity, while others will complain that there is no real resolution of some of the plot elements and that we don't really find out what happens to many of the characters.  We don't even know if Cthulhu is OK! 

Wednesday, April 2, 2025

Gene Wolfe: "Going to the Beach," "The Green Wall Said" and "Mountains Like Mice"

Through the Hoopla "app" I have borrowed an electronic copy of the 2023 Gene Wolfe collection The Wolfe at the Door.  Let's read three stories from it that I have chosen because their titles are intriguing.

"Going to the Beach" (1973)

"Going to the Beach" debuted in a 1973 anthology of all-new stories edited by Roger Elwood, Showcase, and apparently languished in obscurity until 2023.  

This is a good surprise ending story about the automated future in which most jobs are done by machines or androids, who it seems are mechanical robots, not artificial but organic and live humans, as they are in some stories.  Our main character is stuck doing a job that hasn't been automated yet, and he is pretty bitter and unhappy about it--while out and about he sees some people whose jobs are automated and who thus have leisure time; these lucky bastards are riding the train to the beach, and he envies them.  (A flashback suggests that what job you get is based on how well you do on tests in your youth--this is another of those socialistic futures, I guess, in which the government manages e every jot and tittle of the economy.)  An android prostitute tries to pick up our guy--he tells her he has no money but she persists and manages to badger him into letting her into his apartment.  She only really wanted to plug into his wall socket for two or three hours to recharge, anyway.  Another android, an engineer, comes by the apartment.  This engineer has brought our guy something to work on, and the two argue a little over when he will be done with it and the engineer will come back for it.  What exactly it is, I had a little trouble figuring out.  The main character turns out to be a writer (this very story we are reading, "Going to the Beach," is the story he begins typing away as the story ends) so at first I thought maybe the engineer had brought him a new typewriter, but now I think the engineer brought him a bundle of paper, of documents, something a computer had written, and the human has to copyedit it.  The writer is participating in the process of automating his own job, of putting himself out of work.  The engineer obliquely points out the irony of the situation, reminding the writer that in the past luddites attacked the machines they feared were going to replace them.  

Perhaps mirroring how workers in this world came to embrace being put out of work, it seems like the main character is warming up to the android sex worker, and may end up starting a relationship with her, even though such a relationship is bound to be ersatz and sterile--she doesn't have real human feelings and cannot bear him children.

In addition to the idea revealed by the surprise ending, that the creative work of a writer cannot be duplicated by a machine (but we are heading there), a theme which feels like something ripped from today's headlines, "Going to the Beach" addresses issues of class, sex, and whether or not robots might have real feelings and deserve some or all of the rights actual humans enjoy.  But the oddest, most original, thing about "Going to the Beach" is the attitude about work of the writer and his society.  It is pretty common, in SF stories that feature societies in which robots do all the work, for the author to suggest that a lack of work has a terrible effect on people; they get depressed or turn to crime or addictions and stop having children and so on, because work--struggle, problem solving, pursuing goals and overcoming obstacles--is what gives life meaning.  And Wolfe maybe means his story to convey the same message, but nobody in the story voices that message directly--just the opposite!  In "Going to the Beach," the guy with a job feels that he can't have a real life, can't have a family, because he has to work, while those on the dole have families and are happily living it up.  While it has been typical throughout history for being on public assistance to bear a stigma, this society's culture and establishment actively frown on work and workers--people who did well on the test and have no work get "Honorable Income," a government handout that is "crisp, clean currency," while those who work get "work money, greasy and dirty."  The writer is even surprised the android whore wants to be with him, as a man who has to work for money is thus of very low status--why doesn't she join the beachgoers and try to pick up one of them?  It is hinted that she feels some class solidarity that reaches across the lone between living worker and robot worker.

Like so many Wolfe stories, this one has a plot that is something of a puzzle and is dense with thought-provoking material besides.  "Going to the Beach" is the most ambitious and complex of the stories we are reading today.   

"The Green Wall Said" (1967)

"The Green Wall Said" first saw print in Michael Moorcock's New Worlds, in an issue with an installment of the serialized version of Thomas Disch's Camp Concentration.  This two-page story was reprinted in the 92-page 1992 collection Young Wolfe.  

Five people who speak English have been captured by aliens and are aboard their space ship.  The five captives introduce themselves to each other and speculate on why they have been seized; as they do so the changing text on the wall of their cell indicates the aliens hope to learn from these humans how to devote themselves to the community, to sacrifice themselves for others, something the aliens, apparently, think humans customarily do but which the aliens, I guess, do not do.  The group does include a nun, a doctor, a soldier who serves on the crew of a rescue helicopter, and an accountant, people we might see as devoted to helping others.  At the end of the story it seems that maybe the space ship is going to crash or otherwise malfunction.  

Among themselves the five humans talk a lot about their ethnic and national origin and their religion, so I am not sure if Wolfe is being ironic in this story, suggesting the aliens are mistaken and Earth people in fact do not sacrifice themselves for others or the community but instead are obsessed with tribal rivalries, or if he is pointing out that Earth people often work together despite differences.  The fact that the alien text has no punctuation and somewhat crude syntax further adds to the confusion.  Also strange is the fact that, while the humans all chatter among themselves, they don't directly respond to the text on the wall.

This story is kind of gimmicky and lacks the sort of emotional moments and character-developing moments, the world-building elements and moments of conflict and tension, that we see in today's other two stories, and is the least of them. 

"Mountains Like Mice" (1966)

Here we have a pretty good adventure story about a guy living in a strange milieu.  Dirk is a student at the fortress-like academy near a desert; he is undergoing rigorous training that will, it seems, afford him the psychic ability to control animals as well provide him great skill at tracking people and beasts, finding water in the arid wilderness, assessing botanical specimens and the composition of soil and the like.  To graduate from his training, Dirk, like all those before him, has to survive some two months alone in the wilderness and evade capture by the freshman of the academy who will be hunting him.  Those who are returned alive before the two months are up are relegated to the servant or slave class.

We follow Dirk's adventure in the wilderness, which takes an unexpected turn when he has to rescue one of his superiors, who has been captured by the half-sized people who are his people's enemies.  As the story proceeds, we learn more about the survival test, and about the history of Dirk's people and the planet they live on--Dirk and his fellows are the descendants of Earth scientists who were trapped on Mars when Earth abandoned them!  The short people are not native Martians, but descendants of humans genetically engineered to live on Mars permanently.  Similarly, odd Martian animals, like the six-foot-long cobra the shorties use as a guard dog, are the product of genetic engineering.  Dirk's superior uses his knowledge of ancient history and science to direct Dirk in how to liberate him. 

The dangerous test (like in Tunnel in the Sky) and the fact that Dirk has been kept in the dark about the reality of his world, the true nature of which he discovers over the course of the story (like in "Orphans of the Sky") and the mentor figures are reminding me of the earlier work of Robert Heinlein.

This is the easiest to understand and the most traditional of today's stories and perhaps the most entertaining.  "Mountains Like Mice," after its debut in If, reappeared in Young Wolfe.              

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In Wolfe's large body of generally excellent work these stories are relatively minor, but "Going to the Beach" and "Mountains Like Mice" are full of material--a mystery plot, human relationships, and multiple SF themes--to enjoy and to grapple with and I have no hesitation about recommending them.  "The Green Wall Said" is a merely acceptable vignette.

More 1960s magazine SF awaits us in the next episode of MPorcius Fiction Log.

Tuesday, March 25, 2025

Gene Wolfe: "Donovan Sent Us," "Bloodsport," and "Comber"

We here at MPorcius Fiction Log are exploring the internet archive, seeking out 21st-century Gene Wolfe stories.  We've already discovered haunted houses, an energy-sword wielding aspiring writer and an interstellar lion tamer--let's see what we can dug up today.

"Donovan Sent Us" (2009)

"Donovan Sent Us" debuted in Nick Gevers and Jay Lake's Other Earths, the cover of which bears the description "11 original stories about the different paths our world might take if certain events never occurred."  I'm not very fond of alternate history stories, but here we go anyway--we can take comfort in the fact that David G. Hartwell and Kathryn Cramer liked "Donovan Sent Us" enough to include it in Year's Best SF 15, which is where I am reading the story.

"Donovan Sent Us" is a wild twist-ending espionage story which upends all your expectations about nations and individuals, the various characters' identities and allegiances being masked and unmasked again and again.  

In this alternate world, the British Empire has been conquered by the Axis powers.  The United States stayed out of the war because, after FDR allowed in over a million Jewish refugees, he lost election due to the anti-Semitism of the American people.  (I kind of think this is the opposite of what happened in real life, in which FDR did little to bring Europe's Jews to the US even though the American people would not have objected to accepting them--that's what the historian in this newspaper article says, at least.)  The Republican president is a German sympathizer, and is striving to avoid war with Germany, though Hitler's appetite for conquest may make that impossible.

Wolfe's story concerns an American commando mission to liberate Winston Churchill from captivity in London.  We get disguises and a parachute drop and people holding guns on other people and people escaping and all that stuff.  Wolfe handles all this adventure/espionage stuff ably.  After Churchill and the lead American agent get out of the German prison we get a long scene like from a detective story in which Churchill and the American explain how they figured out everything and managed to escape.  

And then, after a bunch of little surprises throughout the story, we get our big bang of a surprise.  This commando mission was orchestrated by Wild Bill Donovan, head of the OSS, who is a hard core pro-Roosevelt, anti-German man and wants Churchill to help in the US-Axis war Donovan thinks is inevitable--the President doesn't even know about the mission!  But it turns out one of the Americans in the commando team is on board with the anti-war policy of the President, and thinks master politician Churchill will manipulate the USA into the war he and the President want to avoid!  Will this guy successfully sabotage the rescue mission?

Alternate history stories and stories in which writers try to convincingly portray famous people aren't my cup of tea, but this is a well-crafted story plot-wise, and indulges in the adoration of Winston Churchill that so many American conservatives share, so some readers might enjoy that--there is fun Churchill trivia and Churchill is portrayed as a kind of superhero.  I can say about "Donovan Sent Us" the thing I said about Tanith Lee's "Why Light?" in our last episode--this is a well-written story by a superior writer that will appeal to a segment of the reading public adjacent to the one of which I am a member.

"Bloodsport" (2010)

Again a volume edited by Paula Guran comes before our eyes.  (In our last episode we read Guran-approved 21st-century stories by Wolfe, MPorcius fave Tanith Lee and critical daring Dennis Etchison.)  "Bloodsport" debuted in Johnathan Strahan and Lou Anders' Swords and Dark Magic: The New Sword and Sorcery but we are reading it in Guran's The Year's Best Dark Fantasy and Horror: 2011 Edition.  We just read a Wolfe sword and sorcery piece, in a volume celebrating Robert E. Howard, and here's another one.  

Smart guys love chess, and chess pops up in genre literature all the time; one recurring idea is a chess game in which the pieces are people and an attacking piece doesn't just automatically remove a targeted piece--the people representing the pieces have to fight each other to determine who control the square.  Here we have Wolfe's contribution to this genre.  In the story, set in a fantasy world whose inhabitants include mages and witches and demons where people wage war with archery, pikes, halberds, swords, etc., one central element of a city state's culture is just such chess matches, though they don't use the word "chess," they just call it "the Game" with a capital "G."  

As we find in a lot of Wolfe stories, women are, or a woman is, at the center of "Bloodsport."  Wolfe in the story makes use of the symbology in which the moon represents women and the sun men.  More importantly, in this fantasy world, some proportion of the female population is eugenically bred, or subjected to sorcery, or both, so that they are like nine or ten feet tall and super strong.  Such women play the role of the pawns in the Game.  Our narrator is a knight in the Game, and in his first match he gets beaten by a pawn he is moved to attack, a woman named Lurn.

Some time later, after the narrator has been in multiple matches, the city of the people who play the Game gets overrun by enemies and "put to the torch."  Among the survivors are the narrator and Lurn.  Experienced fighters, the narrator and Lurn become leaders of the resistance in the countryside, and we get fictional military history scenes in which our guy deploys his infantry in a narrow space with archers on the flanks and cavalry behind, etc.  He and Lurn each command a portion of their army; in the battle described they catch some enemies in a pincer movement.

All that stuff is more or less easy to understand.  Less clear is the subplot about the narrator's father, a mage--our guy has a dream about Dad in which Pater presents to his son a cryptic message; it seems to be up to us readers to figure out just what this communication signifies, as the narrator doesn't really figure it out.  Also, when they cease participating in the war, Lurn and our guy travel into the cold mountains, looking for a palace where Lurn expects to be to promoted to Queen.  (As all you chess players out there know, if you get a pawn all the way across the board you can turn it into another piece--a queen of course is the most valuable piece.)  Ghosts, whom the narrator can see but Lurn cannot, guide them through a palace to a secret vault, perhaps to another universe, full of statues representing chess pieces, where Lurn is crowned Queen.  (Here the narrator also puts his father's ghost to rest.)  After Lurn declares that as Queen she will restore their kingdom and the Game will be played again--with her as Queen--our narrator decides he has to kill her.  Lurn being taller, stronger, and in her new Queen armor, which is proof against the narrator's blows, the narrator is in danger of losing the fight, but then the sun shines in Lurn's eyes and our guy is able to kill her.  After this victory it is implied that the narrator becomes famous.  This final fight and some other elements of "Bloodsport" (like a discussion of eclipses in the middle of the story) make me wonder if Wolfe's story is a representation of the defeat of ancient matriarchy by patriarchy.

As we expect from Wolfe, an entertaining story, though with puzzling, mysterious, elements.

"Comber" (2005)

Here we have a pretty realistic story set in a surreal fantasy setting, an alternate Earth where modern people (they have computers and automobiles and telephones and radios and universities, but no aircraft, for some reason) live on floating islands--"plates"--some miles across, big enough for a city with a central downtown and surrounding suburbs, small enough that people on the roof of a downtown office building can see the outer edge of the island and the surrounding ocean all around them.  (It is implied that once all these plates were united, that this story may depict an unlikely future of our own world.)  The plate is moving with the current, and as our story begins, after climbing a wave for decades, now sits on the crest of a wave and will soon begin its descent down the wave--there is a lot of talk among the characters about the angle or slant the plate is on, about the need to secure office furniture so it doesn't slide across the room and so forth.

Our main character is an architect with a wife who over the course of the story gives birth to their son, and he does a lot of thinking about the future, about how changes on the plate will affect his career, the lives of his kids.  He has a dream of having five kids and living with his wife in a house he has designed himself.  If something goes wrong, if the angle becomes to steep, and the city is damaged, will his family and career suffer or benefit?

As a professional acquainted with academics, the main character has access to sources of information many others do not.  He learns that in ten or fifteen years the plate he lives on will probably, as it descends into the trough below the wave's crest, crash into another city, one on a smaller plate that is already down there.  The collision could destroy everything.  The government is secretly planning to muster and equip an assault force to raid the other plate, their mission to set and detonate on it demolition charges of a magnitude sufficient to break it into several smaller pieces; these pieces will drift out of the way of the characters' home plate, or at least not cause as much destruction if there is still a collision.  The architect doubts this will work--the smaller city's people will have just as much time to prepare a defense--and starts talking to other smarty smarts about the possibility of voluntarily splitting up their own plate to avoid or mitigate a crash--he even has the idea of maybe breaking off his own neighborhood from the rest of the plate, winning independence from the rest of the plate.  Of course, the government is not going to look kindly on people advocating or even taking steps to implement such a scheme, should it found out about them.            

A decent story about family life in uncertain times and how different segments of the elite of a country may have conflicting views on international relations and crisis management.  We might also see as one of the themes of "Comber" the entering of new worlds.  The people, animals and plants on the plate in the story, all their lives, have lived in a world that is tilted slightly in one direction, and now they must begin living in a  word titled in the opposite direction.  The architect during the course of the story enters the new world that is parenthood.  The people of the plate stand on the brink of leaving the world of peace and entering the world of war.  The architect envisions a war of independence or a revolution--he hopes to create a new world.  As the story ends, the architect is about to leave the world of the living.  

I've been highlighting Wolfe's depictions of women in these stories, and will point out in this one that it seems like the architect's wife betrays him to the police, who are probably going to kill him.  Do we condemn her for her betrayal, or recognize that she has done what she must to preserve her son's chances to survive in the desperate times ahead, as her husband's insane scheme of rebellion would put their son at even greater risk than will the coming war between the plates?

I recall the cover of Year's Best Fantasy 6, edited by David G. Hartwell and Kathryn Cramer, in which I read this story today, and am pretty sure I read this story in a New York Public Library copy of this Hartwell and Cramer's book back when it was new and I was living in the city on an island that is Manhattan.  "Comber" was well received by editors after its debut in the British periodical Postscripts, showing up in "Best" anthologies by Rich Horton, Brian Youmans and Gardner Dozois as well as the Hartwell-Cramer volume.  The idea of living on a floating city is compelling, and the trope of the intelligentsia resisting or rebelling against the bellicose state is of course a popular one.


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Three worthwhile stories; the second and third are worthy of all kinds of gendered and social analysis, while deeper discussion of the first is mostly only possible on the topics of military and political history, and the biographies of FDR and Winston S. Churchill.  Not that there is anything wrong with that.

Next time, three more 21st-century stories by one of our favorites here at MPorcius Fiction Log.

Monday, March 24, 2025

2011 Horror: D Etchison, T Lee, and G Wolfe

I don't read a lot of 21st-century material, but I was poking around the internet archive looking for stories by Gene Wolfe written late in his career and came upon Paula Guran's The Year's Best Dark Fantasy and Horror: 2012 Edition, and saw it had stories not only by Wolfe but also Dennis Etchison and Tanith Lee, writers I generally life.  So let's check out these horror stories penned and published in the internet age, only a few years before I started up this blog of mine.

"Tell Me I'll See You Again" by Dennis Etchison

"Tell Me I'll See You Again" debuted in Stephen Jones' A Book of Horrors.  Over ten years ago we read the Ramsey Campbell story in A Book of Horrors, "Getting it Wrong," a story about torture that has particular appeal for film buffs.  Let's hope I like Etchison's contribution to A Book of Horrors more than I did Campbell's.

(Hopes are dashed.)

"Tell Me I'll See You Again" is about survivor's guilt, a topic that is coded as mature, a fit subject for serious contemporary literature or a special episode of a TV drama, and thus kind of pretentious and boring.  This story itself feels pretentious and boring, a sort of fragment of suburban working-class life with scenes in a grocery store and talk about going to Home Depot.  Zzzz.

The fantasy or horror element of "Tell Me I'll See You Again" is a young boy's odd affliction: he will periodically collapse and appear dead--his heartbeat and breathing are actually undetectable during these events.  But then he gets back up just fine.  These episodes are likened to "playing possum"--in the same scene in which the kid has one of these episodes his friends actually find nearby a possum feigning death and the girl of the bunch uses the same technique on both boy and marsupial to arouse them.  We learn that the kid started having these episodes after his mother and brother died in a car accident--the kid himself was scheduled to ride with Mom, but he was busy so his brother went.  The aforementioned girl is a budding scientist or aspiring doctor or something, and is trying to figure out what is going on with her friend, experimenting on bugs, reading books, interrogating him.  He tells her he hopes he dies for real.

Then the story ends abruptly, telling us the boy with the odd malady and the smart girl drift apart and the boy's father dies when he is a senior in high school and the boy develops a sad philosophy about life and death.

This story feels like a load of nothing, lacking a conventional plot structure with characters who make decisions and some kind of resolution, and offering themes and images that are jejune but respectable mainstream fodder.  Thumbs down.  In 2019 I read the Karl Edward Wagner intro to the 1984 Dennis Etchison collection Red Dreams in which Wagner suggests ordinary people are too dim to understand Etchison, so maybe this is on me, even though I have enjoyed quite a few Etchison stories.


"Why Light?" by Tanith Lee

Here we have a tale of a teenaged girl's angst--her father is dead, she doesn't get along with her mother, and she is being thrust unwillingly into the world of adult relationships.  But it all turns out well for her in the end.  I don't think we can even call this a horror story--luckily Guran's book has "dark fantasy" as well as "horror" on the cover.  (I'm not adding "dark fantasy" to my blog post title, though--just remember I'm not engaging in false advertising, but "subverting reader expectations.")   

Daisha is a seventeen-year-old in an alternate universe where they have email and automobiles and skyscrapers, just like your world, reader, but in this world many of the wealthy are vampires and they live on estates catered to by human servants.  These vampires are genetically diverse; sure most of them have to drink blood and are harmed by sunlight, but some, like Daisha, can eat regular people food and endure some time in the sunlight.  Daisha can tolerate more sun than most, and this is one of the reasons her aristocratic family is cementing an alliance with another family of aristocratic vampires by having her marry a guy named "the Wolf," a 27-year-old vampire who is very vulnerable to the sun.  The Wolf's family's bloodline will benefit from gaining some resistance to solar radiation.  These bloodsuckers are into selective breeding!  (Daisha's rough relationship with Mom is also, it seems, because Mom is disgusted by or envious of Daisha's ability to tolerate, even relish, the sunlight she herself hates and fears.)

"Why Light?"'s 17 pages are split into three parts.  Part One is an imagistic scene in which Daisha dramatically describes her mother carrying her outside as a child to witness a sunrise and see how much sun her little vampire kiddo can take.  In Part Two seventeen-year-old Daisha says good-bye to home and rides across the country is a chauffeured limousine to her new home, that of the Wolf, where she finds the vampires of this family live quite differently from her own family back home.  Daisha is cold towards these odd disturbing people, and the Wolf himself is cold--could he be as unexcited about this arranged marriage as Daisha is?  

In Part Three, after three weeks with her new family, Daisha learns of the Wolf's secret sorrow.  He loves sunlight, dreams of it, but the slightest touch of sunlight makes him deathly ill!  He was bedridden for ten months when his parents took him outside as a child to test his resilience to the dawn.

And then Daisha learns what a goody the Wolf is--he cures any humans on his estate who get hurt or fall ill by letting them drink his blood!  Daisha falls in love with the Wolf.  And she has a brainwave--after they are married tomorrow, she will offer him her blood to drink!  Maybe he will gain some tolerance to the sun after drinking her blood, and they can share the light!

"Why Light?" is like a romance novel, or maybe I should say what I suppose a romance novel to be, not being very familiar with them.  Maybe it is Lee's version of Pride and Prejudice or Wuthering Heights or something like that, the novels I am led to believe are the foundational texts of the women's romance genre.  "Why Light?" is also what we might call a switcheroo story.  Aristocrats in stories often oppress the commoners while vampires in stories traditionally murder and exploit humans, but in this story an aristo is generous and giving, and the lead vampire donates blood to give life to mere mortals rather than killing or enslaving them to steal their blood.

Lee is a good writer and her descriptions and metaphors are all good, and Daisha really does talk like a teenaged girl who is all depressed and angry and acting out one day (she declares she will wear black to her wedding) and then falls in love with a super guy and is all gushing over how awesome he is (she picks out a green dress for the wedding) the next.  So the story isn't bad; it may be a superior specimen of what it is trying to be, the characters and setting being totally convincing as they are.  But do I really want to read a story about good vampires or a story in which a teenaged girl meets her Heathcliff or Mr. Darcy or whatever?  Not really.  We'll call this one acceptable, though it may well be catnip for the people who like sympathetic vampire stories or all those paranormal romance books which I know even less about than I do Jane Austen, Emily Bronte, or Georgette Heyer.        

Vampire fans can find "Why Light?" in Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling's Teeth: Vampire Tales and the 2019 Lee collection A Wolf at the Door.

"Josh" by Gene Wolfe

Here we have a six-and-a-half-page story that is genuinely creepy at some points and disgusting at others, so a horror success, thumbs up.  Do I really know 100% what is going on in this story?  Maybe not--as the little intro before "Josh" reminds us, in a Gene Wolfe story the narrator is often an unreliable one.

"Josh" is a portion of the journal of a young man who lives with his parents, a sort of depressed anti-social type, a guy who sees himself as an outsider or loner.  I guess he is high school age.  The family moves into a new house far away, a house in a sort of remote spot by a forest.  Before the furniture has arrived, before the electricity is switched on, Josh's parents disappear, leaving Josh alone for days in a house almost empty, and the journal excerpt ends before Mom and Dad reappear.  Josh has several eerie supernatural experiences in and around the house, and a sex and violence adventure with some hitchhikers which winds up with him trying to hide a dead body and then fearing attack from vampires.  Or so he suggests.  Is Josh including wish-fulfillment fiction in his journal?  Is Josh insane?  Are ghosts making him see things?  The vampires using their hypnotic powers on him?  Who knows?  There definitely seems to be some thing or things haunting the house, but the vampires seem to be coming to the house from outside.  (We had two distinct, perhaps competing, supernatural groups in Wolfe's "Sob in the Silence" a few days ago, didn't we?)

"Josh" debuted in Portents, an anthology edited by Al Sarrantonio, and has been reprinted in the 2023 Subterranean Press Wolfe collection The Dead Man and Other Horror Stories.

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Lee's story is written in a rich style, lavish in detail and easy to understand, but, as with the Etchison, the main themes are not to my taste.  Etchison's and Wolfe's stories are on the spare side stylistically, and a little challenging to get, but while Etchison's story is not engaging at all, Wolfe, as he does so often, does that thing where the story is very entertaining on the surface, delivering the thrills and chills we hope to find when we open up a book with the words "horror" and "fantasy" and a picture of a haunted house on the cover, even if you don't quite comprehend what it all means or what is really going on. 

I'll be mining the internet archive, world's greatest website, for more relatively recent Wolfe stories for our next episode.

Saturday, March 22, 2025

Gene Wolfe: "Sob in the Silence," "The Hour of the Sheep" and "Six from Atlantis"

We recently read some Gene Wolfe short stories, so let's read some more.  These are from late in Wolfe's career, stories printed in curious volumes of the middle "oughts."

"Sob in the Silence" (2006)

Like "On a Vacant Face a Bruise," "Sob in the Silence" appeared in the short collection Strange Birds, which printed two stories by Wolfe "inspired by the artwork of Lisa Snellings-Clark."  "Sob in the Silence" was well received, being reprinted in I think four different anthologies since its debut by people like Stephen Jones and Ellen Datlow.  I recognize the title and so maybe I read this in a library copy of one of those anthologies while living in New York, or maybe I just saw the title but never read it.    

Today I an reading the story in Strange Birds.

The plot and themes of "Sob in the Silence," which I sort of recognize--I guess I did read it back in my Manhattan days--are ordinary crime and horror business, though the story is better written than your average murder or ghost story.  And maybe it is "edgy," what with all the dying children and female murderers.

A horror writer's college roommate, a sort of ordinary guy with an ordinary family--overweight wife, pretty college-aged daughter, young son--comes with his family to visit the writer in his new home.  These two men, apparently, meet up every year or so.  The family will stay with the writer for two days.  The writer retails to them at length the horrible crimes that have been committed at this house, including those of a woman whom my sister, a "true crime" podcast fan, would call "a family annihilator," and the bizarre atrocities of a cult, founded and led by the daughter of the annihilator, the sole survivor of Mom's massacre.  This cult  tricked kids into thinking their parents had committed suicide and used this building as an "orphanage" for the kids fooled into believing they were orphans--the cult regularly murdered some of the kids.  I guess, in the way we hear that victims of molestation go on to molest others, this daughter who witnessed child murder and was almost murdered herself as a child, took up the commission of such misdeeds herself.

The horror writer tells his visitors that there have been no signs of ghosts in the house, that he has hired multiple paranormal research teams and they have found no evidence of supernatural activities.  Events will lead us readers to wonder if the horror writer is making this up.

The horror writer plans to kidnap the college-aged girl and make her his slave.  He has developed elaborate strategies to fool the parents and authorities into thinking a stranger has broken into the house to kidnap the girl and carry her off, when she will in fact be imprisoned in a forgotten well on his property.  He runs into an obstacle when he puts his scheme into action--the young boy is in his sister's room when the horror writer arrives to seize her.  The boy was scared because he heard voices in his own room, I think ghosts of the children murdered by the cult warning him to get out of the house.  The horror writer murders his college roommate's son--it is hinted he is possessed by a ghost himself when he commits this atrocity, the ghost of the founder of the cult, and that her ghost or maybe other ghosts play a role in inspiring his whole mad scheme of kidnapping his old pal's daughter in the first place.  Said daughter is beaten unconscious and tossed down the hidden well.

Wolfe gives us scenes of the cops trying to figure out the crime--the horror writer's efforts to fool them succeed.  But the murderer has overlooked some details in making his plan to psychologically break the girl and both he and the girl end up dying horrible deaths--it may be the ghosts of the children who were murdered by the cult that deliver the coup de grace to one or both of them.

"Sob in the Silence" is good, but it doesn't feel as special as "On a Vacant Face a Bruise."


"The Hour of the Sheep" (2007)

This story first appeared in the anthology Fast Forward 1: Future Fiction from the Cutting Edge, edited by Lou Anders, and would be reprinted in 2023's Wolfe collection The Wolfe at the Door.

One of the dumb little games I play by myself is guessing a story's content from its title, and today I'm guessing that this story is about a future in which people are submissive and obedient and pushed around by elites or demagogues or a computer or something.  You'll remember that Wolfe's story "Viewpoint," which appeared in the 2001 anthology Redshift, was an in-your-face political satire--maybe "The Hour of the Sheep" will be another one of those?

One of the great things about Wolfe is that while he is a super smart and knowledgeable guy who knows all about ancient history, Proust and Melville, he also shares the regular guy's fascination with stuff like swords and World War I fighter planes, and a surprisingly large portion of his vast body of work consists of descriptions of weapons and scenes in which one character provides detailed advice to another on how to succeed in hand-to-hand combat.  "The Hour of the Sheep"'s main character is the greatest swordsman in the land, a member of the court of the President-Protector, and he sits down to write a book of advice on swordsmanship.  In this future world, he could just dictate the book into the computer, but he decides to draft the book with a quill pen!

This guy's book is about self-defense, and maintaining order, on the streets and is thus about fighting criminals.  He has an elaborate metaphor, in which he splits time into different segments.  The Hour of the Sheep is when you are at home resting and vulnerable.  The Hour of the Lion is when you are out on the streets, watching for trouble.  The Hour of the Tiger is when you have spotted the enemy.  And so forth through the Hour of the Bull-the enemy attack!--to the Hour of the Wolf, the actual physical fighting.

After reading the start of the writer's book, we readers are apprised of the fact that this guy, though he has won three formal duels and forty regulated matches fought with safe weapons, has never himself been in a street fight with criminals.  The swordsman decides he can't really write about fighting in the streets with thugs if he hasn't done it himself; Wolfe gives us the impression that this guy is less interested in writing a useful book than he is in winning fame and avoiding embarrassment.

So our guy takes up his Star-Wars-style laser sword and heads to the quarter of the city where the brothels and dive bars are, hoping some muggers will attack him.  This expert fighter has apparently lived something of a sheltered life, and has never been to this part of town before.  We readers find that this world of light sabers and voice-to-text word processors is also a world in which nobody has a gun or an automobile--most people fight with clubs and knives and those who do not walk the city streets travel them on horseback or in carriages.  The swordsman finds what he is looking for, but, ironically, also serves as an object lesson on one of the first things he talks about in his book, a book which will now never be completed.

"The Hour of the Sheep" is an entertaining story that illustrates the thing all of us who have spent a lot of time reading and sitting around in educational institutions know but perhaps try to forget--that there is a huge difference between book-learning and actual living, between reading about something and experiencing it.  The swordsman, though very versed in theory and well-practiced in controlled settings, is an academic and he and his ideas don't survive contact with the real world.

One of the fun things about "The Hour of the Sheep" is that Anders prefaces his anthology with a long quote from Frederik Pohl about how science fiction is about technology and the future and then in his own introduction Anders moans that fantasy is taking over the SF publishing category and quotes Gardner Dozois saying we need science fiction to fight against superstition--people who believe in angels but not evolution, for example, or who fear cloning--and then Wolfe, probably the best writer in Anders' book, just ignores all those sentiments, maybe even deliberately undermines Anders' project.  Hilarious.

"The Hour of the Sheep" can be found in The Wolfe at the Door.

"Six from Atlantis" (2006)

Wolfe loves Robert E. Howard, and "Six from Atlantis" first saw print in the anthology Cross Plains Universe: Texans Celebrate Robert E. Howard.  (Born in New York, Wolfe grew up and went to school in Texas.)  

"Six from Atlantis" is perhaps a distillation of the ideal man as depicted in Howard's stories, a quite short piece full of descriptions of the kinds of stuff we associate with Howard's fiction: musclemen, beautiful and dangerous women, a monster.  Maybe it is a caricature of Howard, but it feels very sincere, more an homage than a parody.

The protagonist of "Six from Atlantis" is a big strong leader, one of the last survivors of fallen Atlantis; this dude is irresistible to women but can easily resist their charms.  A selfish individualist, he has little qualms about robbing or otherwise exploiting those weaker than him, but he is not in love with money or power.  With strength and guile he outfights a giant gorilla and makes himself king of an empire.

Perhaps the most noteworthy thing about this story is its attitude about women, that they are dangerous liars who use their bodies to manipulate men and love money and power above all else.  The story's killer gorilla is more admirable than its women!  And then there is the hero's rationalization for the slave trade.  I tentatively (and wrongly) predicted, that "The Hour of the Sheep" might be like "Viewpoint"--it is "Six from Atlantis" that is much more like "Viewpoint" in that it seems like it might blow liberals' minds with the social and political implications of its characters' dialogue and behavior.

In 2012, "Six from Atlantis" was reprinted in The Sword and Sorcery Anthology alongside classic stories by sword and sorcery titans like Howard, C. L. Moore, Fritz Leiber and Michael Moorcock.

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These stories were a lot of fun to read because they are all about topics that I, with my childish mind, find endlessly fascinating--fighting for your life and dangerous sex--but written by a person who is actually a very good writer who has strong opinions and doesn't cater to his audience but expects them to be able to handle outré opinions and ambiguity.

I think I'll continue mining the internet for more of these sorts of 21st-century Wolfe stories, so stay tuned and try not to run afoul of  any dangerous women, ghosts, or killer gorillas.

Thursday, March 20, 2025

Gene Wolfe: "The Headless Man," "Thou Spark of Blood," and "On a Vacant Face a Bruise"

We just got through three blog posts about stories by one of the more challenging SF writers, a man beloved by critics whom we might associate with the New Wave but who doesn't share the leftist politics of the most prominent New Wave leaders like Michael Moorcock and Judith Merril.  I refer to R. A. Lafferty, but the same description might fit Gene Wolfe.  Wolfe came to mind for multiple reasons while I read Lafferty the last few days, so let's read three stories by Wolfe I do not think I have read before that have been chosen more or less at random.

"The Headless Man" (1972)

This story debuted in an anthology I should check out because it contains stories by numerous people I read, Terry Carr's Universe 2.  Joachim Boaz wrote about Universe 2 back in 2016, and after I get a few stories from it under my belt, I'll reread his blog post and see to what extent we are on the same page.

When Universe 2 was translated into Dutch, it was retitled, and our pals over in the Netherlands used Wolfe's story, "The Headless Man" as the title story.  "The Headless Man" would be reprinted in the Wolfe collection Endangered Species; I have owned the red paperback Tor edition of Endangered Species forever, so I'll be reading it in there.  (Way back in 2015 I blogged about three stories from Endangered Species about your favorite topic--mysterious women!)  "The Headless Man" came to mind because I saw it in the contents list of the French anthology Univers 05 (complete with oh la la cover!) when looking up where Lafferty's "Entire and Perfect Chrysolite" was reprinted. 

I'm going to have to admit I don't think I understand this one.  The narrator explains that he was born without a head, and has a face on his torse--huge eyes where an ordinary man's nipples are, a huge mouth in his stomach, etc.  He relates the incredible story that he has attended school and has lived a more or less ordinary life in public by strapping a fake head and neck to his shoulders, buying shirts that he can see through, and so on.  Who could believe that nobody would notice that a guy has a lifeless face with eyes that don't move and so forth?  The end of the brief story describes a sexual encounter.  Somehow the woman doesn't notice this guy has eyes and a nose and mouth on his torso, and in the dark the narrator thinks that her body looks like it has a face as well, her breasts like eyes, I suppose, the crease in her stomach as she sits like a mouth.  And that's the end of the story.

This isn't one of those Twilight Zone type stories in which in the end we realize the story is set on an alien world where everybody has no head--the narrator says again and again he is a one-of-a-kind oddity--and I don't think the woman in the story is a fellow headless person.  Maybe it is significant that the woman is practically a prostitute, and they dicker over a price in an oblique way?  Is this story about how people don't really look at each other but just see each other as sources of sex or money?  

I'm going to have to mark this one down as beyond me and move on with my life.  Maybe it is easier to understand in the Dutch translation?


"Thou Spark of Blood" (1970)

"Thou Spark of Blood" came to my attention because it is in the same issue of If as Lafferty's "Ride a Tin Can" which we read for our last blog post, along with "Entire and Perfect Chrysolite."  We might consider this a rare Wolfe story--in 1975 it appeared in the French edition of Galaxy (which drew its contents from If, Galaxy's sister magazine, as well as Galaxy) but if isfdb is to be believed, it would not be reprinted in English until 2023, in the collection The Wolfe at the Door.  I'm reading "Thou Spark of Blood" in a scan of that American issue of If.

Here we have one of those pessimistic stories about how mankind may not be up to the challenges of long distance space travel, psychologically and technologically.  Many SF writers, Wolfe among them, love murder mysteries, and "Thou Spark of Blood" is also a gory murder mystery full of descriptions of blood and dismemberment and decaying bodies.  And, like many SF stories, in the end we find out the characters are in a simulation.  I don't have to tell my regular readers that this story is reminding me of the work of our hero Barry N. Malzberg.

The story is short and economical and easier to understand than much of Wolfe's work.  Three men are on a trip to Mars, a voyage of like four months, and as they finally approach their destination the psychological stress of the mission is breaking their minds and the three men hate each other.  Maybe if the radio hadn't failed, maybe if the stereo hadn't failed, they wouldn't be going bonkers.

Two of the men wake up to find their comrade's throat has been slit.  They each assume the other did it.  Will these two be able to continue the mission without killing each other?  Our first twist ending is the discovery that the dead man committed suicide after sabotaging the mission, essentially laying a trap in hopes his two comrades would join him in death.  Our second twist ending is the revelation that the three men are in a simulator, not on their way to Mars at all.

Good.  


"On a Vacant Face a Bruise" (2006)

I decided to read this one after seeing its evocative title in the contents list of The Wolfe at the Door.  This story first appeared in a little 40-page volume entitled Strange Birds that presents two stories by Wolfe "inspired by the artwork of Lisa Snellings-Clark," whom I guess is a friend of Neil Gaiman's.  The other story in Strange Birds is "Sob in the Silence," which I think I read years ago in one of the "Best of the Year" anthologies it appeared in.

I am reading "On a Vacant Face a Bruise" in a scan of Strange Birds.

Genre fiction writers love the circus and carnies and that sort of thing, and "On a Vacant Face a Bruise" is about a circus that travels by star ship through what I guess is a human space empire or space civilization--there are plenty of intelligent aliens, but these are subaltern natives.  I'm guessing this is the same universe as the various Sun Cycle books.  "On a Vacant Face a Bruise" is a sad story about people, victims of violence and/or some kind of oppression, who come to the circus seeking some place they can belong.  Wolfe's work is often counterintuitive or "edgy" and the story presents arguments that parents who strike their children and people who strike their spouses perhaps mean well and maybe their violence is justified.  Another theme is the question of who is a person--we've got robots who at first seem to be people, people who seem at first to be robots, and alien people who at first seem to be mere animals--as in Lafferty's "Ride a Tin Can," somebody realizes some "animals" are in fact people and tries to secure for them the rights they have been denied.  A related theme is freedom--do all animals and people really want freedom?  Is freedom what is best for them, or what they deserve?

As is common in Wolfe stories, "On a Vacant Face a Bruise" contains secrets that are foreshadowed and then sprung on you much later, and various other surprises, and so I read it twice in hopes of catching more of these things.  Actual sentences and images are clear and sharp and easy to understand, so the story is a smooth read, and I think all the mysteries regarding what is going on plotwise are cleared up by the time we get to the last page.  Wolfe's writing is economical, but still evocative, and it is easy to get emotionally attached to the various characters even though Wolfe doesn't spend a lot of time describing them and their feelings or throwing lots of metaphors at you--every sentence of the story has value, there is no fluff or padding, Wolfe pulls the old heartstrings with a minimum of words or pyrotechnics.

Farm boy Tom is running away, having been beaten at home by his widower father, and comes upon a travelling circus.  The circus is protected from people like Tom who can't afford to pay the entrance fee by a high-tech fence (this is one of those stories in which high and low technologies are present in the same milieu--the circus has a star ship and this transparent electrified fence, but people are using oil lamps and horses) but like Tarzan does like a million times, Tom finds a tree with a branch that hangs over the fence and thus he obtains entrance to the circus, after watching the show for free for a while.  The hungry kid begs for food and steals some when his request is refused.  While he watched her performance from above, a sexy dancer winked at him, and so Tom tries to find her, hoping she'll offer him a free place to sleep for the night.  The dancer turns out to be a remote controlled robot--but the woman who controls it likes Tom, and gets him a job with the woman lion tamer.  

Tom, who has a way with animals, becomes a full-fledged lion tamer himself, and interacts with the various human, alien, and animal performers of the circus, each interaction dramatizing some theme about violence or freedom that I listed earlier.  Tom, a hard worker and a good manager, becomes a partner of the owner of the circus, but the story ends sadly because he is in love with the woman who runs the robot dancer but she leaves the circus to try to find the husband who hits her and has abandoned her.

"On a Vacant Face a Bruise," as I sort of hinted earlier, isn't a rousing defense of liberty or animal rights or a powerful denunciation of domestic violence or cruelty to animals, but more like an illustration of the ambiguities and complexities of life and relationships, with some individuals fighting for freedom, others passing up opportunities to escape their oppressors or exploiters, some characters who are both oppressed and oppressors, and others who are both liberators and exploiters--and of course there is raised the possibility that some individuals are better off in a subordinate role than in a state of freedom.

Thumbs up for "On a Vacant Face a Bruise," a strong representative sample of Wolfe's later body of work (which I feel is distinct from his earlier books, like all those Sun books, which have lots of hard words and in which it can be very hard to tell what the hell is going on.)

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"The Headless Man" went right over my head, but I enjoyed the traditional SF thriller "Thou Spark of Blood" and "On a Vacant Face a Bruise" embodies many of the characteristics of Wolfe's work that I admire and find entertaining and moving.

Reading Lafferty and Wolfe kind of takes it out of me, so maybe something more relaxing next time.  But I do feel like I have been bitten by the Wolfe bug again, so maybe I'll hunt up more Wolfe short stories I've never read, or at least never blogged, soon.

Wednesday, January 13, 2021

Adventures in Otherness by C Smith, R A Lafferty, G Wolfe and B W Aldiss

There are a lot of SF anthologies at the internet archive; let's take a look at one of them, 1977's Another World: Adventures in Otherness, edited by Gardner Dozois.  Dozois provides an introduction to the book in which he brags about how awesome New England is, relates how when he was young (Dozois was born in 1947) the entire community discouraged him from reading SF, and offers the opinion that SF is one of the few vibrant living things in our "weary and sterile" world of "dead art, dead minds [and] dead institutions...."  (Damn!)  SF authors, Dozois tells us, quoting Kurt Vonnegut, are among the few people who actually think through the implications of big events and big ideas, how cities and wars and technology actually affect people.  Dozois also writes little intros to each of the stories.  Today we'll read four of the included stories, those by authors in whom I have a particular interest.  

(Note: Another World: Adventures in Otherness includes Damon Knight's 1957 story "Man in a Jar," which I read and opined about back in 2019.)

"On the Gem Planet" by Cordwainer Smith (1963)

Wealthy planet Mizzer was ruled by Kuraf, a decadent libertine famous galaxy-wide for his library of nasty books, until he was deposed and exiled by reformers.  Soon Mizzer fell into the hands of the most radical of these reformers, the tyrannical Colonel Wedder, a utopian whose rule is far more oppressive than was that of Kuraf.  The Instrumentality of Mankind that loosely governs the human space empire refuses to directly interfere in affairs on Mizzer, but has provided Kuraf's nephew and heir apparent to the throne of Mizzer, Casher O'Neill, the wherewithal to travel from planet to planet, seeking aid in his quest to overthrow Wedder and make Mizzer a happy place again.  "On the Gem Planet" describes O'Neill's visit to planet Pontoppidan.

Pontoppidan is an inhospitable world where you can't grow food or breathe the air; the 60,000 inhabitants live in domed cities and trade with other planets for most of what they need.  Because Pontoppidan is "a fragment from a giant planet which imploded" with a "geology based on ultra-heavy chemistry" it is covered in gems of all sorts and sizes, which provides the Pontoppidanians an all natural-natural product which is always in demand.

Casher O'Neill negotiates with the ruler of Pontoppidan and his beautiful niece, the heir apparent, angling to get some money or weapons to support his liberation of Mizzer from Colonel Wedder.  The ruler of the gem planet agrees to supply something useful in return for an unusual bit of service--a horse, an exotic Earth creature never before seen by the people of Pontoppidan, has been found on their barren planet, and the dictator wants O'Neill's advice on what to do with it.  (As luck would have it, Mizzer has plenty of horses, and O'Neill is familiar with them.) 

Through his relationship with the horse and with various underpeople (Smith's Instrumentality stories are full of these "underpeople," the product of genetic engineering whose DNA is largely that of dogs, cats, snakes, wolves, etc. and who serve as a sort of working class and servant class under the full-blooded humans), and the pretty heir to the throne of Pontoppidan, O'Neill not only acquires a valuable gem that can serve as the core of a puissant energy weapon, but is exposed to enlightening dialogues about the meaning of life, the path to happiness, and the meaning of civilization.  We also witness strong hints that there is some kind of proscribed Christian underground in the space empire, an underground of which O'Neill is a member.  

Pretty good; Smith's style renders "On The Gem Planet" a smooth and pleasant read and all the SF ideas and philosophical ideas of the story are engaging.  Smith published four Casher O'Neill stories in SF magazines in the mid-1960s and this is the first; maybe a near future project of mine will be to seek out the other three.  After making its debut in Fred Pohl's Galaxy, "On the Gem Planet" has appeared in numerous Smith collections as well as a few anthologies, like The Seventh Galaxy Reader and an anthology of SF about equines.      


"Among the Hairy Earthmen" by R. A. Lafferty (1966)

Another piece from an issue of Galaxy edited by Frederik Pohl.  "Among the Hairy Earthmen" was reprinted in a number of anthologies, including Nebula Award Stories 2 and Brian Aldiss's Evil Earths, and collected in 1984's Ringing Changes

This is a gimmicky sort of story that supposes that the explosions of intrigue, war, and cultural and technological development of the 14th, 15th, and 16th centuries, things like the career of Lucrezia Borgia, the fall of Constantinople, the Divine Comedy, and the invention of the printing press, were the work of mischievous alien children who came to Earth on vacation and were able to inhabit or imitate human bodies.  Much of the story is just lists of figures and events, sometimes vaguely referred to as if to present a puzzle to the reader.  The end of the story features some social commentary and social satire as a character called the Pilgrim, who may be a representative of the human race--or maybe just the West or Christendom--or may even be the God of Abraham, upbraids the alien brats for all the death and destruction of those wars and of the way the Renaissance and Reformation have sundered the unity of Christian civilization.  The aliens retort that mankind was always violent, and that the diversity they have introduced is of greater value than the Pilgrim's vaunted unity.

There isn't a hell of a lot to this story, really, besides its core idea and its-against-the-grain theme (that maybe the Renaissance and Reformation were not so great); it is odd and different, and thus worth reading, but not particularly entertaining.

A German edition of Nebula Award Stories 2 and a Dutch edition of Evil Earths 

"Straw" by Gene Wolfe (1975)

I read "Straw" years ago in my copy of Storeys from the Old Hotel, but that was before this blog staggered forth from its tenebrous place of birth to haunt unheeded the series of tubes that is the interweb.  Dozois in his intro here tells us it is set in an "alternate Dark-Age Europe which never was."  Jim Baen, introducing the story where it first appeared, in as issue of Galaxy during his editorship, suggests it might be set in an alternate world, or maybe on a post-apocalyptic Earth or on a lost space colony which has degraded politically and technologically, standard SF settings.  My copy of Storeys from the Old Hotel isn't accessible to me right now, but in his afterword to the story in The Best of Gene Wolfe, Wolfe says "I decided to put the hot-air balloon in the Dark Ages, and I threw in a few other things too."  The text of the story itself includes no clues that I could find as to where or when it might take place.  

"Straw" demonstrates why Gene Wolfe is widely recognized as some kind of genius; as in so much of his fiction, "Straw" is written in an easy, smooth, pleasant style, but again and again the reader is confronted with mysteries and surprises.  Wolfe doesn't straightforwardly explain all the odd circumstances of this world, which the narrator and characters take for granted the way we take computers and the internal combustion engine and penicillin for granted--we readers learn about them from the characters' natural speech as the story moves along.  Our narrator, Jerr, a soldier, describes the day on which he first killed a man, when he was the youngest member of a small company of mercenaries armed with armed such weapons as the "pincer-mace" and pikes whose heads can be shot by some sort of spring or maybe electric mechanism who travel over the countryside via a hot-air balloon whose fire is fed by straw.

(I feel like there are a lot of weird maces in Wolfe's fiction; Baldanders fights with a high tech mace in The Book of the New Sun, and the narrator of The Wizard Knight fights with a mace that looks much like a sword.)

Times are tough for the mercs, and they are hungry, and their talk suggests that they are quite willing to turn bandit, attack some people, and then turn cannibal!  When they have run out of straw they land at a villa, and meet the baron who lives there, the baron hires them because there is some kind of war or unrest nearby and the villa could be attacked very soon.  There the story ends--we never find out who Jerr ended up killing, how the relationship between the mercenary company and the baron's household worked out, if there was a siege or battle at the villa, etc.  

"Straw" is a great piece of writerly technique.  The "problem" with it is that it feels like a chapter out of an awesome picaresque adventure novel or one of a series of brilliant short stories about Jerr and his comrades, in each of which Jerr learns some lesson or has some major life experience or the company faces some formidable challenge or something.  But "Straw" is all we have of this potential epic or saga.

Besides reappearing in several Wolfe collections, "Straw" has been included in a number of anthologies, including anthologies of military SF.        


"Old Hundredth" by Brian Aldiss (1960)

Science fiction is full of brute animals who have, thanks to human design or human calamities, evolved into bipedally walking, talking, tool-using people.  We just read one of Cordwainer Smith's Instrumentality of Mankind stories, in which such uplifted or enhanced animal people are a major element, and who could forget Edmond Hamilton's 1946 cover story for Weird Tales, "Day of Judgment," in which nuclear war exterminated humanity but gave dogs and cats human intelligence and posture, or A. E. van Vogt's 1971 The Battle of Forever, set thousands of years in the future, when most of the Earth's inhabitants are intelligent bipedal hyenas, hippos, cheetahs, et al, the product of genetic engineering.  Well, "Old Hundredth" is another such tale.   

It is the far future, long after the Moon drifted out of Earth orbit to circle the Sun, long after man dragged Venus into Earth orbit, even long after the final members of the human race essentially ceased to exist by abandoning their physical bodies to "merge with the texture of space itself," employing science to achieve immaterial immortality!  Today the Earth's population consists largely of the products of man's genetic engineering, including intelligent mole people and giant ground sloth people who are practically immortal.  The protagonist of "Old Hundredth" is one of those elephant-sized megatheriums; she has devoted her centuries-long life to the study of music columns.  These columns of energy stud the surface of the Earth, and when an intelligent enough creature approaches one, it produces music composed by its creator, who died in the production of it, making use of the same technology by which humans "merged" with the universe.  The giant sloth has travelled the world on the back of a baluchitherium, examining all the music columns she can get to.  She is in telepathic contact with a mentor, a dolphin who has lived even longer than she, who helps guide her musical studies and offers her advice and can transmit images to her brain and so on.

Over like nine pages Aldiss gives us all this background and sets a sad sort of mood--the sloth's main purpose is to compose her own death song and become a music column herself, she feels sad that the humankind who created her and all her comrades is no more, etc.  Her mentor hints that humans were a bunch of jerks who deserve no credit for anything; their disagreement foreshadows the melodramatic climax and sentimental denouement that come in the story's last five or so pages.  You see, human personalities, when they "projected themselves into the pattern" of the universe, were stored in glowing columns of energy much like the music columns; each of these energy columns houses many human personalities.  Most of the genetically engineered animals who inherited the Earth are meek, and docile and unambitious, but the bears aspire to be like humans.  They stick their heads in the energy columns to gain human energy and they scavenge the world's ruins, seeking old human technological devices to study and refurbish as part of their efforts to rebuild a human-like civilization.  When the sloth lady returns to her home, an old ruin, she finds within a bear with a knife intent on carrying away the ancient video screens and whatnot that litter it.  The human-hating mentor dolphin opposes the project of the bears and tries to take over the sloth's body so she will crush the bear with her superior size and weight, but the sloth is a pacifist who resists her mentor's control and lets the bear get away.

Enraged, the dolphin severs all ties with its ward, ending an intimate, formative relationship that has lasted hundreds of years.  The sloth then elects to die and becomes a music column that produces a piece of music associated with the 100th Psalm.

This story is OK.  I have to admit that, compared to Wolfe's earthy and alive, brisk, economical and direct "Straw," which sounds like an authentic natural voice and manages to be both emotionally familiar and culturally alien, and which leaves you wishing it was much longer, "Old Hundredth" feels long, tedious, pretentious, manipulative, tendentious and self-consciously literary; when you finish it you are glad it is over and kind of wish it had been shorter.  But it is not bad.

"Old Hundredth" made its debut in New Worlds in the period when John Carnell was editor.  It has appeared in a giant stack of Aldiss collections, as well as many anthologies with "best" in their titles.     


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Four stories by critically-acclaimed members of the SF community that are well worth reading, but the Cordwainer Smith and Gene Wolfe stories stand head and shoulders above the Lafferty and Aldiss contributions, I think largely because they are grounded in real human emotion and not gimmicks and high-level philosophizing--Jerr and Casher O'Neill are real people whose emotions and experiences we can instinctively understand, while the alien brats and an intelligent immortal sloth music historian are just artificial constructions propped up to illustrate some abstract or esoteric theme.