"Duller's Peace" in Asimov's Science Fiction

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My short story "Duller's Peace" is now available in the September 2015 issue of Asimov's Science Fiction. The print edition is available in stores while the digital edition can be purchased for the Amazon Kindle and many other ebook formats.

I think this story is going to shock many readers. Which, considering the topic — the monitoring of both dissent and people's lives — is something everyone should be shocked by.

The story is already receiving some nice praise. K. Tempest Bradford calls the story "Highly Recommended" on io9, adding:

"An intense distopian world in which a government achieves control through nanotechnology that reaches into everything, including your thoughts. The concept is creepy, mostly because it’s not far fetched. I can see people balking at the ending, I say it’s perfect."

Author Suzanne Palmer says

Thanks to Tempest and Suzanne for the kind words about the story.

 

 

Why writers should rarely name songs in their fiction

Cue the music.

I'm a young boy again, reading a fun novel named Spellsinger by Alan Dean Foster. I'm loving the novel because Foster is a compelling author and knows how to create wacky worlds and spin tons of adventure. But one thing keeps puzzling me.

The music, man. All the references to music from the 1960s and 70s.

The main character, Jon-Tom, is a wizard who creates magic by playing music. Specifically songs like AC/DC's "Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap" and the Beach Boy's "Sloop John B." Which made fun reading for anyone who knew these songs, but when I first read the novel I was continually puzzled by musical references I knew nothing about.

Fortunately, Foster is a strong enough writer that you can enjoy Spellsinger without knowing all the referenced songs. But ever since I've been wary of song titles in fiction, a trait I carry over into my own stories.

Most writers already know the legal pitfalls of using copyrighted lyrics in their fiction. In short, it's expensive to secure reprint rights to current popular songs. In addition, most book publishers are reluctant to allow authors to use "fair use" as a way to include copyrighted lyrics in their stories. All this means that if an author includes copyrighted lyrics in their fiction, that story may have a hard time finding a publisher.

To get around this issue, many authors simply reference the titles of songs in their stories, thus avoiding any legal hassles while still bringing the desired music into the story. The problem with this, though, is each person reacts to music in a different way. A song title which evokes love and happiness in the author may evoke disgust in some readers and anger in others. Or the song title may cause puzzlement in readers who aren't familiar with the song, as happened to me when I read Spellsinger at a young age.

And then there are the authors who dump a laundry list of song titles into their stories. Instead of evoking different emotions, these endless song titles evoke nothing but irritation from readers, who often feel as if the author is merely name-checking large numbers of pop culture artifacts instead of telling a story.

In my opinion, a better way for authors to bring songs into their story is to let the readers fill in the music with their own minds. Be vague about the songs you mention. Instead of mentioning "The Sound of Silence," describe how your character hears a faint folk song which echoes like silence through her ears. Instead of saying a character heard "Rapper's Delight," mention him feeling nostalgic upon hearing an old hip hop song his father played over and over after a hard day at work.

Doing this both avoids bringing in a song which your readers may not have the same reaction to as you and also allows the character's reaction to the music to emerge in the readers' minds.

There are, of course, exceptions to this advice. Foster's Spellsinger is actually a great example of how to incorporate song titles into a story. After all, when I read the story as a kid I didn't know the referenced song titles, but the story still worked. That's because Foster provided enough background and details for me fill in the gaps to my song knowledge.

Another book I recently read which does a great job melding song references with the story is Silvia Moreno-Garcia's Signal to Noise.  Moreno-Garcia does a similar creative job as Foster by using her characters and world-building and prose to show the reader the songs even when the reader doesn't know them.

But authors should know both of these novels are the exceptions which prove the rule. In addition, these novels are specifically about music, suggesting readers may have a different tolerance to musical references in these tales than they would in a non-musical story.

So my advice is for authors to generally be vague with your musical references. Let readers fill in the musical spaces you create.

Otherwise readers might believe you created something "bad" when you're really wanting them to see your story as "Bad."

When you decide whether to destroy what you love or reach for peace

Lou Antonelli stopped me. In the genre tracks, so to speak. 

For those who don't know, here's the story.  Condensed version is Lou, upset over words spoken around the Puppy Hugo Award drama, wrote to the Spokane Police Department and urged them to keep an eye on Worldcon guest of honor David Gerrold.

Because he thought David might be "dangerous" simply because David vocally disagreed with what the Pups have done. As have many of people in the genre, including myself.

Lou has apologized and David has accepted said apology. That settles the matter as far as I'm concerned. (Note: I should have clarified that the apology settled the matter between David and Lou. The rest of the SF/F genre is still deciding what to do after Lou's admission.)

But this incident has also brought into focus how much bad blood there is in the science fiction and fantasy genre. The letter Lou wrote wasn't merely an attack on David — it was an attack on Worldcon and the entire genre.

Which I'm certain isn't what Lou intended. I have no doubt he loves the genre. I'm certain he wants the genre to thrive and grow.

We have reached the point in the SF/F genre where people must decide what they want. Because there are now two simple choices: To destroy the genre or reach for peace.

Reaching for peace doesn't mean silencing your views or beliefs. Our genre has long been a big tent where all viewpoints and people can co-exist. Yes, the genre has often not lived up to this ideal. And that doesn't mean there won't be disagreements and arguments and people who hate each other.

But at the end of the day a shared love of science fiction and fantasy joins us together. We must never forget this.

Does that mean there will be genre stories and works we don't like? Yes. Does that mean there will be authors and fans and readers and illustrators we despise? Quite likely. Will there still be trends in the genre we not only don't like but don't understand? Absolutely.

But none of that should erase our love for the genre.

When you meet someone in the genre you disagree with and can't stand, ask them this simple question: "Do you love the science fiction and fantasy genre?"

If the answer is yes, then remember their response. You can still disagree and argue and debate the directions our genre should take. But even when you're arguing, remember how they answered that question. Because that's what truly matters.

The time has come to end this fight. Which doesn't mean ending or silencing the debates, or giving in to another side's arguments. 

No, ending this fight means you refuse to let this fight destroy our genre.

If you love the SF/F genre, now is the time to declare that love. And remember this love even when you're debating with people and challenging ideas you believe have no place in the genre.

Because if we forget our love of SF/F, the genre will be destroyed. None of us want that.

Good thing 1984 wasn't a true science fiction novel because up is down and losing is winning

Voting has ended for this year's Hugo Awards. However, that doesn't mean the pups' Hugo positioning is anywhere near finished. As a result the genre is currently in a 1984-style doublespeak world where up is down and, most importantly, losing is being redefined as winning.

At least, that's my take of the latest comments from puppydom.

As has been reported at length, the main premise of the puppies' Hugo Award tantrum was that science fiction and fantasy had moved away from from the golden days of old. To quote puppy ringleader Brad Torgersen:

"The book has a spaceship on the cover, but is it really going to be a story about space exploration and pioneering derring-do? Or is the story merely about racial prejudice and exploitation, with interplanetary or interstellar trappings?

"There’s a sword-swinger on the cover, but is it really about knights battling dragons? Or are the dragons suddenly the good guys, and the sword-swingers are the oppressive colonizers of Dragon Land?"

For Torgersen and the other puppies, the original sin of today's science fiction and fantasy is that it's too political. That SF/F stories are no longer merely good yarns but also include lots of politics and deeper meaning and unsettling literary crap.

Which is completely inane, because genre fiction has always been political. And literary. And pulpy. And every type of story in between.

I mean, does this mean 1984 wasn't a true science fiction novel? Or that the countless other literary and political-themed novels which won the Hugo Award don't belong in our genre?

The answer to these questions should be obvious.

The problem for the puppies is they miscalculated about the outrage arising from their actions. As record numbers of people turned out to vote in the Hugos, the pups realized they'd overreached. It's one thing to organize block voting on a preliminary ballot which few people actually take part in. But not being humiliated by a vote of "No Award" when thousands of people are taking part — that's a much harder accomplishment.

Because of this some of the puppies are now saying that they want "No Award" to win. That this will prove their point about the Hugos. Adam-Troy Castro suspects a conspiracy theory. Others I've heard from wonder if this is part of the pups' long-term plan to destroy the SF/F genre.

I don't believe there's any conspiracy or long-term plan at work here. Instead, the pups are panicked. Their little protest has galvanized the genre against them. If anything, their support in the genre is weaker than it was before they began their Hugo campaign.

They know this. They won't admit it, but they know it.

At least, that's my take on the whining we're hearing from their doghouse.

We won't know the ultimate outcome of all this until the Hugo Awards are announced in a few weeks. But just because the pups say losing is now winning doesn't make is so. And no amount of 1984 doublespeak can change this truth.

Story of the week: "Calved" by Sam J. Miller

I used to review short stories. Critiqued a ton of them on the sadly defunct The Fix, back when Eugie Foster edited that wonderful website of short story reviews. Also reviewed them on this site, where I tried to bring attention to great stories by recommending short stories worth reading each week.

Then I slacked off. Which is shame on me, because I still read so many short stories. But instead of sharing them I stayed silent.

No longer. Inspired by the superb work K. Tempest Bradford is doing at io9 to highlight genre short fiction I'm again picking stories of the week. And my first is "Calved" by Sam. J. Miller in the September 2015 issue of Asimov's Science Fiction.

Sam J. Miller is a new author whose stories have been published in Lightspeed, Strange Horizons, Shimmer and many other places. He's also been nominated for a Nebula Award, won a Shirley Jackson Award, and has a novel coming out next year.

His first story for Asimov's is a near-future tale set on Earth after a global environmental disaster. The narrator, Dom, is an ice-grunt, a poor immigrant cutting ice from glaciers for use as drinking water around the world. When he's not working under horrific conditions on an illegal ice boat he lives on the floating Swedish city of Qaanaaq, where he battles those who hate him because he is poor and doesn't speak the city's main language.

If this sounds like a familiar tale of an immigrant being exploited and discriminated against, that's because it is. But Miller inverts the trope by having Dom be an immigrant from New York City, who fled the USA right before the environment there went to hell and back.

If the plot I've described was all there was to "Calved," then what we'd have would be the set-up for a decent science fiction story, a tale which offers nothing more than a cautionary warning to readers against becoming too comfortable with the benefits they've been blessed with by both history and power. But the heart of Miller's story doesn't come from the backstory described above. Instead, the story derives its true power, as do all great stories, from the relationships between the characters.

You see, Dom is trying and failing to maintain a relationship with his son. Because he must spend so much time at sea harvesting ice, his son has grown up without him. Now a teenager, his son is beginning to see Dom as the rest of the citizens of Qaanaaq see him — a poor piece of trash not worth saving or helping.

Dom is desperate to change his son's opinion. And to accomplish this he ... does something which will haunt me for years to come.

When I finished this story I wanted to scream. I wanted to punish Miller for writing something which so gut my emotions. I wanted to hug him for creating a story so beautifully captivating and so perfectly devastating to read.

"Calved" by Sam. J. Miller is one of the year's best stories and will likely be on my Hugo and Nebula Award short list. Seek this story out and read it.