And continuing...
Asimov's September 1986
George R. R. Martin - The Glass Flower
A cyborg arrives at a distant planet at the edge of the Thousand Worlds, to take part in the mind games. The mind-games are held in the obsidian castle of the mind-lord (or pain-lord), a woman nearly 200 years' old who currently has the body of a young girl. When taking part ion the mind game, one has the opportunity, if you 'win' of taking the body of the person or alien you defeat. It's quite an engaging tale, and Martin always writes well, but it is notoriously difficult to write scenes of imaginative thought and psychic tussles in a way that draws the reader full into the story - due doubtless, to the lack of a frame of reference for the reader to lock on to. This novelette therefore has that weakness, and its not quite up to Martin's best short fiction that I've read from the 1970's. It is SF though! I was beginning to think Dozois wasn't going to publish any more SF this year.
Nancy Kress - Down Behind Cuba Lake
I almost always enjoy Nancy Kress' work, and this was no exception, as she writes very well. A woman is driving across New York state late at night to 'have it out' with her erstwhile lover who has clearly just broken with her to stay with his wife. The woman get's lost en route and finds it hard to escape the back-roads around 'Cuba Lake'. It's quite immersive and nicely told, but it's hard not to notice that, despite its publication in a science-fiction magazine, Dozois yet again published a story her that is not really science fiction. I guess it's a weird tale, like so much of what one finds in
Asimov's.
Kim Stanley Robinson - Escape from Kathmandu
Robinson's novella is a blast. A member of a zoological expedition in Nepal stumbles across a yeti, and quickly realises that if the wider world finds out about it, it will all be over for yetis. Unfortunately, the yeti is also spotted by another member of the group who later returns with a well-funded capitalist to capture the beast and take it back to civilisation. The more ethical zoologist engages the help of some friends who, when they realise the yeti is being held temporarily in a hotel in Kathmandu, engineer a bold escape plan for the beast. Part commentary on how to treat endangered species, part travel guide to Nepal and Kathmandu, and part heist caper, this novella is great fun. I guess in all consistency, I should note that its hardly SF. The speculation here is that yetis may be real (fair enough), but outside of that there is no speculative or SF element to the story at all - it could appear in any non-genre magazine. That said, it's a bright and entertaining read, and recommended. Indeed, it's probably the best story in this issue of
Asimov's.
As well as the stories read this month, both the editorial by Asimov and the essay on books, by Norman Spinrad were interesting. The Spinrad essay
Critical Thinking was particularly worth reading, as he completely panned a certain SF novel (
The Eleven Million Mile High Dancer, by Carol Hill), and then went on to discuss how it could have been published at all, and subsequently reviewed positively by other reviewers, and whether publishers, editors and reviewers are sufficiently honest.
Asimov's October 1986
I must admit I started on this issue with some degree of foreboding. The kind of SF I enjoy most and look for in a SF magazine is hard SF, or at least SF where the science-fiction is clear, not marginal. Given the lineup in October '86, I did wonder how much of it I would enjoy. Kate Wilhelm and Connie Willis - neither famous for their hard SF and who's work I've not enjoyed much the past - both had long stories published, and it looked like I might have to grit my teeth to get through them...
Kate Wilhelm - The Girl Who Fell Into the Sky
This was actually quite an enjoyable read, at least until it petered out at the end. It won the Nebula Award for best novelette in 1987, and was certainly well written. An isolated man - who lived in the middle of nowhere on the central plains for America - dies, and two descendants travel to his hard-to-find house to collect possessions one last time. The deceased had formed a cult in the depression of the '30's, and his actions and their ramifications had longstanding effects on the family. The antique player piano at the house seems to provide a link to the past, and provides a spooky fantastical element to the tale. It was quite a good novelette, as its Nebula Award demonstrates. From that description, does it sound like science-fiction though? The answer is no. There is zero SF on offer here. I kept thinking some sort of speculative fiction aspect would arrive, but it never did. It's maybe a ghost story, or what we now call 'slipstream', but as SF it's hard to rate it very highly. By-the-by, the title is interesting - it adds a luster of mystery and a suggestion of SF that is disingenuous; nobody 'fell into the sky', except in a very obtuse metaphorical sense.
Isaac Asimov - The Mind's Construction
This was one of Asimov's
Azazel short fantasy stories, and was pretty light fare, with not a lot to get excited about. As it was Asimov it was naturally a very readable and quick diversion, but the story itself was slightly dodgy and sexist when read through the lens of our current world's awareness of such things. This could be skipped (perhaps the only time I've ever said that about Asimov's work), especially as it's not really SF, it's one of Asimov's weaker fantasy stories.
Connie Willis - Spice Pogrom
Okay, reading this was an undertaking I nearly completely skipped on several counts: I've not had good experiences with Willis' work before, she tends to write stories that I consider to be only marginally-speculative, and it looked long, given those misgivings; indeed its a 70-page novella. It was nominated for the Hugo Award, however, and seemed to involve alien first contact, so I decided to give it a probationary 10 pages with an open mind and then decide whether to keep with it. After about 8 pages I determined it wasn't for me; its meant to be humorous but it really isn't funny, and a 'funny' tale that isn't is a dreadful trudge over the course of 70 pages. Given the start didn't grab me, and the concept of aliens with hard to pronounce names and an overly cramped space station wasn't very interesting, this was a DNF.
In short, this was one of the least inviting issues of
Asimov's I read from this year, containing little SF to recommend. The Kate Wilhelm story was good
per se, and would be well placed in a non-genre collection of modern quality short stories, along with a change of title.
I'm hoping Asimov's ends the year well in the remaining few issues - so far, Dozois has published far too much that I don't consider to be SF, and so far this 'exercise' has confirmed for me that
Asimov's (at least in the mid-80's) was very 'soft' in its SF, and
Analog was by far the better magazine, in the sense of meeting my wishes. (As it happens, I think I just disagree with Dozois on SF generally - I don't care much for his anthologies either - far too many stories in his
Year's Best series were weak efforts to my mind, or not actually SF).