Showing posts with label science fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label science fiction. Show all posts

Monday, March 13, 2006

Forget Genre

by Gary A. Braunbeck

This is going to bounce around a bit like a paper cup caught in the wind, but will hopefully come together at the end, so bear with me.

One of the things I promised myself when I agreed to take part in this blog was that I would try to avoid offering advice to aspiring writers. This is not arrogance on my part, nor is it my assigned covert role in some labyrinthine conspiracy designed to make certain that basic necessary knowledge for starting one's writing career is kept concealed from you, thus eliminating any potential competition you and your work might pose in the marketplace.

The reason I am uncomfortable offering advice to aspiring writers is simple: I'm still learning how to do this myself (and I hope that I'll never stop learning). Many of the things I discovered through trial and error no longer apply, and I wouldn't dare try to tell someone else how they should go about managing a writing career.

But there is one piece of advice that, when pressed to, I gladly offer to aspiring writers -- and it's one that is often met by blank, confused stares: Forget Genre.

If you sit down and say, "I'm going to write a HORROR story," you might -- consciously or not -- start grafting traditionally horrific elements onto a story where they don't belong, and you can hobble a story by trying to force it to fit within the "traditional" (read: popularly accepted) boundaries of a particular genre, rather than expand those boundaries by not worrying about how it's going to be categorized. View it only in terms of the story you want to tell, not the one you think readers are going to be expecting.

Two things happened recently that prompted me to revisit this subject for myself: 1) Reviews for my novella In the Midnight Museum and my new Leisure novel, Keepers started appearing, and, 2) A member of a local writers' group made a statement so naive as to be almost -- almost -- laughable.

About the former: much to my relief, the reviews for both Museum and Keepers have thus far been overwhelmingly positive, but in almost every case, the reviewers have said something along the lines of "...it's both horror and not", or, "...I guess horror is as good as anything to call it..."

You get the idea. Neither work fits easily into any single category, and it's making some people crazy trying to figure out where to put them. My response is: how about just addressing them as stories and leave it at that?

My guess is that readers and reviewers begin reading a story labeled "horror" (or "cyberpunk", or "fantasy", or "mystery", or what have you) with certain ingrained expectations; they have come to anticipate certain elements to appear to a particular type of story, and are surprised -- sometimes not pleasantly so -- when those expectations are not met and/or indulged.

Only half a dozen times in my career have I sat down and said, "I'm going to write a HORROR story," and then proceeded to do just that, always bearing in mind what readers expect in a horror story, and making damn sure I worked in as many of those expected elements as I could. Six times I've done this, and six times I've produced stories that are just, well...awful. And they're awful because I did not forget genre, genre was the overriding factor in their creation -- and telling a good story was secondary.

Shame on me.

Now to the latter point before I bring all this together.

I belong to a local writers' group that is composed mostly of fantasy and science fiction writers. Many of these folks are unpublished or have just begun publishing; some of the folks have a decent amount of fiction already published; and a small handful of them, including myself and Charles Coleman Finlay, have got a fairly decent body of published work out there.

In a recent discussion, one of the members -- who writes heroic fantasy -- commented that she'd noticed a "...larger than usual number of horror-type stories" being submitted for critique, and could we possibly cut down on that because she and several other members don't 'get' horror. When prompted for further comment, she also admitted that she's read "...some Stephen King" but otherwise tends to read almost exclusively in the field of -- you guessed it -- heroic fantasy.

She is not alone in this; members who write exclusively mystery fiction have quit the group because they didn't 'get' fantasy, and the science fiction folks didn't 'get' mystery.

What's to 'get'? Somebody explain this to me -- on second thought, please don't, it wasn't an actual request.

It doesn't matter a damn if your story is horror, or mainstream, or fantasy, or erotica, or any other genre or sub-genre -- it is, must be, must always be, first and foremost a good story.

Why don't more readers and writers understand that? Have we become so tunnel-visioned in our expectations that we have given up the hope of ever seeing any genre attempt something new and/or different? Or have we been trained through a steady diet of the same old same-old to want nothing more than journeyman-level storytelling, storytelling that challenges neither the mind nor the heart (forget about those "traditional boundaries" I mentioned earlier)?

If you answered "yes" to either of those questions, I think it's quite possible that you're the type of reader or writer who's come to think in terms of "genre" far too much for your own good.

Far too many writers -- both new and established -- think too much in terms of the type of story they're writing -- and what's worse, far too many of them read almost exclusively in the field in which they want to publish. While it is important to be be well-read in your chosen field, it's vital that you read outside that field as much as possible, otherwise you'll eventually be writing nothing more than a hip imitation of a pastiche of a rip-off of something that was original two decades ago but has now fallen far too deep into a well-worn groove to offer a challenge to either writers or readers.

I read all over the place, and do not restrict my influences to those giants in the field from under whose shadows I hope to emerge.

As a result, yes, both of my recent works are and aren't horror; they're both also fantasy and not; each is and isn't a mystery, a romance, a mainstream character study. What they are, are two pieces of which I am very proud because they were the best stories I could make them ... because I followed my own advice and Forgot Genre.

Approach any work as being simply a story, and you'll always "get" it; think only in terms of "genre" and you'll have a hobbled story by the third paragraph.

That is the best piece of advice that I have or will ever have for aspiring writers. I hope you found something useful contained here.

Now go read Theodore Sturgeon's magnificent The Dreaming Jewels and put someone into brainlock when you ask them to tell you what kind of a novel it is.


Gary A. Braunbeck is the author of 14 books and over 150 short stories. If you enjoyed this article, take a look at his book Fear in a Handful of Dust: Horror as a Way of Life.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Ellen Datlow

Ellen S(ue) Datlow was born in 1949 and currently lives in New York City. She has been one of the most influential editors in the science fiction, fantasy, and horror genres for over 20 years.

She has been awarded with the World Fantasy Award many times and has won other professional laurels such as the British Fantasy Award and the Bram Stoker Award.

She first rose to prominence when she became the fiction editor of OMNI magazine in 1981. OMNI was slick, popular, and paid some of the highest rates a science fiction writer could ever hope to earn; while most professional magazines were paying $150-$200 for a short story, OMNI paid $1000 and more. As a result, Datlow regularly worked with writers such as William Gibson, Clive Barker, Stephen King, William Burroughs, Ursula K. Le Guin, Jonathan Carroll, Joyce Carol Oates, Peter Straub, Pat Cadigan, Dan Simmons, K.W. Jeter, and Jack Cady. Hordes of up-and-coming writers hoped that their work would catch her eye.

Datlow further solidified her influence when, in 1987, she and fellow writer/editor Terri Windling began an annual anthology series called The Year's Best Fantasy and Horror. The series has been widely read and widely-acclaimed by readers and writers alike.

When OMNI folded in 1998, Datlow started an excellent online prozine called Event Horizon, but it sadly suffered the fate of many online publications and folded after a year or so. She is currently an editor at Tor Books.

Datlow regularly gives publishing seminars and teaches at established writing workshops such as Clarion. She is also a noted essayist.

In addition to her work on magazines and Year's Best, Datlow has edited many other anthologies.

Partial Editing Bibliography

  • Omni Books of Science Fiction (1983 & 1985)
  • Blood is Not Enough: 17 Stories of Vampirism (1989)
  • Alien Sex (1990)
  • Blood Is Not Enough (1990)
  • A Whisper of Blood (1991)
  • Omni Best Science Fiction One (1992)
  • Snow White, Blood Red (1994) with Terri Windling
  • Black Thorn, White Rose (1994) with Terri Windling
  • Little Deaths (1994)
  • Ruby Slippers, Golden Tears (1995) with Terri Windling
  • Lethal Kisses (1996)
  • Off Limits: Tales of Alien Sex (1996)
  • Twists of the Tale (1996)
  • Wild Justice (1996)
  • Black Swan, White Raven (1997)
  • Sirens and Other Daemon Lovers (1998) with Terri Windling
  • Silver Birch, Blood Moon (1999) with Terri Windling
  • Black Hearts, Ivory Bones (2000) with Terri Windling
  • Vanishing Acts (2000)
  • A Wolf at the Door and Other Retold Fairy Tales (2000) with Terri Windling

Joe Haldeman

Noted science fiction author Joe Haldeman was born 1943 in Oklahoma City and spent most of his childhood in Anchorage, Alaska and Bethesda, Maryland, although his family also lived in Puerto Rico and New Orleans. As a boy, he dreamed of becoming a spaceman (the word "astronaut" wasn't used back then) and his dreams were fueled by the bakelite-bodied telescope his father bought him when he was twelve. Young Joe spent many a night staring up at the Moon and imagining himself traveling in a spaceship to its cold, luminous surface.

Joe held onto his dream of going into space even after he married his wife Gay in 1965 (she is just as much a space junkie as he), but it was not to be. After he graduated from theUniversity of Maryland with a BS in astronomy in '67, he tried to get a job with the Naval Observatory; his job would have been taking photos of stars at a telescope based in Argentina.

While he was waiting to hear back from the Navy, he was drafted into the army in 1967 and sent to Vietnam.

He served in the army from 1968 through 1969 and fought in the Central Highlands as a combat engineer with the 4th Division (1/22nd Airmobile Battalion). His first combat experience came when he jumped out of a helicopter into six-foot-high elephant grass in a landing zone that was under heavy machine gun fire.

"Twenty-eight years after Vietnam, the smell of roadkill still brings back the smell of days-old bodies rotting in the jungle heat," Joe says in his autobiography.

His tour of duty ended when a land mine blew up in front of him, severely injuring his legs and filling him with shrapnel. He once told me that for several years after his wounds healed, bits of iron shrapnel would work their way to the surface of his skin, and he was occasionally picking the bits out of himself, much to Gay's dismay.

Joe had begun writing well before he was sent to Vietnam, and once he had recovered, he wanted to get back to his typewriter.

"Gay had finished her master's degree in Spanish while I was in the army, and we made a deal: she would find a teaching job and support me for two years," Joe says in his autobiography. "If the writing wasn't paying off by then, I'd get a job and the writing would go back to being a serious hobby."

The writing paid off: his first short novel War Year came out in 1972, and his acclaimed novel The Forever War was published in 1975 and promptly won the Hugo, Nebula, and Ditmar Awards as Best Science Fiction Novel. Since then, he's written dozens of novels and many short stories, some under the Pocket Books "house name" Robert Graham. His work has been translated into 19 languages, and his stories have been adapted for the stage, TV, and film. Gay has been a key player in Joe's career; in addition to supporting them while he worked to sell his writing, she has been his business manager.

Joe believes that he would have become a writer regardless of whether or not he had gone to Vietnam, but his experiences there strongly influenced the stories he's written since. War Year was written almost entirely as post-combat catharsis.

During the war, Gay kept up their household in Washington, D.C.; the couple decided to move soon after Joe returned home because a woman on their street was murdered during a street mugging. Given their love of space and their trips to Cape Canaveral, Florida seemed a likely prospect. After a brief move to Brooksville, followed by journeys to Mexico and then to Iowa (where Joe attended Iowa Writers' Workshop at the University of Iowa) they settled in Gainesville, Florida.

Today, the Haldemans split their time between Gainesville and Cambridge, Massachusets, where Joe teaches writing every fall at MIT (he has been a part-time professor there since 1983). In the course of his career, he has taught writing workshops at SUNY Buffalo, Princeton, the University of North Dakota, Kent State, and the University of North Florida. He is frequently an instructor at the Clarion Science Fiction and Fantasy Writer's Workshops in Seattle and East Lansing, MI.

Joe is an avid bicyclist; you'd never know to look at him that he was nearly crippled in the war. He looks a bit like actor Dabney Coleman, and he is a very good guitarist and has a pleasant singing voice.

He is also an accomplished poet; many of his poetry fans for a long time didn't realize he wrote science fiction, and vice-versa.


Joe and Gay are great people; if you have the chance to talk to them at conventions, I encourage you to do so. Joe is a very good writing instructor, and I've heard many MIT grads talk fondly of his courses.

As you can tell from the above biographical bits, Joe's been through a lot in his life, but one story he told our Clarion class in 1995 has stuck in my head.

Sometime in the late 80s in Gainesville, Joe was bicycling back from the neighborhood grocery store. A car pulled up beside him, slowing down. Just as Joe turned his head to see who they were, he heard apop and felt a sharp pain in his hip, and the car screeched away down the street.

Joe had been shot in the butt. He guesses that it was a teenager with a new pistol, dying to try it out. He slowly pedaled back to the house and got Gay to take him to the emergency room.

The doctor took X-rays. When he put the films up on the light boxes, they saw a white constellation of metal from all the old shrapnel. It took the doctor a moment to locate the new bullet: it was lodged well under his gluteus maximus, and would require a lot of cutting to get out.

The doctor looked at all the metal on the X-rays, then back at Joe.

"What's one more stripe to a tiger?" the doctor wondered aloud, then put a bandage on Joe, gave him antibiotics, and sent him on his way.


Partial Bibliography

Novels

War Year (1972)
The Forever War (1975)
Attar's Revenge (1975) (as Robert Graham)
War of Nerves (1975) (as Robert Graham)
Mindbridge (1976)
All My Sins Remembered (1977)
Planet of Judgement (1977)
World Without End (1979)
Worlds (1981)
Worlds Apart (1983)
Tool of the Trade (1987)
Buying Time (1989)
The Long Habit of Living (1989)
The Hemingway Hoax (1990)
Worlds Enough and Time (1992)
1968 (1995)
Forever Peace (1997)
Forever Free (1999)
The Coming (2000)
Guardian (2002)

Collections
Infinite Dreams (1978)
There Is No Darkness (1983) with Jack C. Haldeman II
Dealing in Futures (1985)
Vietnam and Other Alien Worlds (1993)
None So Blind (1996)
Saul's Death and Other Poems (1997)

Friday, July 01, 2005

The Earth's Moons

Everybody knows that the Earth has a moon: Luna* is roughly a quarter of the size of our planet and is second only to the Sun in celestial brightness. In fact, it is so big relative to our planet's size that it almost qualifies in some scientists' books as a double planet. Luna orbits 384,400 km from Earth, has a diameter of 3476 km, and masses 7.3522 kg. The Moon was also called Selene and Artemis by the ancient Greeks.

However, fewer people know that an asteroid discovered in 1986 is locked in a complex but stable orbit around Earth, making it technically a second moon. The asteroid was named Cruithne (pronounced croo-EEN-ya) and has a a 1::1 resonance with Earth. It takes a year to go around the sun. It is co-orbital with the Earth (meaning it shares the Earth's orbit), but more importantly, it co-rotates with the Earth. This gives it what is known as a "horseshoe" orbit; as the Earth moves, the satellite travels around the Earth, then turns and travels back as if it were following the edges of a gigantic circular horseshoe hovering around the planet. Previous to Cruithne's discovery, such orbits were only theoretical. Cruithne was named after the first Celtic tribe to populate the British Isles -- this tribe is more commonly known as the Picts.

In September of 2002, an amateur Arizona astronomer named Bill Yeung discovered an object in a 50-day orbit around our planet that was briefly thought to be a third moon. Soon after giving the object the designation J002E2, astronomers at the Minor Planet Center in Massachusetts discovered it is actually Apollo 12's cast-off 3rd stage booster. The search for a third natural satellite continues.

Many people had theorized, seriously or fancifully, the existence of a second moon long before before Cruithne was discovered.

In 1846, French astronomer Frederic Petit, then-director of the observatory at Toulouse, claimed to have discovered a second moon in an elliptical orbit around the Earth. While the claim was mainly ignored by his peers, writer Jules Verne learned of it and became intrigued by the idea; he mentions Petit's postulated second moon in his 1865 novel From the Earth to the Moon.

After the publication of that novel, amateur astronomers all over the world rushed to be the first to discover a second moon. In 1898, Dr. Georg Waltemath, a Hamburg scientist, really upped the ante. He announced he'd discovered a second moon inside a whole system of tiny moons orbiting the Earth. In 1926, an amateur German astronomer named W. Spill also claimed to have found a second moon. All such claims, of course, were disproven.

Astrologers particularly latched onto the idea of a second moon. In 1918, an astrologer who called himself Sepharial (his real name was Walter Gornold) declared the existence of a second moon and named it Lilith, after Adam's demonic wife before Eve. According to this astrologer, Lilith was invisible most of the time and only became apparent when it crossed the sun. Lilith, though bogus, captured lots of people's imaginations as bright Luna's black twin representing man's darker nature. It became incorporated into some horoscopes as a result and some astrologers may mention it even today.

Several other authors have since postulated the existence of a second moon. For instance, Samuel Delaney's 1975 novel Dhalgren features an Earth that mysteriously acquires a second moon.

Eleanor Cameron did a more memorable moon treatment in the early 1950s. She wrote a series of children's novels (The Wonderful Flight to the Mushroom Planet and Stowaway to the Mushroom Planet) that are about a tiny, habitable second moon in an invisible orbit 50,000 miles from Earth. The "Mushroom Planet" is covered in various types of mushrooms and is populated by little green people. The premise of course has no scientific credibility, but as a child I found these books delightful.


* Yes, as others have helpfully pointed out, scientists call the moon just "The Moon"; however, all things moonlike are referred to as being lunar, so Luna is still being used as a scientific moniker in some regards. I'm employing the Roman name here to distinguish our major moon from other, lesser or imaginary, moons.

References:

http://seds.lpl.arizona.edu/nineplanets/nineplanets/luna.html
http://www.enchantedlearning.com/subjects/astronomy/asteroids/nea.shtml
http://seds.lpl.arizona.edu/nineplanets/nineplanets/hypo.html
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/2251386.stm
http://burtleburtle.net/bob/physics/cruithne.html

Monday, May 30, 2005

Guest Feature: Arguments for the Perceived Impending Invasion of Earth by Atomic-Powered Killbots from Planet X

by Scott Slemmons


Or: Find Our Robotic Masters

In recent years there have been many criticisms of both the capitalist and socialist systems by which most of the world's economies operate. Since September 11, 2001, these have been accompanied by multiple conflicting warnings that:

  1. capitalism is on the brink of collapse,
  2. capitalism is about to go seriously imperialistic,
  3. Leonid Brezhnev is still alive and will conquer America with secret tanks hidden in the vast forests of Nevada,
  4. Adolf Hitler's preserved brain will lead the Fourth Reich to triumph by using cloned uber-fluffy kitties to make us all giggle and coo instead of fighting evil, or
  5. All of the Above.

I disagree.

To be perfectly honest, all of earth's political and economic systems will soon be left upon the dustheap of history, along with nature, humans, Linux, "Fear Factor", Earth itself, and the entire concept of cloned uber-fluffy kitties. We have neglected to "Watch the Skies", as many film actors and other unshaven lunatics have exhorted us to do in decades past, and we are about the reap the wild wind of pain and suffering and extinction events which our unpreparedness and non-sky-watching has led us into about for the--Umm, we is gonna git it good, just you watch.

Some of the following ideas are based on a partial and possibly inaccurate understanding of Aztec society, the Baltimore sewer system, and the alien signals which are beamed directly into my dental fillings. Bear with me - my understanding of these signals are often jumbled by whatever the local pop music radio station is playing. I don't think that Mandy Moore plays any part in the killbots' plans, but it's certainly possible.

Argument 1: Never Insult a Killbot

Hell hath no fury like an Atomic Killbot scorned. In his 2002 State of the Union Address, George W. Bush stated that he perceived an "Axis of Evil" in the world, including former enemies Iran, Iraq, and North Korea. Quite honestly, leaving Planet X off that list is a major slight. Do you know of any power on Earth that could have so cruelly annihilated both the CuddleBugs of Arcturus-6 and the Pre'tti-P'oniis of Woogikins-8? Would any nation on our planet embark on a sacred mission to tie explosives to babies and fire them from cannons for festive holiday celebrations? Could any earthly nation have matched the evil of Planet X's "Let Joel Schumacher Direct Two Batman Movies" petition drive? No, Planet X should have been included within Bush's Axis of Evil, and we could end up paying the price if the Killbots decide to show us just how dastardly and evil they can really be.

Argument 2: An easy mark in the win column

As a species, we like to posture and preen and pretend we're tough guys, but let's face facts: humans are soft (on the outside, crunchy on the inside, as the old Killbot joke goes). We've never fought an interstellar war, our science fiction television is dominated by wimpy do-gooders, and we wouldn't last ten seconds against even a small Venusian Bloodworm. We're weak, we're cowardly, we're not very smart. We can't even stand up to bullets, knives, or cheap Mexican food without bleeding, dying, or having to spend hours in the bathroom! Most importantly, we don't have any superheroes or action movie stars to defend us--without superpowers, large-caliber weapons, or witty one-liners, we'd be completely helpless against any otherworldly invader. We'd be easy pickin's for the Killbots and, though they relish the challenge and thrill of facing off against powerful opponents, they're not above slapping around the galactic pansies either.

Argument 3: Peanut Butter M&Ms

Boy, they're good. I'd invade any planet in the galaxy that had a large supply of those yummy candies. Especially nicely chilled, with a tall glass of milk on the side. Mm-mmmm.

Argument 4: Housing Shortage on Planet X

This is the one that could really be trouble. Planet X is seriously overpopulated with Atomic Killbots, and many of them are forced to live in substandard housing, cardboard boxes, and fast food cartons, often stacked on top of each other like actresses in amateur porn. Killbots are not the most cordial of machines even under good conditions, and when they have to live in castoff paper products while being compared to cheap exhibitionist sluts in online publications, they become even more surly. And when they look upon the relative wealth and comfort of Earth... well, could you blame them for wanting to invade our planet and suck the tasty marrow from our bones? I certainly couldn't.

Argument 5: Earthlings are too damn sexy

Well, we are. We're a total party planet, with plentiful alcohol, cigarettes, barbecue, and other mind-altering substances. Now that the Taliban have been kicked out, we all wear relatively little--you can see our epidermis and noses and everything! We work only 40 hours a week and devote the rest of our time to relaxation and fun. And we're pretty. Really. You ever seen a Killbot? They ugly. Everything in outer space is ugly, and they know it. You could wave Rosie O'Donnell or Marilyn Manson at a Killbot, and they'd be like, "Oooo, baby! You got it goin' on! Lemme give you a backrub!" Hey, you ever heard of an Atomic Killbot or Bug-Eyed Monster that didn't go around kidnapping good-looking Earthlings, marrying them, and waving tentacles at them? They're all sex-obsessed pervs, and they can no longer resist our humanly charms.

Of course, I could just be speculating wildly and inaccurately. But I'm not, 'cause I'm a persecuted genius!


In addition to being a persecuted genius, Scott Slemmons is known for his award-winning Roadkill Chipotle Chili, which took top honors in the Bioweapons division of the White Sands Chili Cookoff. He lives in Texas with his wife and a subservient, laundry-hauling Killbot named Bub, which Scott hacked and reprogrammed with the aid of a 5-year-old iBook.

Tuesday, March 07, 1995

The Portrayal of Scientists in Science Fiction

Introduction

Authors such as Marcel LaFollette and Dorothy Nelkin have documented how the mass media has portrayed scientists and how these portrayals have affected public perceptions and government policies. But comparatively little research has been done on the portrayal of scientists in science fiction.

Many people dismiss or ignore science fiction, perhaps because they see SF as being irrelevant to what happens in the real world. But many scientists and science enthusiasts consider SF to be "their" fiction. SF fans naturally have an interest in science, and a significant minority of SF writers historically have been scientists themselves.

Over the years, SF has been a sort of gateway through which young people have been introduced to the excitement of scientific discovery. In this way, SF has encouraged people to learn about science and, in some cases, to become scientists. In his 1990 article "Scientists in Science Fiction: Enlightenment and After," Patrick Parrinder recounts astronomer Patrick Moore's suggestion at the 1955 UNESCO conference that "scientifically sound" SF would be a good recruitment tool for countries to use to encourage young people to pursue careers in science.

Going beyond the scientific circle, SF affects how people view science. While relatively few people read SF books, SF movies and TV series are hugely popular. And, current SF influences aside, our more deeply-rooted cultural attitudes toward and fears about scientists have been shaped by SF characters such as Dr. Victor Frankenstein, Dr. Jekyll, and Dr. Strangelove.

Discussion and Methods

It is difficult to figure out exactly how much SF's portrayals of scientists affect public perceptions, mostly because little research has been done to even figure out how scientists are portrayed by SF authors. The main research in this area was done by Walter Hirsch in 1958.

Hirsch analyzed 300 stories published in science fiction magazines between 1926 and 1950. He noticed a steady decline in the number of stories that featured scientists as main characters. He also noted that there was a marked decline in the portrayal of scientists as heroes as opposed to their portrayal as villains, although on the whole heroic scientists still outnumbered the villains 18 to 2.

Hirsch's study was a good one, for its time. But the problem is that nobody has done a qualitative/quantitative follow-up study on Hirsch's findings. Parrinder's 1990 article "Scientists in Science Fiction" was the only substantive recent treatment of the subject that I was able to find.

And I found it to be lacking quite a bit in the way of real analysis. Parrinder frequently cites Hirsch and states matter-of-factly that "One of the most striking features of the science fiction of the last twenty years is that scientists are far less commonly represented in it than they used to be." Later on, Parrinder asserts,

Not only do scientists in science fiction often appear as lurid, melodramatic and evil, but they frequently ... evoke the pre-scientific past. That is, the evil scientist -- or the future scientist surviving into a post-industrial society -- carries with him the trappings of sorcery, wizardry, and alchemy.

Parrinder does not qualify which science fiction he was referring to; while his comments are perfectly valid descriptions for the SF written as late as the 60s and 70s, they do not mesh well with what I have been reading in more recent SF magazines.

My doubts about Parrinder's research increased when I reached his comments on cyberpunk at the end of the article. He argues,

It would seem that the image of the hero as discoverer has given place to the hero as information-processor, operating on knowledge that already exists. The hacker's function is not to increase knowledge but to keep it circulating, sapping the power and wealth of the corporations which monopolise it. Science as social currency is taken for granted in these novels, but it is no longer seen as a disinterested pursuit and the age of the great discoverer has long vanished. Science-fiction writers under fifty no longer seem to believe that scientists have the future in their bones. It could be that this message is getting through to the readers, too.

Oh, the gloom! Parrinder completely misses the fact that cyberpunk hackers are no more portrayed as scientists than were the old time rocket jockeys like Buck Rogers. The fact that the hackers in William Gibson's Neuromancer are referred to as "cowboys" should have tipped Parrinder off to the fact that hackers "ride" the data stream, making them analogous to the old-time astroheroes who ride faster-than-light spaceships. Hackers are not scientists and no reasonably intelligent SF reader sees them as such.

My grumpiness with Parrinder increased as I scanned his notes and bibliography. He primarily took notes from secondary sources, and I saw no sign of him having done a lick of original qualitative/quantitative research of the type that Hirsch had done. It seems like awfully sloppy methodology to have extensively cited thirty-year-old research (Hirsch) to make critical comments about a constantly-changing genre like science fiction.

Once my irritation subsided, I decided I'd do my own research to see how far off mark Parrinder's article is when it comes to more current SF.

I decided to examine current science fiction stories in the top three SF magazines (based on circulation and the amount they pay writers): Asimov's Science Fiction, Analog Science Fiction & Fact, and Omni. I decided on SF shorts instead of novels or movies because:

  1. most SF fans agree that SF movies and TV shows are not representative of cutting-edge SF, and
  2. short fiction provides the same diversity in subject matter and authorship as do novels in a much more manageable format.

Comparing my results to Hirsch's seemed like a reasonable thing to do, but I also realized that his research might have been flawed by bias or incompleteness. So I decided to do a brief comparison analysis of SF shorts from the 50's by looking at two "Best Of" anthologies from 1952 and 1956. I picked the SF from the 50's as a comparison partly because this is when Hirsch did his research and partly because this was the time of the big post-war government push to funnel huge amounts of money into scientific research all over the country.

Results

In The Best Science Fiction Stories: 1952 anthology, the stories are filled with gloomy predictions of the future, often predictions of nuclear holocaust (27.7% of the stories). This is to be expected, since it had only been seven years since Fat Man and Little Boy ended World War II. Stylistically, the stories are fairly primitive (but are still a good read). The characters seldom rise above the first dimension, and sophisticated descriptions and internal metaphors are pretty much non-existent.

Of the 18 stories in the anthology, six (33.3%) featured scientists as main characters. Of these scientists, four were physicists (probably more fallout from the Manhattan Project), one was a physician, and the other two were physical scientists. And of the six stories, three portrayed the scientists in a distinctly negative light.

The most damning story was "Balance" by John Christopher. In "Balance," the world is controlled by competing scientific factions who resort to spying, theft, and murder to keep or gain power. The main character, a retired chemist, is ordered by his bosses, United Chemicals, to find and murder a super-genius child who has been created by the Geneticists to insure and increase their power. All the scientists in this story come off as greedy, evil, crude, paranoid beings who are barely evolved from apes. This theme of governmentalized scientists destroying the world was echoed in the other negative stories, though not to this degree.

The Best Science-Fiction Stories and Novels: 1956 was another story, however. The 14 tales in this anthology were more complex than their 1952 counterparts. These stories show more fleshed-out characters (though they're not completely three-dimensional) and spend more time on description.

In agreement with Hirsch's findings, the 1956 anthology has a smaller percentage of scientific characters than does the 1952 anthology: in the 1956, four (28.5%) of the fourteen stories feature scientists as prominent characters.

But the scientists are of a distinctly different sort. Of these four stories, one portrays a white male physicist, one portrays a beautiful, alien, female psi-therapist (a psychologist who uses psionics to heal her patients -- perhaps a forerunner of Star Trek's Deanna Troi?), and two others portray psychiatrists. With all this focusing on the mind, it is no wonder that the stories have better-developed characters.

Only one of the four stories portrayed its scientist negatively, but this story was supremely negative. "Judgement Day" by L. Sprague de Camp is a character study of Dr. Wade Ormont, a physicist working at a nuclear research facility who discovers that a particular type of nuclear chain reaction would blow the crust off the earth. The physicist is portrayed as a cold, bitter, socially inept, slightly psychotic man: in other words, he is a stereotypical mad scientist, harking back to turn-of-the-century science fiction. But de Camp crawls inside the stereotype, explores it, and makes it chillingly believable, perhaps in an effort to explain the mentalities of the physicists who willingly created the atomic bomb.

In summary, the 50s anthologies I sampled portrayed scientists as main characters in 10 out of 32 stories (31.3%), and out of those ten, 4 were negative portrayals. This basically matches what Hirsch and Parrinder claim SF is like.

But once I started to look at recent SF, Parrinder's claims seem much less valid.

I went through six consecutive months of Analog and analyzed the stories in the same way that I had the 50s anthologies. Of the 36 total stories in these issues, sixteen (44.4%) featured scientists as main characters. And of these portrayals, none were negative except in the fact that scientists were shown to be fallible human beings.

The scientists who behave heroically are typically young and a little reckless, while those who are meek and perhaps a little cowardly are older and are shown to have good reasons for their behavior. The only scientist who does something shocking and nasty (hunting down a beautiful tree faery and ripping it open and eating it raw and perhaps alive) is shown to be acting from deeply-ingrained human instinct. On the whole, the scientists portrayed in Analog are likeable, highly intelligent, and occupy a sort of moral high ground. There is also a much greater diversity of scientists in these stories as compared with the 50s anthologies. In addition to the traditionally-portrayed medical doctors and physicists, the stories featured liberal doses of paleontologists, ecologists, and other biologists.

Science is portrayed as the key to advancing (and perhaps saving) humanity, and a running theme in the stories is the unfair, irritating, and potentially dangerous confinement of science by the government or corporations refusing to fund what scientists need. Two stories especially highlighted this theme.

The first was "Tide Pools" by Kevin J. Anderson. In this tale, the main character is a woman who travels through alternate times to locate medical cures that scientists in other realities have discovered. She brings back the formulas for the drugs, and her company markets them as their own. The protagonist's husband is dying of a rare neurologic disease, and her company refuses to let her try to find the cure on the grounds that the time she spent searching for it wouldn't be cost effective (only eight people in the country have the disease). She tries to find a cure in her native time, but discovers that the only neurologist who researched the disease stopped being able to get funding and abandoned his research. The heroine decides to break company rules and searches for a cure in other time lines. She eventually finds one, but by this time his disease is too advanced to be curable.

The second Analog story that deals with the dangers of under-funding is "Pibloktoq" by Paula Robinson. This black comedy is set on a cramped station on the moon in which all the inhabitants have gotten short-tempered and are prone to what look like brief fits of relatively non-violent insanity. The protagonist, a psychologist named Morgan Diersing, comes on board to try to help the inhabitants. The space station inhabitants need more room to cure their madness, but no one on Earth will send them the materials to build additions to the station.

In summary, the Analog stories are distinctly pro-science and pro-scientist. The scientists are protagonists, not heroes; the reader sympathizes with them and likes them and roots for them in their struggles against governments and corporations (businessmen, bureaucrats, and military figures are the most frequent antagonists). But these scientists do not behave "heroically" in the traditional sense: they never do anything as dramatic as saving the world a la Dr. Zarkov in the old Flash Gordon serials.

The six months of Asimov's SF stories I examined showed several similarities with the Analog stories, but there were also some interesting differences.

Of the 49 total Asimov's stories, 32 (65.3%) were what I consider to be SF. The remainder were fantasy, ranging from speculative fiction about Picasso to a tale about medieval vampires. Of the 32 genuine SF stories, thirteen (40.6%) featured scientists as major characters. This percentage is similar to what I saw in Analog, and it contradicts Parrinder's assertion that fewer and fewer scientists are being portrayed as mains in SF.

As I mentioned, there were some distinct differences between the portrayals of scientists in Analog and Asimov's, and I think that this is related to the willingness of Asimov's editors to include obvious fantasy in a SF magazine. First of all, Asimov's featured an even greater variety of scientists. Physicists were outnumbered by both biologists and social scientists. Medical doctors also outnumbered physicists, and the stories also featured computer scientists and an oceanographer.

These diverse scientists were more completely humanized than the scientists in Analog. While the scientists are mostly portrayed as doing good for the world, and three are portrayed as being geniuses, they are also shown to have basically the same mundane problems as everybody else. The scientists have family problems and wants and needs that have nothing to do with science.

In "Chemistry" by James Patrick Kelley, the protagonists are two female medical students who decide to go out to a futuristic singles bar to have a fling before finals. In "The Facts of Life" by Brian Stableford, the main character is a teenaged boy named Benjy who, when faced with a mentally abusive father and a disintegrating home life, escapes into his hobby of doing ecology/evolution experiments with microbes. In "Guardian of Fireflies" by Patricia Anthony, the protagonist is an AIDS-infected physicist who is standing watch in a field where a man has been trapped in a freakish quantum bubble. The physicist knows that the trapped man is sure to suffocate before he can be freed, and he spends much of the story contemplating this and his own impending death from AIDS.

Analog's theme of "everything would be better if they'd just give us more money" is absent from the six months of Asimov's that I examined. The stories in Asimov's portray science as a basically good and necessary thing, but it doesn't receive the same kind of unconditional love it gets in Analog.

For one thing, Asimov's features two negative portrayals of scientists. The first negative portrayal is in "Blind" by Robert Reed. The antagonist in "Blind" is Dr. Jefferson, an oceanographer whose whole life has been consumed by his lust to be the first to find a deep-sea descendant of the pleiosaur. The reader sees Jefferson as a fat, slovenly, abrasive, humorless, obsessed guy you'd generally want to choke. But at the end of the story, when another team beats Jefferson to the pleiosaur find and he is reduced to tears, the reader begins to see Jefferson as pathetic rather than malicious.

The second negative story is "A Hand in the Mirror" by Sonja Orin Lyris. The main character is a computer scientist named Reskin. Reskin is doing advanced research to develop a form of virtual reality that reads the user's mind. Reskin is portrayed as a cold, unethical jerk, and he even demonstrates a hidden sadistic streak near the end of the story.

But the portrayals of Jefferson and Reskin are a far cry from the mad scientists of the 50s anthologies. Both Jefferson and Reskin are shown to have some good qualities, and, more importantly, neither of them is likely to kill or physically harm anybody, much less endanger mankind as was de rigeur for the old-time mad scientists.

And there was one Asimov's story in which the scientist acts as a genuine hero. "Kahmehameha's Bones" by Kathleen Ann Goonan charts the life of Cen, a homeless Hawaiian teenager who is visited by what is apparently the ghost of Kaiulani, the last Hawaiian princess who tried to keep Hawaii independent and died a tragic death in her twenties. Cen is befriended by a math professor who teaches Cen math and science. Cen has a remarkable talent for physics, and he realizes that Kaiulani is not a ghost but a manifestation of some kind of temporal disturbance. He decides that he must try to figure out some way to save Kaiulani from dying young.

In contrast with the complex portrayals of scientists in Asimov's, the stories in Omni were little help to my research. For a magazine whose non-fiction articles were all about slick science and futuristic gadgets, their fiction section was astonishingly low in real SF content (by "real SF" I'm referring to stories that deal with believable scientific/futuristic extrapolations rather than magic). In the 14 issues I examined, a grand total of three stories portrayed scientists, all of whom were physicists (possibly excepting a butterfly collector who I guess might have qualified as a scientist had he actually collected any butterflies in the course of the story.)

One of the three stories, "The Relativity of Chaos" by Michaela Rossener, portrays the physicist Erwin Schrödinger as a cat hater who uses the family cat in his famous cat-in-the-box observer-effect experiments (really, he's just trying to kill the cat.) This portrayal is a distinctly negative one, but since the story is told from the cat's perspective, Schrödinger doesn't get much characterization beyond all the nasty things the cat thinks about him.

Basically, it was hard to figure out if Omni's stories supported or contradicted Parrinder's claims because the magazine's stories were mainly modern fantasy and magic realism rather than SF. If somebody were to do a more in-depth analysis of current SF than I have done here, it would probably be necessary to sample the last few years of Omni to get a feel for what their fiction editors and writers were doing.

Conclusion

If an in-depth study were to be done, the smaller fantasy, horror, and science fiction magazines would need to be sampled in addition to the top SF magazines. I attempted to look at a few of the "little" SF/F/H magazines, but the library I used for my research did not subscribe to them (not even the regional ones) and I lacked the funds and time to purchase them on my own. But my general impression of these magazines is that when they feature horror as well as SF, the SF stories tend to run more negative portrayals of scientists.

The smaller magazines and Omni aside, it seems that Parrinder's gloominess over the status of scientists in SF is unfounded. The stories I sampled from Analog and Asimov's show about a ten percent increase in the portrayal of scientists as main characters over the stories in the 50s anthologies I examined. Even if scientists do not appear as main characters as frequently as they did in the SF of the 1920s and 30s, the mad scientist has been virtually banished from the pages of the best SF magazines. Scientists are now portrayed as real people instead of scary stereotypes.

And that's got to be worth more than numbers.


References

Parrinder, Patrick. "Scientists in Science Fiction: Enlightenment and After," in Rhys Garnett and R.J. Ellis, eds. Science Fiction Roots and Branches. NY: St. Martin's, 1990. 57-78.

"The Changing Political Image of Scientists in the United States" by Marcell LaFollette. Available at http://www.aaas.org/spp/yearbook/chap25.htm.

Walter Hirsch, "The Image of the Scientist in Science Fiction: A Content Analysis," American Journal of Sociology, Volume 63 (1958): 506­512.

Nelkin, Dorothy. Selling Science: How the Press Covers Science and Technology. WH Freeman & Co., 1995.