Clarke Award Shortlist Posted

Oh well. It doesn't much resemble the shortlist I predicted in this post - I guessed The Quiet War and Anathem, but not the others. The shortlist goes like this:

The Quiet War, Paul J McAuley
Anathem, Neal Stephenson
Song of Time, Ian R MacLeod
House of Suns, Alastair Reynolds
The Margarets, Sherri S Tepper
Martin Martin's on the Other Side, Mark Wernham

It's not a list that makes me want to dash out and read the books. I've already read - and enjoyed - House of Suns, but I didn't think it was good enough for the shortlist. (But then, I predicted Nick Harkaway's The Gone-away World would be on the shortlist, but I'm currently reading it and not enjoying it at all....) I've only read MacLeod's short fiction. Perhaps I should rectify that. I've read a few of Tepper's novels, and they were all very much of a muchness - solid mid-list fare with a slight undercurrent of umbrage.

I'm not going to try and predict the winner. I think most expect Anathem to take the prize. I've yet to read it - I probably never will, since I disliked Stephenson's Baroque Cycle so much.

Interzone 221 Out Now...

... containing my review of Bruce Sterling's excellent The Caryatids and my interview with the man himself. For the record, the story opens on Mljet, which is not Cyprus. As claimed by several other reviews of the book. See here - Mljet is a small island off the coast of Croatia. It is not Cyprus.

Interzone 221 also contains some excellent fiction by Will McIntosh, Al Robertson, Matthew Kressel, Alaya Dawn Johnson, Paul M Berger, and... Bruce Sterling. Plus book, film and DVD reviews.

Pure Space Opera - Seeds of Earth by Michael Cobley

I wanted to avoid reviewing books by friends on this blog because, well, it might cost me too much in beers if I ever ran into them at a con... Then I thought, what the hell. It's not like my friends are crap writers. So I have implemented a policy change. And the first book to benefit from this is:

Seeds of Earth by Michael Cobley.


This is the first novel of a space opera trilogy called Humanity's Fire. I'd read in several reviews that the book was slow to start but picked up about halfway through. I'd interpreted this to mean there was a steep learning curve. It's not uncommon in space opera. The author has to lay out their universe and it's usually a big universe.

But those reviews were quite correct. Cobley's universe is perhaps not that large - although he's certainly thrown everything he can think of into it. Seeds of Earth is very much heartland space opera - in fact, it sits right on the bullseye. While this does mean there's a lot of set-up to plough through - including a somewhat excessive use of italicised alien vocabulary - it's not just that which accounts for the initial slow pace. However, once the villains appear on the scene the story shifts into high gear, and the book becomes a real page-turner.

Having said that, I suspect Cobley has slightly over-egged his universe. While there are definitely some interesting ideas in there - a hyperspace consisting of strata of dead universes, for example - I personally prefer stories which aren't so inclusive and which are a little more adventurous with sf tropes.

Which is not to say Seeds of Earth is a bad book. On the contrary, it's very good. It's well-constructed and well-written. It's a pure hit of the purest space opera.

So go read it.

I'm looking forward to the sequel.

Normal Service Will Be Resumed Shortly...

I've been feeling a bit uninspired blog-wise recently, but since I've just done another "double whammy" on the music front I'll post about it...

A double whammy is two gigs on two consecutive nights. This time it was French metal band Gojira on the 13th March, followed by prog rock band Magenta on 14th March. Both were excellent.

Here's some Gojira for you.





And here's a bit of Magenta.

Making It Up As You Go Along

Recently, I've been working on a near-future sf short story. For this story, I needed the name and location of a small town in central Asia. The plot required that the inhabitants of this town belong to a sufficiently small ethnic group for their origin to be identified by their genes. And the town had to be remote enough for no one to notice if its population disappeared pretty much overnight.

I was explaining my dilemma to a friend, and he said, "Why don't you just make one up?"

Fifteen years ago, I'd have had no choice. The town would have to be invented. And if my invented details were a little implausible, it's extremely unlikely anyone would ever notice.

Now, I can use the Web. I can go hunting in Wikipedia, or on Google Maps. Not to mention using online translation tools to read web sites in other languages. I can find a real town to use in my story. And, if I'm lucky, I might even be able to find photographs taken in that town. So when the protagonist of my story visits it, I'll be able to describe the town as it actually is.

I explained this to my friend, and he said, "You could still make one up."

Well, yes. I could. But that's not the point. Science fiction is not about making it up as you go along. If I invent an alien planet, that planet is still subject to the laws of physics - so no breathable atmospheres at 1013.25 millibars on a planet with the same density as Earth but half the diameter. If I set a story on a moon of Saturn (as I have done), then I want it to be as close as possible to the real life moon of Saturn. I have in the past searched the NASA web site for artists' impressions of Saturn's moons - just to learn the angle at which Saturn's rings will appear to a person stood on the surface of a particular moon.

And yet probably no one would ever notice if I got it wrong. The same is true for that central Asian town. Who actually cares if it's real or not?

I do.

It's important to me that the details of a story are right at every level. Even if it's fantasy. Or space opera.

And I now have a powerful tool on my desk which allows me to get the details right: the Web.

So if you'll excuse me, I have some research to do...

Reading Challenge #3 - Star King, Jack Vance

Ringworld and Rendezvous With Rama could certainly be considered classics of science fiction. And Jack Vance is certainly a classic sf author, and has written a couple of classic sf novels. But Star King is not one of them. However, Vance has always been a singular voice in sf, and I've always liked his books. So sticking one of his titles on the list for my 2009 Reading Challenge was a no-brainer. And I decided to choose one I'd not read for many years - for a couple of decades, even.

Star King is the first book of the Demon Princes quintet. The series' story follows Kirth Gersen as he wreaks his revenge on five interstellar criminals who were responsible for enslaving his town when he was a child. Each novel details his revenge on one of the criminals. The first criminal is Attel Malagate the Woe, a member of an alien race known as Star Kings.

Star Kings are actually humanoid amphibians, but appear entirely human. They are also intensely competitive and driven to excel. The fact that Malagate is a member of this race does help Gersen eventually identify him...

Gersen has been brought to be an instrument of revenge by his grandfather. He has all the necessary skills, and is especially effective at unarmed combat. His grandfather dies and leaves him with a single name, a pirate captain he recognised who was present when the town was enslaved. In a flashback, Gersen visits the pirate, tortures him until he gives up the names of the five criminals - the demon princes of the series' title - and then kills him.

While meditating on this information at Smade's Tavern on Smade's World, Gersen meets Lugo Teehalt, a locator who has discovered an Edenic world ripe for settlement. However, Teehalt has learnt that his sponsor is Malagate, and he doesn't want to hand over the location of the world to the criminal. Teehalt is then murdered by three other guests of the tavern - who admit they work for Malagate. They take Gersen's ship, assuming it is Teehalt's.

Gersen finds Teehalt's ship, and there are enough clues in it to indicate that Malagate is one of three administrators at Sea Province University on the world of Alphanor... But which one?

I read Star King in a day. There's not much in it. My edition, the 1988 Grafton paperback, has only 208 pages. And even then, there's not that much plot. Gersen fortuitously meets Teehalt. Gersen stumbles on a clue to Malagate's real identity. Gersen puts into effect plan to identify Malagate. Plan works - albeit with one or two minor hurdles to overcome.

Vance has fleshed this out by having Gersen questioning everything he learns and everything he does. It makes the story somewhat... conditional. It's bad enough that the plot starts with a coincidence, but the continual second-guessing only makes it seem as if Gersen is being driven by the plot rather than vice versa. Even the resolution relies on events Gersen could not have foreseen or planned for. He has his plan, yes; but the final clues which reveal which of the three administrators is Malagate are not part of it.

Still, this is a novel by Jack Vance. And you read his books as much for his voice as for the story. In that respect, Star King does not disappoint. It might be a thin work, but it could never be mistaken for another writer's novel. Perhaps it's more lightweight than I'd remembered, but it's still a fun read. There are worse ways to kill a couple of hours, and certainly worse books available in any book shop.

I'm tempted to read the other four books of the Demon Princes series, but... the to-be-read pile is big enough already. Another day perhaps.

Beyond the Bounds of Vengeance - Spirit by Gwyneth Jones

To date, Gwyneth Jones has appeared on the Arthur C Clarke Award short list six times, and won it once - for Bold As Love in 2002. Only Stephen Baxter has been nominated more times, and he has yet to win the award. If Jones' 2004 novel Life had been published in the UK, I suspect it too would have been short-listed - it did, after all, win the Philip K Dick Award for that year. As David Soyka wrote in his review of the book on on sfsite.com:

Simply, put, Life is one of the best things Jones has written. You can stop reading right now and go out and buy the book. Otherwise, you'll have to endure yet another one of these diatribes about how science fiction doesn't get any respect from the literary mainstream. Because you can't read this book and not reflect on the fact that had this been written by, say, Margaret Atwood, Life would be receiving more of the widespread attention it deserves.

In other words, Gwyneth Jones is probably one of the best British science fiction writers currently being published. So a new novel by her is certain to be one worth reading. Spirit; or the Princess of Bois Dormant is her latest. It was published at the end of December 2008.



The plot of Spirit is based on that of The Count of Monte Cristo, but it shares its universe with the Aleutian trilogy of White Queen, North Wind and Phoenix Café. The universe has also featured in a number of Jones' short stories, including 'Saving Tiamaat' in The New Space Opera (it can be read here); and 'The Tomb Wife', which has just been shortlisted for this year's Nebula Award (it can be read here).

The shape of Dumas' story is well-known: Dantès is falsely accused of treason, sentenced to life imprisonment in the Chateau d'If, befriended by a fellow prisoner who teaches him all manner of useful skills and knowledge, escapes, sets himself up in society using treasure whose location was given to him by his friend in prison... and subsequently has his revenge on those who conspired to send him to prison in the first place.

And Spirit does, in broad aspect, follow this. The novel's protagonist is also unjustly imprisoned for twenty years, is educated while in prison, escapes and uses the "fortune" she was bequeathed by her mentor inside to... Not revenge, but neither is it justice. Call it a "balancing".

Of course, Spirit is space opera - new space opera, in fact. The conspiracy which puts Dantès in prison was historical and reasonably well-known by readers. The conspiracy underlying Spirit is wholly invented; the world in which Spirit takes place is wholly invented. Which means the narrative of Jones' protagonist - Gwibiwr; quickly shortened to Bibi - must begin much earlier than that of Dantès. It must give her origin, in fact. And the conspiracy which results in Bibi's imprisonment must also be set up. It is not until halfway through Spirit that Bibi is actually sent to prison. This is not a criticism - Spirit is not about Bibi's revenge, it is about Bibi. She is "the Princess of Bois Dormant".

In the Aleutian trilogy, aliens arrived on Earth and precipitated a crisis. This led to the Gender Wars and, eventually, a World Republic. In Spirit, Jones has expanded this universe into an interstellar Hegemony of five worlds, ruled from a space station in the Kuiper Belt called Speranza. Each of the five worlds is the home of an "alien" race, although there is sufficient biological commonality between the various races to suggest Earth as a common home world in the ancient past. This is known as "having your cake and eating it". A major theme of the Aleutian trilogy was colonialism, and Earth was the colonised; but in Spirit the humans - or "Blues", as Earth is known as the Blue Planet - are the colonisers. The Hegemony also allows Jones to spread her commentary on gender and gender roles across societies that are very much other.

And there is plenty of cake to eat in Spirit. Not a Black Forest gateau or the like, not some fancy confection covered whipped cream and chocolate shavings. But a strong English fruitcake, steeped in brandy. Perhaps that's too silly a conceit. Certainly Spirit contains plenty to chew on, not just the themes carried over from the Aleutian trilogy.

Admittedly, those themes strongly season the book, making Spirit very much a thematic sequel to Phoenix Café. But there are other ingredients: the opening section, in which Bibi grows up in semi-feudal Baykonur, has a flavour of Frank Herbert's Dune. The sudden decamp to Speranza, and the explanation of the workings of the Hegemony's interstellar transit network, contains pieces of Frederik Pohl's Gateway. When Bibi is on Sigurt's World as part of a diplomatic mission, and it all goes horribly wrong, Spirit tastes almost Banksian. And there's a soupçon of Samuel Delany in the section set on Ki/An.

Also present are small nuggets of Jones' earlier works: Escape Plans - the distributed systems of that book have become virtual, or 4-Space; and Kairos - travel via Buonarotti transit-pod mimics in some respects the effects of that novel's eponymous drug.

All this is mixed in with The Count of Monte Cristo. And layered with new space opera as a mode of science fiction.

It makes for a rich and complex story; a story which, no matter how well stirred, can sometimes overwhelm the palate. As each new flavour or tang rises to the surface, so the focus of the story shifts. Bibi is not always there. At one point, for example, the story breaks away from her, simply so we can experience her ex-boyfriend laying another brick in the conspiracy which will condemn her. And in the final section of the book, the Princess of Bois Dormant has taken Bibi's place entirely.

It is in fact that last section where Spirit becomes less the dish of its ingredients. Dumas serves this dish cold, but Jones is less focused on revenge. The Princess of Bois Dormant sets out to redress the wrongs done to her, but also to right the wrongs done to those who suffered because of her. Chief among the latter is her son, a prince of Sigurt's World. This leads to an odd detour, following the prince's holiday on Ki/An, his trip into the marshes, and his kidnap. Later on Speranza, the prince and his companion help rescue a pair of young women from the Traditionalist roles their family intend them to play. Both women are the daughters of Bibi's enemies. Those enemies, of course, get their compeuppance, although Bibi seems to have little to do with it. One has a stroke, another is killed while trying to escape. It all seems a bit... incidental.

Not everything in Spirit works. I don't understand Jones' decision to pepper the names of the natives of Sigurt's World with apostrophes, such as her alien prince D''ffyd. If it's a joke, it soon wears thin. The many references to the French Revolution also seem to add little - despite the novel's template, The Count of Monte Cristo; despite the novel's title, Spirit, also referring to the Princess's Aleutian transit-pod, Spirit of Eighty-Nine (1789, that is). And speaking of French... Sleeping Beauty in French is known as La Belle au Bois Dormant. Perhaps my French isn't as good as it should be, but I thought the dormant (sleeping) referred to the belle (beauty) and not the bois (wood). La Princesse au Bois Dormant makes much more sense. And is especially ironic as the Interplanetary Prison Moon of Fenmu is a rocky inhospitable place, and Bibi spends twenty years there underground...

Spirit is an excellent novel. I'd have expected no less of Gwyneth Jones. I fully expect it to appear in my best novels of the year list for 2009. However, I suspect Spirit will not be on the short list for the Arthur C Clarke Award next year. It is too rich and complex a novel, and the Clarke seems to prefer works of a much stronger and more distinctive flavour. But I do think it will be on the BSFA Award short list - literate sf novels by British authors do well with the BSFA Award. And so they should.

Incidentally, 2009 should prove a good year for Jones. Spirit may have been published right at the end of 2008, but due during 2009 are a short-fiction collection from PS Publishing, Grazing the Long Acre; and a "Conversation Piece", The Buonarotti Quartet, and a non-fiction collection, Imagination/Space, both from Aqueduct Press.




(Ah well. The cake-thing seemed like a good idea at the time. But never mind...)