Friday, December 9, 2022

Quick thoughts about Clive Barker and poorly attended book signings


 
Photo with Clive Barker at the Bram Stoker awards 2005
 
So I know in the last week a Tweet from an author went viral when she was embarrassed that only two people showed up to her book signing. The tweet went viral and she was offered support by several famous authors. I can't really offer much to the conversation that the author of the Handmaid's Tale and Sandman couldn't but I have two stories I want to share.

In 2004 on the release of Abarat book 2 Clive Barker was doing a signing at a mall bookstore in Costa Mesa - orange county. I had a friend that wanted to eat at Native Foods (before they were a chain) and offered me a ride. He dropped me off and went to get dinner.

I got there early because of Clive Freaking Barker. He was a god to me. Bestselling author and filmmaker, one of the greatest horror writers, hell writers alive. The Books of Blood and The Inhuman Condition were game changers for me when I read them in 1988 and Clive had been a hero ever since. I showed up to the bookstore afraid the line would wrap around the mall holding a copy of the Inhuman Condition.

When I got to the bookstore there was no line. When I asked if I was at the right bookstore they were confused. "Yeah, that's us, but we don't have a signing tonight." I thought I had the date wrong when a manager showed up and said yeah that Clive Barker was tonight and she forgot to put the sign or the books out.

I waited as they set up a podium and 10 chairs. I told the employee they would need more. They ignored me.as the hour came One guy with a stack of Hellraiser DVDs showed up. About five minutes after 7, no Clive, and a third and fourth person arrived. I began to hope Clive canceled, this turnout was pathetic and embarrassing. I looked around wondering how awful it would feel for this famous man to show up and find four our us and 6 empty chairs..

Clive showed up ten minutes late and apologized to us. He was stuck in traffic. His energy shocked me. He was excited to talk about his new book. He thanked us for coming and treated us like royalty. He took extra time to talk to us, he asked us questions about ourselves when I said I was starting writer he gave me advice and told me he loved the title of my work in progress.

He drew monsters in our books (he always did that) but read a passage of The Body Politic (my favorite story) from my copy of the book. He signed a poster that is framed and still on my wall. He hung for more than an hour before his assistant told him they had to go.

A year later (at least) I met Clive a second time in a more social situation at the Bram Stoker awards. The picture with this post is of my wife Cari and I with Clive that night. He remembered meeting me, and the title of my book Hunting the Moon Tribe. He remembered that I read Thief of Always to my student with Autism, said he thought about that often.

It taught me a huge lesson that it doesn't matter who you are as a writer you are not entitled to an audience and it doesn't matter who doesn't show-up, it matters the people who do.

I needed that reminder when I did a book signing for my first collection Screams from a Dying World in Victoria Canada. It was the third signing, including one in my hometown, and Chicago. I shared those two events with other authors and they had OK turnout.

The Victoria signing was at my late great friend Robert Garfat's book store Dark Horse books. Besides Robert and Cari one person showed up. I could have been bummed but the one person who did show up was Desmond Reddick. He had recently started a podcast Dread Media and I became the first person Des interviewed on the show.

800 episodes later Dread Media is a popular show. Des is a good friend and an excellent writer. He has become one of my first and most trusted readers. I look to him for feedback and he hosted the 50th episode of my podcast to look at all my books.

One person showed up and look how meaningful that one person was! Thanks, Clive, because I knew doing the Victoria signing, was a risk of low or no turn-out but if Clive had do four people I could face whatever.


Book Review: The Devil Takes You Home by Gabino Iglesias


 

The Devil Takes You Home by Gabino Iglesias 

320 pages, Hardcover

  • Published August 2022 by Mulholland Books

  • Goodreads Choice Award Nominee for Best Horror (2022)


    This is a book I was massively overdue to read and I don’t know what took so long. I met Gabino briefly at a Con, I am not even sure which one, world Horror, BizarroCon…honestly not sure. I know him mostly as a positive force for years on Twitter, offering writing advice and being very posi all the time. So I admit I have always been rooting for this book and his success. According to good reads over 600 people are reading it! That is amazing. I have seen it suggested on the NPR website etc.

    The direct comparisons in the book world are easy. This fits into the same crime noir that S.A. Cosby’s genius Blacktop Wasteland fits. Like that novel, TDTYH forces the reader into an emotionally heavy crime tale that even the most straight-laced of readers can understand. Comparisons to Breaking Bad are lazy two-dimensional takes.

    This is the story of Mario a young father who ends up with a sick and dying daughter, his plans for a straight life and family are destroyed. A typical book would have Mario risking everything to save his daughter, but not this book the depths are so much deeper. He needs money and his ability to bury his feelings cold-bloodedly kill a man sets off a series of events that drive this narrative. Hope wouldn't make sense the early moments of this book.

    Mario, our point-of-view character is no Walter White, that show was a very different journey. Yes, we have the desert, a father, and a crime story. This story starts in a crushing, heartbreaking fashion, it softens up the reader before pushing us into a violent and hardcore direction. You may think you are prepared but there was a genuine WTF’s for this lifelong reader of the dark.  The Devil Takes You Home is a novel reviewers struggle to not spoil as Iglesias plants his feet in the noir but takes massive swings in the third act I didn’t see coming. If you want to preserve that surprise then I suggest you take my word before I get into spoilers.

    I read this book based on the strength of the Author, and never once read the insert. Glad I didn’t as this tonal shift is right there in some of the comparisons. I get it, I really do - but it would have soured the best a reveal a little OK  

    The first act does a fantastic job stripping away any fucks for Mario to give. “Shaken I walked back to the sofa and sat down. I hated God, but I needed him. I resented my mom for passing on her stupid devotion to me. Sometimes, I think faith is like a disease in our genes, something we can’t despite knowing we should.”

    The typical "Save the cat" formula would have Mario needing to have the money to save his daughter Anita. It is a little thing but the early heartbreak and despair set the novel and Mario's role in it apart from other stories. This darkness gives the events a serrated edge. This doesn't just serve the characters.

    The Devil Takes You Home is Bario-noir, southern noir, and a road trip story. The cruelty of the early chapters also sets the stage for frank talk.  Set on both sides of the Texas/ Mexico border the story is political, and opinionated. Thin-skinned readers will be turned off by the heartbreak at the beginning and that might be for the better because the honest reflections on racism and classism will be too much for them.

    “What people with money don’t understand is that most poor people’s problems can be solved with money. There are problems that won’t go away no matter how many bills you throw at them, but for people like me, for folks whose nightmares have names like hunger and eviction, money is a wonderful thing that can make tribulations disappear in a matter of seconds.”

    I made the mistake of reading angry reviews that felt attacked by this novel. It is a hilariously stupid position.  What are you afraid of? Personally, I love when a book makes morons angry, that is a sign the author is challenging mainstream thought. Gabino Iglesias has his priorities straight, first and foremost he is telling a story but like all the best writers he is doing so with a voice. He is commenting on Texas, politics, poverty, racism, crime, and lots more. Take this chapter opener and what it says about Texas...

    “The connective tissue between large Texas cities is brown nothingness. Buildings sprout from the flat ground in the distance when you get close enough to a city, their tallest structures reaching up to the sky like the blocky dark fingers of some buried giant from an alien race, but before you get there, the only thing around you is dirt, a few weathered shrubs, and an endless blue sky that sometimes makes you think it’s close enough to shatter if you throw a big rock at it. It’s like whichever deity was in charge of the terrain just gave up and copied and pasted the same mile over and over again all the way along I-10.”
     
    This is familiar to anyone who has driven through Texas. It makes Texas sound unappealing to me but I know it, I recognize it. I think people who get mad at this novel and talk of white shame are embarrassed to see themselves in the description.

    The other element that makes The Devil Takes You Home a superior work of noir is the characters. the thin line between cartoon and meaningful villains is a tough needle that Iglesias threads. The coolest thing for me however was the massive tonal shift I hinted at before. For two chapters the novel goes supernatural, well maybe it does? The moments of horror in the tunnels under the border both seem impossible and inevitable. This is a big swing to take so late in a novel that has not established that tone at any point before.

    Gabino Iglesias has a passion for writers, and books and he supports the book-a-sphere for that reason, I really WANTED to like this book. Lucky for me I loved it. After massive hype, this book lived up to every word of it. Even the haters that fear what it has to say, to me that makes the book even better.


    Tuesday, November 29, 2022

    My next novel is out now! Nightmare City (Co-written with Anthony Trevino) shipping now!


     

     My next solo novel "The Last Night to Kill Nazis" is up for Pre-order (Add to  your Goodreads shelf!) but it doesn't ship until next summer. Don't worry I have another book available now!

    Buy it here! 

    Nightmare City by David Agranoff and Anthony Trevino.

    Anthony and I originally created and wrote this story as a TV pilot, and basically outlined the novel by writing four episodes of teleplays. This novel is based on the first two episodes. Greatly expanded. We are happy with the third voice we found, as writers we both have different strengths. 

    “Nightmare City combines police procedural, conspiracy thriller, science fiction, and horror into a tightly plotted page-turner. More importantly, it creates a distinctive world in genre fiction.” – Desmond Reddick host of the Dread Media podcast
     
    “Agranoff and Trevino have concocted an alternate version of Seattle you’ll be begging to visit, but only from the safety of the printed page. This is a place where no one who dwells there is particularly affable, yet you’ll still want to get to know them intimately. If you’re fiending for some bizarre noir with flourishes of horror and science fiction, take a cautious step into the Nightmare City limits.” – Chad Stroup author of Secrets of the Weird
     
    "A terrifying intersection of climate-based horror and science fiction set in a futuristic Seattle full of body modification, corruption, missing kids, and dreams. Like a lost episode of Black Mirror meets True Detective. Trevino and Agranoff are a dope duo who have cooked up something unnerving yet special with Nightmare City."--Grant Wamack, author of God's Leftovers
     
    Back cover:
     
    After being nationally humiliated and earning himself a death sentence from every gangster in Seattle, FBI agent Nate Washington is ready to call it quits. His days are spent courting a whiskey bottle and reliving the past. That is until a series of child kidnappings in the local projects drag him back into the world of his undercover days and into the hands of his old crew leader, Marcus Morris, whose son is one of the missing.

    Morris gives Nate an ultimatum: Find his son and redeem himself or die disgraced in an unknown basement. Without any love for Morris, but a desire to bring the kids to safety, Nate accepts, starting a journey that will pit Nate against genetically modified monsters, sociopathic tech-gurus, a militant police force, and an unstoppable death cult eager to plunge the waking world into a very real nightmare.


     

    Book Review: Blood Music by Greg Bear


     

     Blood Music by Greg Bear

    247 pages, Paperback
    Published March, 1986 by Ace


     Hugo Award Nominee for Best Novel (1986),
     Nebula Award Nominee for Best Novel (1985),
     British Science Fiction Association Award Nominee for Best Novel (1986),
     John W. Campbell Memorial Award Nominee for Best Science Fiction Novel (1986),
    Prix Tour-Apollo Award (1986),
    Tähtivaeltaja Award (1988)

    In 2005 or so author Cody Goodfellow mentioned Blood  Music to me assuming I had read it. I had read Greg Bear. Eon, I think Darwin’s Radio. All before I tracked my reading, so it is fuzzy. Somehow despite all the award nominations and the nature of being a classic Science Fiction horror crossover I had not read it. Feeling like a poser I went the next day to the 5th ave books in San Diego, the bookstore we affectionately referred to as “the annoying guy bookstore,” and found a paperback copy of Blood Music. Good thing I rushed down there as it sat unread on my shelf for 17 years. Two weeks ago, Greg Bear’s wife Astrid announced that the award-winning author had died.  


    Suddenly I felt guilty that I never took Cody’s advice, and with the passing of Greg Bear thought it was time. Bear is from here in San Diego, and even if he ended up in Seattle I think we can claim him. David Brin and Kim Stanley Robinson are connected to  UCSD but Bear has a degree across town as an Aztec at SDSU. Well I have for sure read his Star Trek and Star Wars novels, they were notable for being more SF than many of the similar books attached to the franchises. Eon is the book I have the strongest memory reading.

    Now Blood Music. Is the hype real? I mean the awards are one thing, but Cody Goodfellow's recommendations are normally golden. There is only one time I can think of a book he urged me to read that I hated. Blood Music I am happy to say lives up to the hype and is all that. Bear is known for hard science so I assume that is the case with this novel which was an expansion of a novella. 


    Expansions can be a mixed bag. Often the original novella or story remains the core genius, in this case, I don’t have the shorter work to compare it to. I think the novel is a masterpiece as is, but as I said I have nothing to compare it to. Blood Music is the perfect hybrid of Science Fiction and horror, mind-bending and thought-inducing creep-out that starts like a mad-scientist story and morphs into Andromeda Strain-ish end of the world…wait end of the universe tale. The world doesn’t begin to describe it.

    The thinking plague was an unintentional theme back to back as I just read David Koepp’s Cold Storage. Scientific hubris is not the point of Blood Music, even though it seeds that idea with the actions of Vergil who certainly looks like a main character at the start. As he drops out of the story you might be thinking this is a case of an SF author focused on ideas that sacrifice characters.
    Blood Music comes close to doing that in the sense the ideas as grand as they are will run over your memories of this book. At the moment however Bear does give attention to several characters, although no one is a true POV character. For good reason the narrative shifts often. However, even characters like the journalist introduced only in the words of his report as he flies over America has little details that give the definition to that character.
     
    The thing is the ideas of this novel, the concept is just so strong no matter what Bear does to make Suzy, Virgil, or Michael Bernard live and breathe you’ll close the book and think about the nature of the universe. That is the mission of science fiction when at its best. Horror at its best does that and makes you uncomfortable about it. The thing is if you are really getting into Blood Music on a cosmic horror scale this makes you feel puny like the best of Lovecraft.

    “Almost every living cell there was already a functioning computer with a huge memory? A mammalian cell had a DNA complement of several billion base pairs, each acting as a piece of information. What was reproduction, after all, but a computerized biological process of enormous complexity and reliability?”

    Blood Music is about a lab scientist who is experimenting with getting the cells in living bodies to think for themselves. And when he thinks he is getting fired and cut off from his experiments he injects himself. The side effects are not that different from Brundle's in The FLY. In a typical novel this would set up an arc for Vergil, but he is catalyst and not the point. His cells, his living cells come alive in a series of creepy moments.

    “Are you Stoned?”
    He shook his head, then nodded once, very slowly “listening.”
    “To what?”
    “I don’t know. Sounds. Not sounds. Like music. The heart, all the blood vessels, the friction of the blood along the arteries, veins. Activity. Music in the blood.”


    The hint of the title, normally when a character speaks the title of a story it can be corny but in this case it works. It is also a hint of the mission statement of Bear’s musing with this concept. The notion should creep out any reader. The idea is that the cells in our body could awaken and become a universe in their own right. Much has been made of how the MCU and popular media popularized the idea of multiverses but also quantum universes. Blood music expands the idea that these cells in Virgil’s body become a universe themselves.

    Fantasy has often taken place in these micro-universes, my favorite being Clive Barker's Weaveworld. It is something special for a hard Science Fiction novel. Mostly Blood music hints at these huge and heady issues.

    “They’re trying to understand what space is. That’s tough for them. They break distances down into concentrations of chemicals. For them, space is a range of taste intensities.”
    “Maybe that’s what your machine calls infection—all the new information in my blood. Chatter. Tastes of other individuals. Peers. Superiors. Subordinates.”


    Once the cells become aware they want to spread and grow. That is when the horror elements begin, the thinking plague that starts by changing and manipulating of its environment or space. Just as we have changed the earth they change Virgil. Eventually, his friend Michael isolates himself and tries to learn to communicate with the cells in his body.

    “You say they are a civilization—”
    “Like a thousand civilizations.”
    “What am I to you?
    Father/Mother/Universe
    World-Challenge
    Source of all
    Ancient slow
    *Mountain-galaxy*”


    This is when the multiple points of view really help in the narrative. While we learn about the nature of the virus, we see the effects through the eyes of Suzy and April back in California. there is one outlier chapter that is really smart in the context of explaining the scale of the apocalyptic events. As told in a transcript of a news report, a European reporter flies over America. Complete to a shout-out to my homeland of Indiana.

    “How do I describe the landscape beneath us. A new vocabulary, a new language, may be necessary.”  “Indianapolis is below us, and as indecipherable, as mysterious and…beautiful and alien as the other megaplexes.”

    The changing landscape is the surface effect, but the reality of the universe and the cosmic issues are what really moves me. Blood Music is a classic and nominated with good reason. This book is a fantastic place to start if you want to honor the writer we just lost. I don't think it is similar to his other works but that is why it stands out. It is a fun, thought-provoking genre hybrid that questions the nature of reality. Yeah - that good.

    “The human race hasn’t generated nearly the density or amount of information processing – computing, thinking, what have you – to manifest any truly obvious effects on space-time.”
     


    Friday, November 25, 2022

    Book Review: Cold Storage by David Koepp


     

    Cold Storage by David Koepp

    308 pages, Hardcover 
    Published by Harper  September 2019



    I just read and reviewed Koepp’s second novel Aurora a month ago so I apologize for repeating much of my David Koepp thoughts and history. I read these two books out of order and I think that was a bit of a mistake as I think there was a natural increase in ability between freshman and sophomore efforts. David Koepp is a respected screenwriter, and one of my favorites but somehow remains underrated.  How can a writer who is responsible for some of the high-grossest movies of all time be underrated? The thing is when you write scripts for Spielberg (Jurassic Park & War of the Worlds), David Fincher (Panic Room), Brian Depalma (Snake Eyes), Steven Soderberg (Kimi), and Rami (Spider-man) the writer is not really the one who gets the credit or is remembered.

    That said David Koepp is a favorite of mine not because of those scripts, although I am a huge fan of Panic Room which is a masterclass in building suspense and tension. It is the underrated movies that Koepp has written and directed. Stir of Echoes is a masterpiece full stop.

    What makes Koepp great are dozens of tiny details that build suspense. As I said in my Aurora review and is worth repeating …Koepp is always thinking about how character moments can build out the story and keep the audience/reader nervous. Koepp keeps you just slightly ahead of the character, like that moment when you are about to stub your toe but it is too late to avoid it. The Koepp story exists in a gasp before impact.

    It is exciting that Koepp, after writing some of the highest-grossest movies ever, chose to write a novel. When I first saw this announced I was excited but I wondered why Koepp choose to write a novel instead of writing a screenplay. Having read it, now I see this would be a complicated story to write as spec. Koepp’s films, while done well are limited in scope probably for budget and production reasons.

    I get the sense that Koepp wanted to tell this story and not think about those realities. You will see lots of comparisons to Andromeda Strain and I think that influence is clear. More accidentally, the thinking plague is something of a theme in Blood Music by Greg Bear a novella that was expanded into a novel in the 80s. I am reading that book (right now) in part because Bear died this week and I wanted to read that novel that many consider a masterpiece.

    The comparisons between Blood Music and Cold Storage are largely thematic but very different stories. Both involve an aware virus, one of the creepiest things about Cold Storage is a fungus that thinks about spreading, and once it is in a host it tries to spread. It is a killer concept for a Science Fiction horror, techno-thriller…all things this could be marketed as.

    I don’t know if this book sold well or not. I didn’t hear much buzz, I found it and read it because I am a Koepp fan who will follow him to any project. It was oddly marketed without any thought to the genre. I think they missed out on genre readers. The blurbs mention it being a thriller, and a couple focuses on humor, something I didn't feel much of. It was marketed to readers of Andy Weir and Noah Hawley when honestly it feels more solidly horror.

    OK…the deer taking the elevator. We will come back to that…

    Cold Storage’s comparison to Andromeda Strain starts with the inciting events of the novel. I believe Skylab really did crash in Australia in 1979, but in this novel Cordyceps Novus, a fungus sent into space on Skylab mutates into a cosmic bacteria that has more in common with the alien in The Thing than a pizza topping. It has an astonishing growth rate because it thinks and wants to grow. The fungus later takes out an Outback town, before being contained. For a few decades, it remains that way until it accidently unearths and sets events in motion that combine The Crazies with  The Thing. The main character Roberto Diaz has had a plan for this for decades, hoped he would never have to deal with this ultimate plague. That said much of the action involves Storage unit security guard  Teacake and Naomi, they are fun characters and have an interesting dynamic.

    The narrative is strange, and it might have to do with his position but Koepp breaks a few rules most editors don’t allow writers to get away with. The POV changes at a whim sometimes from one paragraph to the next. It is the one thing I didn’t like and that took me out of the story and confused me a couple of times. That said the prose is fine-tuned as you expect from Koepp to build the horror elements.  I was surprised at how horror it was. Honestly, this novel is as horror as anything by Brian Keene. Once the virus is out exposure would be enough to make things suspenseful but this virus wants to grow, to infect. There are plenty of moments when the characters, the humans lose control and their thoughts are controlled by the fungus but smartly Koepp slowly releases that information.

    The infected deer acting unlike a deer created some of the freaky weird moments… being murdered, resurrection, and riding an elevator—also some interesting commentary.

    “...and that dumbass deer—sorry, that beautiful creature of God—that thing’s character was drawn within the limitations of a non-sentient brain. It stood there, unmoving, as the car closed the last fifty feet on it; it just hunched there, watching Death come hurtling at it, staring at the car like, well, like exactly what it was, there’s a goddamn good reason for that cliché, so maybe it was fitting that the first thing that hit the deer was the headlight.”  

    Koepp always uses tools, or environmental factors to increase dread, one of my favorite moments involved the use of night vision goggles.

    “He was still wearing the thermal imaging goggles, and he could see the dense thick amount of fungus on the dead man’s body was very much alive and quite industrious. The churning ooze was already moving off the corpse to explore the environment.”

    Cold Storage is a great and very effective horror novel. I am a little more impressed by Koepp's second novel Aurora, but this is a solid effort. There is nothing revolutionary, or mind bending but it is super entertaining. I recommend this novel for horror fans looking for a great disaster novel and stuff that evolves the zombie genre like the Hissers novels or Skipp and Spector’s The Bridge. Overall Big thumbs up.

    Sunday, November 13, 2022

    Book and Stories Review: Axle-Bust Creek by John Shirley (plus 2 new Sci-Fi stories)


     

    Axle-Bust Creek  by John Shirley (plus two NEW short stories)
    352 pages, Paperback
    Published by Pinnacle Books September 2022

    Sacrificial Drones (short story) in the Nov/Dec Issue of The Magazine of Fantasy and SF.
    The Lost City of Los Angeles (short story) in the 2022 issue of Startling Stories   

    So this is a three-in-one interview featuring the latest releases from John Shirley who anyone following my reviews is one of my favorite authors. I am reviewing his Western novel and two Science fiction stories that appeared in classic magazines.

    Starting with the Western, Axle Bust Creek. I was surprised as I started to read a couple of the reviews of this novel that most of the readers of this book are Western readers who are new to John Shirley. I follow authors more than genre, and that is why I was here. This is not Shirley’s first Western he wrote an excellent historical novel Wyatt in Wichita, about the famous gunslinger Wyatt Earp. Seems like a history lesson might help here. With more than 80 books across genres ranging from Science Fiction, and horror to media tie-ins Shirley is a legend in more than one genre disciple. While William Gibson is normally the writer most associated with cyberpunk it is John Shirley that Gibson labeled patient zero of the genre. Check out his groundbreaking decades ahead of its time SF classic City Come A’Walkin’ if you don’t believe Willie.

    While John Shirley also has many screenwriting credits from Star Trek Deep Space Nine to the Real Ghostbusters he is most famous for putting a Guitar in The Crow’s hands. As the initial screenwriter of The Crow, it was John Shirley that sold the goth, rock and roll vigilante to the industry when no one had heard of the IP. He has written Alien, Predator, John Constantine, and Batman novels. The years and experience of storytelling brought to this western novel is evident on the page.  

    Authors known for genre fiction have a history of writing historical novels that they consider some of their best work, and often they end up pleading with their readers to pay attention to these books. David Morrell a thriller writer known as the father of Rambo (First Blood) had this experience with the Last Reveille and F.Paul Wilson with Black Wind (However The Wilson novel fits into his mythos and doesn't feel like a departure to me). Joe Lansdale Crossed horror and western over with his Dead in the West early in his career but his Paradise Sky was a powerful intense historical western. John Shirley’s first historical Western has more in common with that Lansdale book. Both are excellent reads. Forget genre and fall into the hands of a master storyteller.

    Axle-Bust Creek is John Shirley’s first totally invented Western and in a good way it has a pulp western feeling. Shirley is a pioneer of punk rock and the most extreme of music and fiction. As hardcore as songs like his band Sado-nation got with songs like Johnny Paranoid his horror did the same. Novels like Cellars and Wetbones are fiction with teeth. His fiction however always has a sense of justice, perhaps the best examples are Demons (an environmental horror novel) or his Song called Youth trilogy which predicted the rise of the Tea party and MAGA in the 80s.

    Given all that John is from the generation that had constant Westerns on TV, who read Western pulp novels and he always had a western story or two in his heart. Axle-Bust Creek is the first of a series this novel serves to set the table for his hero Cleve Trewe. A vet of the union comes west to Nevada to make a claim on a gold mine founded by his Uncle.

    When he gets to the west he finds he is still dealing with trauma and has to deal with the corruption and violence that is common on the edge of civilization. Of course, various forces claim the mine, and Cleve finds various forms of injustice. It only makes sense when he starts to make things right in the western tradition he is made Sheriff.

    Early in the novel, Shirley does a good job establishing the characters. Not just Cleve, but the seeds for a sidekick have well planted Leon a former confederate soldier who had been his prisoner. There are plenty of moments that feel traditional, like gun fights, and verbal stand-offs. Shirley plays with the language and tropes in a way that makes the novel feel comfy for fans of the genre.
    The best example of this is a fantastic scene halfway through the book when Cleve is offered the job of Sheriff. The give and take is very traditional Western. It is a fantastic give-and-go of dialogue.

    “You let me do it and I’ll do my damnedest for you. I’ll chase runaway pigs if you want me to. I’ll chase badmen into hell.”

    It is later in the novel when Shirley brings in elements that are unique to his talents and a sense of justice comes into play. Outside of official law, the miners take one of Cleve’s prisoners nicknamed Scrap who they accused as a thief. This brings up Cleve’s haunted memories from the war when he saw a deserter hung. “Legally hung, according to military law, but it had never felt like Justice to Cleve.”

    The description of the hangings are the moments when you most clearly show Shirley’s genre roots. The anger Cleve feels at seeing Scrap hung sets off the motion of the final act.  It is where the novel really feels like a work by John Shirley. Also, the novel explores sexism and Racism towards Chinese immigrants and the women who end up in the brothels.

      That is where the sense of Justice drives the narrative.  I have a feeling that the next two books will go even deeper as Shirley has the set-up out of the way.  

    Speaking of activist themes in fiction the last two short stories by John Shirley have appeared in two of the all-time classic venues for science fiction. I am a subscriber to The Magazine of Fantasy and SF so a new John Shirley story in the mailbox was as welcome as the same magazine gave us a Norman Spinrad cover story earlier in the year. I admit I didn’t know that Wildside Press had breathed life back into Startling Stories with an annual issue. Glad that I know now.

      Sacrificial Drones is a powerful story with a global feel. The tone of the story reminded me of a Gattaca-style Science Fiction. At the heart is a very interesting relationship between Kayla who is a young person in this future and a charming, young seeming man named Jacob. The reality is an old man who has been able to deage himself. The story is about tiny nano-drones, little medical droids. Of course, Shirley has been exploring this type of prediction SF for decades, there are reasons why masters are identified as such.

    I read all the stories by younger authors and many of them are great but there is something to this generation. Spinrad’s story a couple months ago had the same top-notch skill.

    Of the three things Shirley has released lately, the Starling Stories was the pulpy tongue-in-cheek best. The Lost City of Los Angeles is a great SF story. A first-person narrative of a man named Ryan who is frozen on UCLA campus as he dies from disease and wakes up the only survivor of the anthro-ark thousands of years in the future.

    This story is both CLI-FI and satire as Shirley projects a post-ecological collapse in LA where primitive survivors in the ashes of LA rebuild new culture based on the bits and pieces of the past they find. Wait til you meet the Botoxians.

    The Startling Stories is really good for any SF reader but Shirley fans will want this because it has a great interview with Shirley as well. The fictional activism and angry storyteller is in perfect form so pick it up.
     




    Sunday, October 30, 2022

    Book Review: Blindsight by Peter Watts

     


    Blindsight by Peter Watts

    384 pages, Hardcover

    First published October, 2006

    Hugo Award Nominee, Best Novel (2007), Locus Award Nominee, Best SF Novel (2007), Kurd-Laßwitz-Preis Nominee, Bestes ausländisches Werk (Best Foreign Work) (2009), Sunburst Award Nominee, Canadian Novel (2007), John W. Campbell Memorial Award Nominee (2007), Grand Prix de l'Imaginaire, Traduction (2009), Premio Ignotus Nominee, Mejor novela extranjera (Best Foreign Novel) (2010), Tähtivaeltaja Award (2014), Prix Aurora Award Nominee, Best Long-Form Work in English (2007), Seiun Award 星雲賞, Best Translated Long Story (2014)

     

    Some novels, stories, or movies suffer from hype and hyperbole. For Blindsight the hype was real and I think if I read it without the constant refrain of “it will change how you view the world,” I would have liked it better. That is pretty high praise. It is not Peter Watts's fault that readers talk about his book like it is the most groundbreaking-ist Science fiction to ever science in fiction.

    I can tell you right off the bat I was more impressed personally by Watts’s novel The Freeze-Frame Revolution. That is also a mind-bending science fiction novel that packs in more ideas and story into its 192 pages than some novels three times its length. One of the hardest parts of space-based hard sci-fi is for the writer to express the scope and size of the universe. Both books do that but I found the concept of FFR did it slightly better. When we look into the universe the distance and amount of years are beyond what most stories can contain. We can talk about distances that stretch thousands of light-years and journeys that would last thousands if not millions of years but it is a different challenge to create a narrative with such scope. That is the cool thing about this novel - it doesn't shy away from this reality.

    In Blindsight as a hard SF take on first contact Watts doesn’t avoid the gulf not just between worlds but the vast space between beings that evolve on different worlds. This is a tough subject to capture some of the best examples Sagan’s Contact, Pournelle and Niven’s Mote in God’s Eye, or Lem’s Solaris. We will get back to Lem, as someone who has written (and finished the first draft) of a First Contact hard SF I am very interested in this topic.

    Watts brings to the table an important ingredient. As a biologist that gulf between beings is at the heart of the story and for that reason there is one other novel it reminded me of. In this review, I am finding it impossible to think about Blindsight without thinking of the 70s Science Fiction novel His Master’s Voice by Stanislaw Lem. That novel is a masterpiece of speculative philosophy, that is held together by a threadbare story, that most modern readers will find boring and esoteric. Watts has created a masterpiece here (damn it I am doing it too) and unlike the Lem book, he has story and characters that you can relate to.

    If you hear Watts talk in interviews he thinks he commits the classic sin of SF of being loaded with ideas and little character work. Maybe it is because I kept comparing these two books but Lem is far more guilty of it. The novel sometimes speaks to the reader for a very clever reason I will not give away but Siri is a linguist who has had surgery that removed part of her brain, giving her multiple personalities and making her ideal for the mission. Szpindal is the captain of the ship given the first contact mission and is a vampire, and that sounds cornier than it is.

    The reality is the characters are built in the parallels and reversals of the story. They have to be there; they have to be who they are. The characters are woven into the story. His Master’s Voice by Lem was just an exercise for 200 hundred pages to say we are like dogs listening to a record. A species far off, and perhaps dead sent this message and we have no idea if they are even still there.  Blightsight has a point and message, like Lem’s novel but Watts still told a story. It is of course similar to Clarke’s Rama but again there is more thought to building a story with characters.

    Blindsight starts when an alien probe takes a massive scan/photo of the earth and sends a signal back to a large ship that humans label Rorschach. I assume named after the test, not the band. The ship Theseus sent to connect with the vessel and make contact, and this is when the fiction gets super sciencey and suspenseful.

    Blindsight is one that sits with you. I admit my first reaction was OK, it was good but why all the hyperbole? It is a book that sits with it. Certainly, writing about has helped me to see all the cool things it is doing. It is a first contact novel, that is where it starts, and like the Lem novel, it is speculative philosophy. The questions center as much of what it means to be human, alive you know little things.  I am not sure I can discuss anymore without spoiling the themes so let me say at this point I am pro this book that is part of Clarke’s Rama and Lem’s His Master’s Voice which is a highly readable work of modern SF that comes from a unique voice. It should be read but ignore the hyperbole and you’ll have a better experience.

    So yeah the themes…the set-up is smart that saying hi to aliens in this novel is not about, how scary and different those weird aliens are…I mean that is what it looks like for two hundred pages but it is not. What if we were the scary weird ones?

    “So you don’t think Rorscach is hostile?”
    Long silence – long enough to make me wonder if I’d been detected.
    “Hostile,” Szpindel said at last. “Friendly. We learned those words for life on earth, Eh? I don’t know if they apply out here?”


    This is the first time the novel starts to spell out the mission statement. It is the first of many misunderstandings that the humans in the story have. Playing with the conventions Watts knows the reader will be looking for the horror that this misunderstanding will put the characters through. In a typical Contact novel, the aliens would be planning an invasion or seeking to kill our heroes.

    In this case, the major difference with the crew of the Rorschach is their very nature is different. Like much of the animal kingdom, remember we are still animals these aliens do not have the sense of self, or consciousness that 99.9 % of Science Fiction writers have assumed space-traveling aliens would have. Watts is right to remind us that just because it was part of how we got to space, an older species or just a different one could have a different path. Thus this presents a realization for the crew.

    “How do you say 'We come in peace' when the very words are an act of war?”

    So when readers say that Watts bent their minds or changed the way they see the world it is inherent in this part of the book. That questions the very nature of self-awareness.

    “Evolution has no foresight. Complex machinery develops its own agendas. Brains — cheat. Feedback loops evolve to promote stable heartbeats and then stumble upon the temptation of rhythm and music. The rush evoked by fractal imagery, the algorithms used for habitat selection, metastasize into art. Thrills that once had to be earned in increments of fitness can now be had from pointless introspection. Aesthetics rise unbidden from a trillion dopamine receptors, and the system moves beyond modeling the organism. It begins to model the very process of modeling. It consumes evermore computational resources, bogs itself down with endless recursion and irrelevant simulations. Like the parasitic DNA that accretes in every natural genome, it persists and proliferates and produces nothing but itself. Metaprocesses bloom like cancer, and awaken, and call themselves I.”

    We are the species on our planet-killing its ability to sustain life as we know it. Throughout the novel are characters who are transhuman in the sense that Siri’s mother for example has uploaded herself to become digital. Siri has been altered to think differently, and now has multiple personalities at war with themselves. While the sense of I has made humans dangerous even that basic condition is changing. This novel presents not only that this sense of personhood is weird but also makes us dangerous and seeing the effects of climate change it is hard to argue that point. Could we be better humans?

    “Every concert pianist knows that the surest way to ruin a performance is to be aware of what the fingers are doing. Every dancer and acrobat knows enough to let the mind go, let the body run itself. Every driver of a manual vehicle arrives at destinations with no recollection of the stops and turns and roads traveled in getting there. You are all sleepwalkers, whether climbing creative peaks or slogging through some mundane routine for the thousandth time. You are all sleepwalkers.”


    That is why the very act of saying hello we are here, this is language is an attack to these beings. That is why Blindsight is a thoughtful and important work of modern SF. So it si with great personal annoyance that as I continue to think about this novel long after I closed the book for the final time I admit the hype is real. A masterpiece even if my first thought was it is not all that. It is.