Short SF Marathon Day 17: Carmen Maria Machado, Usman T. Malik

Carmen Maria Machado, “Observations About Eggs from the Man Sitting Next to Me on a Flight from Chicago, Illinois to Cedar Rapids, Iowa.” Lightspeed, April 2014.

It’s interesting to see a writer like Carmen Maria Machado represented here with two stories, one from Lightspeed Magazine, part of the new breed of sf online zines and one from Granta, the long running literary UK magazine. It’s perhaps an example of the increasing integration of SFF into the wider literary world, something you might appreciate or not.

Machado’s writing reminds me of old school New Wave, some experimenting with genre and ways of storytelling as here, by presenting a numbered list of egg facts and then slowly letting the strangeness creep out. Effectively done, though one of those stories that may seem more experimental than they are.

Carmen Maria Machado, “The Husband Stitch.” Granta, October 28, 2014.

This has been nominated for a Nebula and I can see why. Told in the first person and with instructions for those who are perhaps reading it out loud to their guests, this is again a story where the creepiness well, creeps up on you. A very meta sort of story, constantly refering to non-existing fairy tales, to build up dread and expectation that pays off in the final scene.

This is also a fantasy story which has nothing supernatural save for one, seemingly minor detail, a fantasy story where that detail is clearly allegorical. One that keeps you thinking after having read it. It reminds me in places of Jo Walton’s My Real Children, which I’m currently also reading, in its concerns. This is a deeply feminist story.

Usman T. Malik, “Resurrection Points.” Strange Horizons, August 4, 2014.

This is a more straightforward fantasy story, about a father and son healer somewhere in Karachi Pakistan where religious tensions are flaring up and it might not be entirely sensible to show off your ressurrection talents. The story starts well but feels unfinished, more an excerpt than a full story. It also has that ripped from the headlines feel to it, but done by somebody who has some inkling of what life in Karachi might actually be like for the people he writes about, supernatural powers or not.

Short SF Marathon Day 16: Kelly Link, Ken Liu

Kelly Link, “I Can See Right Through You.” McSweeney’s Quarterly 48, 2014.

As you might expect from a story published in McSweeney’s, this is more of a slipstream than a solid genre story, about an actor best known in his role as the Demon Lover and the woman who used to be his love interest in the movies but is still his best friend and how they end up in Florida looking for nudist ghosts. Any real genre element is almost non-existent, though of course this is still a good story.

Ken Liu, “Reborn.” Tor.com, January 29, 2014.

This on the other hand positivily revels in genre: alien invasion, alien possession, memory loss, flying saucers and wraps it up in a story about identity and memory and whether the first is just the absence or presence of the latter.

Ken Liu, “The Long Haul, From the ANNALS OF TRANSPORTATION, The Pacific Monthly, May 2009.” Clarkesworld, November 2014.

Ken Liu’s second story is also fixed in genre, but in an entirely different way. Here he takes that symbol of alternate history, the zeppelin, and imagines the kind of articles a John McPhee might have written if the Hindenburg hadn’t caught fire and zeppelins were kept in service. Basically the sort of intersection of slice of life & mild technoporn you might have found in The New Yorker or summat if zeppelins were real.

Short SF Marathon Day 15: Yoon Ha Lee, Rose Lemberg

Yoon Ha Lee, “The Contemporary Foxwife.” Clarkesworld, July 2014.

With three stories in this list, Yoon Ha Lee is the most successfull author on it. It’s well earned for me, as I enjoyed each of the three stories. All three are of a similar kind, science fictional reimaginations of folklore and mythology. In this case the foxwife, from the Japanese (and earlier Chinese) traditions of foxes taking human shape to trick or help; the distinction isn’t always clear. Here, sometime in the far future, a male foxwife appears in the space station flat of a hapless grad student asking her to allow him to do her chores.

This is a rather quiet, domestic story where the sfnal and fantastic elements are there mainly as props to help the protagonist resolve her mundane dillemas. What makes it interesting is that it undercuts the traditional fairytale by having a happy ending by not having the human fuck up their relationship with the foxwife. What’s also interesting and which has echoes in the next story, is the matter of fact use of trans/genderqueer characters here, both arguably the foxwife as well as the roommate.

Yoon Ha Lee, “Wine.” Clarkesworld, January 2014.

In “Wine” it’s the protagonist who’s trans. As the story put it, Loi Ruharn was a gifted but low ranked officer who “came to the Falcon Councilor’s attention as a minor novelty, as a womanform soldier who lived as a man” and was taken as her lover. When their planet is invaded the Council of Five take drastic measures to ensure they will be able to fight off their attackers; Loi disagrees with the methods their mercenaries employ and takes steps to amend them.

This story didn’t need Loi Ruharn to be a trans man; another reason could’ve been found to let him catch the eye of the Falcon Councilor, nor does the story dwell on it other beyond what’s quoted above. With trans characters, as with most other characters not fitting the straigh cis white male template, there’s always the perceived need to have a reason for them to be in a story, rather than just existing. In this case Yoon Ha Lee has it matter in a way that feels natural but then doesn’t make Loi Ruharn into a token. He just is who he is.

Rose Lemberg, “A City on Its Tentacles.” Lackington’s, Winter 2014.

Another sort of fairytale, by somebody I’ve know by name for a year or so now, as somebody both involved in fandom and being spoken off highly by people I trust as a poet and writer. Certainly there is a poetic gleam to this story, of a mother who sells her most precious belongings to help her daughter become better for a few months, at the cost of her own health. It’s clear she has done this before and will need to do this again; as Lemberg makes clear through an encounter in the middle of the story, she also can’t afford to take chances on finding a more permanent solution.

This is a story about the importance of stories and imagination grounded in a reality of life for people without the resources or privilege to make use of it in the way we’re conditioned to see as right by those very same stories. It chimes in well with a blogpost Lemberg just posted on the privilege and necessity of writing and it speaks to a larger debate going through science fiction and fantasy about marginalised voices and the circumstances that make it difficult for so many to get themselves heard.

Short SF Marathon Day 14: Jay Lake, Rich Larson, Yoon Ha Lee

Jay Lake, “West to East.” Subterranean, Summer 2014.

This an old fashioned science fiction adventure story, about a ship trapped on a world where the winds are so strong the entire ecology is build around resisting it. Sadly Jay Lake passed away last year.

Rich Larson, “The Air We Breathe is Stormy, Stormy.” Strange Horizons, August 11, 2014.

Cedric works on an oil rig in the Baltic, having fled his father In New Zealand and leaving his girlfriend in Perth. He’s lonely and miserable, until one night he fishes a strange woman out of the sea. Selkie stories may be for losers, but this is a great example of one, with a happy ending even.

Yoon Ha Lee, “Combustion Hour.” Tor.com, June 18, 2014.

A fable of entropy as performed by shadow puppets. Great idea, done well.

Short SF Marathon Day 13: Vylar Kaftan, Caitlín R. Kiernan, Ellen Klages

Vylar Kaftan, “Ink of My Bones, Blood of My Hands.” Beneath Ceaseless Skies, June 12, 2014.

Three fantasy stories for lucky number thirteen. The first is a gritty horror fantasy story about an ill begotten apprentice of a necromancer attempting to revenge himself and the necromancer’s victims on him. Decently done but a bit mundane, especially in its revelling in the tortures the villain inflicts on his victims. There’s the spark of something better here and I’d be curious to read more of Kaftan’s work.

Caitlín R. Kiernan, “Bus Fare.” Subterranean, Spring 2014.

What any good short story should do, to be more than a moment’s diversion, is to create something that’s bigger than itself, an idea that keeps running through your head, or a glimpse at a world you’d like to read more about. Kiernan does the latter here, this short story of an angel ridden seventeen year old monster hunter waiting for her bus and the fifteen year old werewolf girl playing riddle games with her before eating her. A great piece of traditional American fantasy, where you have old country superstitions and legends set amongst the detritus of Americana: Greyhound buses, western ghost towns, the open road.

Ellen Klages, “Caligo Lane.” Subterranean, Winter 2014.

And this is a similar sort of American fantasy tale, of a witch in a partially imaginary street in wartime San Francisco using the Japanese art of paper folding, map based magic and the city’s fog to provide a topological bridge between the city and a village somewhere in occupied Poland and you very well know why.