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The Proximal Eye

Welcome to The Proximal Eye. I’m dedicating this blog to book reviews, commentary about art, film, sometimes music. You might ask what my qualifications are. Well, I’ve published twelve novels, scores of short stories, and reviews in several magazines. I’ve been publishing professionally since 1990, nominated for a couple of awards (didn’t win any), and have conducted workshops and seminars. I was president of the Missouri Center for the Book for a number of years. Beyond that, I’ve been an avid reader for most of my conscious life.

I live in St. Louis, MO with my companion and a constellation of some of the best friends possible. For whatever reason, some folks find my opinions worthwhile. I hope, at least, you will not be bored.

The Proximal Eye, Mark W. Tiedemann

The Next Landscape: Dhalgren Part Two

A hundred or so pages on we begin to see how Dhalgren is science fiction as opposed to a form of magic realism (sans magic). The extraordinary advent of two moons in the briefly cleared sky above Bellona. And not just two moons, but the puzzle of how one can be near full and the other a crescent. Delany says nothing about their relative size other than the fact that both are obviously globes. (This is important because it shatters the easy surmise that this is somehow Mars—Phobos and Deimos would not be so large, nor would their relative positions lend explanation to the difference in phases. Of course, the idea that this might be Mars has already been precluded by no one, ever, observing that gravity is different in Bellona than on Earth.)  What this does is signal that on crossing the bridge into Bellona, Kidd left “our” world—the world he catalogued in the first page by the list

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On Reading Dhalgren, Part One

Possibly in a moment of insanity, my reading group chose to do Samuel R. Delany’s Dhalgren this year. This is one of those touchstones in one’s reading life that challenges, daunts, requires. I possess a first edition…I think. A Bantam paperback original, a Frederik Pohl Selection from 1975. 879 pages. I’m currently reading it for the second time. Like other novels of such storied complexity, it’s an achievement to get through once. Other such novels include James Joyce’s Ulysses and Thomas Pynchon’s Gravitys Rainbow. I might throw in William Gaddis’s The Recognitions and possibly Don DeLillo’s Underworld. It’s not just that they’re long—I’ve read a number of James Michener bricks and none of them posed the same sort of challenge, as well as other famously long novels, like Forever Amber and Gone With The Wind and From Here To Eternity—but that they are dense. Meaning that there are layers of subtext, metafictional excursions, discursive passages that actively demand more from

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The Language Of Dragons

In decades of reading, it can be surprising on looking back just what one has left unread. The question about what may be the minimum of varied texts are required to be considered Well Read or just A Fan of a given genre is a good launch point for a discussion about the pleasures of words. It is often assumed that for anyone to be regarded as a serious fan, certain stories are a must. So when it turns out that such lists include titles you never read, the impulse may be to remedy that.  One does so at one’s peril, though. There are books I did read in my teens and twenties that I enjoyed immensely that now, upon rereading, do not hold up very well. For a variety of reasons. Stung often enough, one may avoid even first readings of books from that period. Time is a factor; there are new books to read, when exactly am I supposed to

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On Reading Joanna Russ As A Teenaged Male

Growing up, science fiction became a refuge for me. I was (probably still am, though I’ve learned some tricks) one of those kids who simply did not grok the world around me. My peers were alien to me, culture was a mystery, the adults around me cryptic to point of useless, and for whatever reason I felt it was my fault. I had always read SF and many of the movies I thought were great were, but until Star Trek it was not an exclusive, obsessional interest. Right around age 12, my consciousness became flooded with science fiction. There are many reasons for this, but at the time I would have said the chief one was aesthetic. In retrospect… Point being, SF pretty much provided me a foundation for navigating the world. I think it fair to say a great deal of who and what I am today was initially informed by all that crazy kid stuff. I could not

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Time and War

It is said that few things “date” faster than science fiction. The closer to the present the story is set, the sillier something can look later, especially after the putative date in the story. Many stories written in the Fifties and Sixties and set in the Nineties look quaint now, if not outright bonkers.  But predicting the future is not what science fiction is about. To paraphrase Samuel R. Delany, all science fiction is about the present, using the future as a special lens through which to examine it.  Given that, certain works can become completely different books when read later.  I first read Joe Haldeman’s The Forever War a few years after its publication. At that time, I experienced it as a solid example of military SF in dialogue with Robert A. Heinlein’s Starship Troopers and the pleasure of the story (if pleasure is the right word) was in the details of an interstellar conflict fought in a non-FTL

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Relocation and Recognition: Kaliane Bradley’s Novel of Displacement and Recovery

Time travel has been a mainstay of fiction for a long time. As a controlled process, H.G. Wells introduced it in his groundbreaking novel, The Time Machine, but the notion appeared before, usually as a peculiarity, a manifestation of a fickle universe or the inverted logic of dreams. Rip Van Winkle is one example. Mark Twain’s A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur’s Court is another. Both of these works are concerned with the fish-out-water aspect of displacement and this is one of the main strengths of the idea, that someone is taken completely out of their milieu and dropped into a situation so beyond what might be considered “normal” (i.e. traveling to another country, being kidnapped, or getting caught up in a shift of class, etc) that perspective is forced into precincts requiring almost complete reassessments. The physics notwithstanding, it irresistible for purposes of cultural reassessment. If that sounds a bit dry, let me assure you, handled well it is

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The Caste of Our Insecurities

Hard truths are best absorbed in small packets, at least when possible. Depending on the immediacy of their message, that luxury may be unwise or impossible. But confronting such truths and the facts supporting them may be the primary duty decency demands. Hence, the purpose of books like Isabel Wilkerson’s Caste: the Origins of Our Discontents.  The thesis of the book is simply stated, that we here in America, the United States, whether we wish to see it or not, live in a caste structure that allocates hierarchies and exiles certain groups of people to inferior status for no reason other than the preservation of those hierarchies. She makes comparisons with India’s much older and in some ways more entrenched caste structure, and examines the history and modes of its instantiation here. She gives examples, some horrific in their violence, many baffling in their intractability.  She makes the case. And then she examines how it functions as a stealth program, unconsciously

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Klara and the Sun

Klara and the Sun is a simple story built upon a deep substrate of subtlety. It realizes its best effects by the very plainness of its presentation. But given a moment’s reflection it becomes clear how profoundly well-imagined is the world he has constructed. Klara, the viewpoint character throughout, is an AF—and Artificial Friend. A robot built to act as a personal companion for a child or young adult. It’s a very old idea, almost Victorian, from a time when the wealthy, the aristocrat, would pay someone to be companion to a son or daughter. A constant presence that could be relied on to always be supportive and, more or less, guide the subject on a solid path to adulthood. As the novel opens, Klara is resident in the store where AFs are sold, with a view of the busy urban street beyond. We learn in short order that AFs are solar powered, that they are intent upon finding a place

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