Visitors
by Mark W. Tiedemann
The last Muse was somber. The death of
a giant, especially a well-loved one, is never pleasant. Gordon Dickson
left us plenty to remember him by, though, and we should spend some time
enjoying it. That's what he wrote it for, after all, to read and
enjoy.
On to something a bit less sturm und drang.
There is a Guest Book on this site.
Some folks have checked in and left notes that they have seen the place
and approve. I'm hoping that over time this becomes more active and
may lead eventually to a forum, which one signer suggest. Till I
figure out what "spare time" I can find, kill, skin, cook, and serve up
to run a forum, we'll try the following. A few people made comments
and asked questions and, as those accrue, I'll try to answer them here.
Be patient, don't run off, and we'll see what we can manage.
So, I'm going to use a couple of your comments
to leap off into some editorial flights here and now.
The first came as a surprise. Attila
Torkos is a reader from Hungary. He's pleased I'm continuing the
Asimov robot series. Apparently, he compiled a chronology of Asimov's
future history which was used in David Brin's "Foundation" novel and he
has offered it to me to be used in whatever forthcoming Asimov novel I
may write.
I've seen a couple of these chronologies now
and I'm amazed at the amount of dedication and work people have put into
this. It turned out that one at least helped in writing the second
book, Chimera, and proved most valuable in composing the third, Aurora.
Mr. Torkos has offered to let me publish his chronology in the latter.
I thank him and must explain that such decisions aren't up to me.
The publisher has to make that call, since the publisher--in this case,
ibooks--owns the franchise.
This lead me to think about the reaction of
certain people to these novels. I read over the customer reviews
on Amazon.com and some of the comments led to me to realize that most people
don't quite understand the nature of these books and others like them.
The Robot City novels are all part and parcel
of a franchise. That is, the writers themselves, while they may lay
claim to the plots and a lot of the "accessories" in the stories, do not
"own" the novels themselves. The universe depicted was assembled
by the late Isaac Asimov in association with the publisher and put forth
rather like the bible of a television program. There are continuing
characters--in this case, Derec and Ariel--and there are certain constraints
on background--the caves of steel, robots and the Three Laws--and the individual
writer is not free to change these things at will. This leads to
a certain kind of material which occasionally feels a bit anachronistic,
but is consistent with the original model.
All this is engaged upon by the writer as
part of an arrangement with the publisher. I was, so to speak, hired
to write these books. I did not, as seems to be an assumption, wake
up one morning and think to myself "Gee, wouldn't it be cool to write a
new Asimovian robot novel!"
That said, I have been enormously enthusiastic
about the project. Ibooks has allowed me enormous creative freedom
and I've been having a ball reimagining a lot of Asimov's original ideas,
which by now means have run out of possibilities. But it is rather
like writing an "original" script for an existing tv show. I can't
just scrap all that's gone before and do something wholly my own.
There would be no continuity. And in fact there would be no point.
The idea behind these novels, and others like them, is to explore the rest
of the house that Isaac built. It remains the same house, but not
all the rooms have been opened up.
In many ways, this is like a collaboration.
I've had to reread Asimov's robot novels (not an unpleasant task by any
means) and I've had to conduct mental "conversations" with what has already
been written to come up with new material. Science fiction is by
no means the only field that does this, nor even the one that does it most.
Sequels to great novels have been written in many genres--some that ought
not to have been written as well as great continuations. But SF shares
with mystery fiction the richness of ongoing serials like no other field.
James Bond is still saving the world, from
the creative minds of new writers. They must hew to the original,
of course, otherwise it's not James Bond, but beyond the constraints of
MI6 and fashion and a certain world view, the books are original to the
writers. Just as new Sherlock Holmes novels have been written.
Now we're seeing new Dune novels.
Some worlds are too vast and attractive to
leave alone.
But, as deeply involved as a writer may get
in constructing these "further adventures", at the end of the day we don't
"own" the characters and the worlds, which has certain drawbacks when it
comes to making editorial changes and when it comes to exploiting resources
outside the scope of the franchise.
So thank you for your offer, Mr. Torkos.
I've turned your information over to my editor who may or may not be in
touch with you about using your chronology. I am really glad you
enjoy the book and hope you like the next two as well.
I've worked very hard on these novels--harder
than I expected to, but not without a lot of joy in the result. (That
I'm bone tired is perhaps an indicator of how much fun I've been having
with them.) The effort apparently shows, at least according to Ray
Riethmeier from Minnesota, who says Mirage may be the "single best post-Asimov
contribution to his Robot/Empire/Foundation tapestry so far."
Thank you, sir. I'm very glad you enjoyed
the work. I hope my own universes rate as much praise. Compass
Reach--much delayed--will be out at the end of this month, opening up a
new universe for people to explore.
Yes, Mr. Riethmeier, the SFBC has bought rights
to Chimera and I presume they'll take the third novel as well.
He goes on, then, to say he's pleased I'm
an admirer of classic progressive rock, particularly ELP and Yes.
"Jon Anderson," he says, "must have written 'And You And I' with Asimov's
'Foundation' in mind..."
I must confess I never put the two together.
What an idea. I'm going to relisten to that and see how it fits.
I always regarded "And You And I" as an essentially religious song.
But as to my taste in music, I have threatened
to do a long piece on my appreciation of these bands and that music.
It will probably take more than one of these, but an opening salvo would
be--
ELP and Yes are, to my mind, science fictional
in that they are very much future-feeling endeavors. Emerson, Lake
& Palmer blatantly so. "Karnevil 9" is nothing less than a mini
science fiction opera. So, too, is Yes's "Relayer", which is ostensibly
about war, but has such a depth of Orwellian darkness and the possibility
of Armageddon leading to a bright future at the end.
Half of science fiction is purely aesthetic.
The look and the feel, the textures, the smell of the air, the touch of
alien things--ideas are fine, but the most vivid stories give us all the
sensations. Without them...
Well, look at it this way: Star Trek made
the impression that it did as much because of how it looked as much if
not more than what the stories had to say. It is, indeed, that obsession
with appearance that has driven the quality of SF film since. Not
that it wasn't important before, but "special effects" became a standard
by which to judge whether or not a film was Important. A ridiculous
standard, true, but we can't deny it. Today we look at the original
Star Trek and moan over some of the cheesiness, but it is important to
remember what it ran against at the time. It was head-and-shoulders
above any other SF show in just appearance. It looked like the future.
And progressive rock sounded like it.
At least, to me.
I'm a classical buff, too. My favorite
composers are names we all have heard but perhaps too many of us don't
listen to.
Beethoven, Mozart, Sibelius, Rachmaninov,
Debussy, Ravel, Hanson...
Interestingly, I rediscovered these composers
and their work through the work of bands like Yes and ELP. I wonder
how many of us have gone through that.
A great deal of Rock harkens back to blues
and country. The standard keys and the progressions utilized can
be found flourishing in the Twenties and Thirties. Fifties rock'n'roll
is the purest form of that hybrid.
For the most part I can't stand it.
Buddy Holly was a great artist, but he has little to say to me. Elvis
stopped being The King when he was drafted. Heresy, I know, but the
Fifties artist that I still listen to today is Les Paul.
Les Paul and the jazz masters. Miles
Davis, Bird, Gillespie, even a great deal of Brubeck.
Future music. Music that leads, that
points a way, that recognizes that what we hear becomes part of who we
are and helps us go where we want to go.
Too burdensome for music?
Well, too burdensome for pop music, certainly.
No depth, the information is quickly absorbed, and very little is left.
The test of time, as cliched a notion as that may be, is still the most
valid because it means that you haven't tired of something after a thousand
listenings.
It is one of the things the Grateful Dead
recognized early on. Their answer was to endlessly vary the music
in live sets that were unpredictable. The studio work is solid, but
it was always the live work that contained the true scope of their potential.
For an idea to evade the fate of becoming
a cliche it must be so structured as to avoid being "fixed" in time or
in concept, becoming something fluid, fractal, frangible, and endlessly
flexible. This is true for writing as much as music. When you
reread something and find precisely the same things that you found the
first time and nothing more, then the work is ephemeral in the worst sense.
The same holds true for music.
For me, musical expressions from bands like
ELP and Yes never seem to "fix" into one thing. I always hear something
new upon relistening. It is the same thing you experience listening
to Beethoven or Shostacovich--always something new. It mutates as
you grow, suggests new things to an expanding awareness. Future music--in
that it always seems to be waiting for you when you get to where you're
going.