5 Books #1- Science Fiction for People Who Don’t Think They Like Science Fiction

Alright, so, I’ll admit that sometimes trans-related issues get the majority of my writing efforts here, which wasn’t (and really still isn’t) my goal with this project. My interests are wide and varied, and dammit, I’m going to work harder on actually talking about them! One of the things I’m absolutely crazy about (as I think I’ve mentioned before) is books and literature. I’m particularly fond of the wide range that makes up science fiction, but my reading certainly isn’t limited to just sci-fi. So in the vein, I’m starting a new column series about books, with the goal of posting one a month (on the the first day of the month). Sometimes it might be a list of five book suggestions on a particular theme, sometimes it might be a book review, and if I’m tenacious enough to corner an author at a convention, it might even be an interview! So, on that note, let’s get to our inaugural post in this series: 5 Science Fiction Books for People Who Don’t Think They Like Science Fiction.

Sci-fi gets an awfully bad rap from a lot of people- one that I feel is rather undeserved! A common perception is that science fiction is written for men, and that it mostly involves space ships, ray guns, and aliens. Unfortunately, the science fiction world doesn’t do enough to shed itself of that kind of image. The Sci-Fi Channel (sorry, SyFy…*eye roll*) is dominated by space-and-alien kinds of movies and show, and portions of the convention scene (particularly WorldCon) are still dominated by the writing of white men talking about spaceships. Heck, even the two biggest awards for science-fiction writing- the Nebula and the Hugo- have trophies with space themes. Don’t get me wrong, all of that certainly IS science fiction. But the world of sci-fi is so much broader than that. And I’m not talking about fantasy bodice-rippers, and Twilight-esque teen vampire lit (because that’s fantasy, which I will continue to insist is a separate (though still worthwhile) genre, no matter how much book retailers want to cram them together in the same shelves.) Fortunately, many publishers and lots of conventions are embracing the diversity of science-fiction, and bringing lots of new fans into the sci-fi community.

So, let’s talk about sci-fi ACTUALLY is. On its face, science fiction is simply speculative fiction (set in the future- either near or distant), where there is some form of driving premise involving science. This can range from the sweeping cultural space epics of Iain M Bank and Isaac Asimov, to the mind-bending cyberpunk works from Neal Stephenson and William Gibson, to dystopian literature by the likes of Ray Bradbury and Margaret Atwood, to imaginative biopunk works from Paulo Bacigalupi and China Mieville. Often, science fiction leverages this speculation to make subtle (or sometimes quite overt) commentary on modern social and political situations including capitalism, race, sexism, and religion. And while there’s a certainly an abundance of white male authors, people like Ursula K LeGuin, Margaret Atwood, Octavia Butler, Connie Willis, and Lois Bujold have been prominent writers in the science-fiction realm for decades, several of whom are recognized Grand Masters of the Science Fiction Writers Association.


In crafting this list, I strove to entirely avoid anything that’s space-related, so it leans heavily on the dystopian types of stories. I tried to include a variety of writing styles and themes, and did my best balance out the heavily serious entries with some more light-hearted fare. I also wanted to demonstrate some of the diversity in authors, so only 2 of 5 are white guys. Lastly, I shied away from anything from the “hard” science fiction realm, it can put off people who are new to the sci-fi world. In any case, if you’re the sort of person who has previously thought of sci-fi as nothing more than a lot of permutations of Star Wars and Star Trek, I highly suggest you give at least one of the following a try and see if I can’t change your perspective:

1. “Never Let Me Go” by Kazuo Ishiguro – This one is sneaky. You’ll be halfway through the book (at least) before you realize it’s anything but a touching coming-of-age story. It’s a beautiful example of the subtle premise reveal, and it makes the realization of what’s really going on that much more impactful. Ishiguro’s writing here is too good to spoil by sharing details, but the broad points he makes about the nature of what it is to be human are powerful.

2. “Cat’s Cradle” by Kurt Vonnegut – I’ll be the first to admit that I’d look to sneak Vonnegut into almost any book list. But “Cat’s Cradle” is beautiful in its absolute absurdity, and manages to take pokes at both religion and the arms race. It’s perhaps one of the best pieces of satirical dystopian fiction that’s ever been published. And if you’ve never read Vonnegut (shame on you), it’s a really good entry piece to his work.

3. “A Handmaid’s Tale” by Margaret Atwood – This is perhaps my favorite book on the list. Despite being written nearly 30 years ago, its stark warning about the dangers of viewing women’s bodies as little more than incubators for fetuses remains just as relevant now as it was in 1985. It stands as one of the pillar works of feminist science-fiction. It’s also another fantastic example of the slow-reveal, and Atwood’s use of flashback is brilliant.  

4. “The Children of Men” by PD James – Yes, you might have seen the movie. But, while the film adaptation is quite good, it’s a significant departure from the even-better novel. It’s a bleak look at potential consequences of a world where nearly everyone has become completely disillusioned and uninterested in the politics and government, as well as the prospect of human extinction. It also explores the dangers of power dynamics, and implications of a generation of spoiled, entitled children.

5. “The Yiddish Policemen’s Union” by Michael Chabon – If you happen to be love detective stories with lots of word humor, this last book is the one for you. Set in a hypothetical future where the Jewish State has been relocated to Alaska with an wonderfully intricate alternate history, it’s mostly a murder mystery, but with subtle commentary on our actual history and on the Zionist movement in Israel. Chabon’s writing is actually laugh-out-loud funny at times, and his word-play is masterful.


Honorable Mentions:

“A Canticle for Liebowitz” By Walter M Miller, Jr

“The Giver” by Lois Lowry

“Wild Seed” by Octavia Butler.  

Next month on 5 Books: 5 Essential Reads for Young Feminists

SciFi Author Calls Out Troll, or “John Scalzi absolutely evisertes an idiot anti-feminist.”

To The Dudebro Who Thinks He’s Insulting Me by Calling Me a Feminist | Whatever.

This is one of those moments where I feel oh-so-proud to consider myself a member of the science fiction community. John Scalzi is an incredibly talented and quite successful science-fiction author, and he maintains one of the oldest (and most entertaining) individual blogs on the Internet. Having had the privilege of meeting him at a few conventions, I can also say that’s a pretty cool guy. He earned a huge extra chunk of respect and admiration from when when he posted about his support for trans people back in December of last year. (I mean, there’s a reason he’s on my blogroll!) Today, it appears Scalzi is on a roll again as he absolutely tears apart an idiot troll being snide about feminism.

For a little background, a while back, John challenged his twitter followers to raise $500 in a day for the Clarion Foundation. For this, John would post on his blog a photo of himself in a very lovely period Regency dress. His followers came through, and boom, we have John in a dress. End of story, for the time being.

Fast forward a bit, and some idiot decides to take said picture and caption with the words “This is what a feminist looks like” in a very sad, feeble attempt to insult either feminists or Mr Scalzi. In either case, John does a fantastic job publicly shaming and ridiculing said person in a way that only someone of Scalzi’s particular brand of snark can manage. I very much suggest you head over to his blog and read it for yourself.

Now, loyal readers, you might say “But what was John doing in that dress to begin with? Wasn’t he denigrating femininity by putting on a dress for money?” I’m going to go with no. If you go back and read the post, it’s done with utter respect. It was actually done in response to a request a Twitter user who challenged him to wear the dress. Feeling no challenge to his masculinity nor his heterosexuality, he seized upon the moment to raise for money for a favorite charity, and cheerfully complied. He indicated absolutely zero discomfort or humiliation with the experience. I think he handled the situation with appropriately and with dignity.

I do wish he had seized a little more on the point that the creator of the captioned image may have been looking to insult the entire of the feminist cause by ascribing the term to a picture of a man in a dress (in order words HURR HURR, FEMINISTS ARE SCARY BUTCH LESBIANS WHO LOOK LIKE DUDES). But then again, that’s such a tired cliche that it’s barely even worth mentioning, other than for the requisite eye-roll and sigh of derision.

In any case, I applaud Mr Scalzi for his publicly provided tongue lashing, and his very public proclamation of his feminist beliefs. I’ll definitely have to be sure to give him a hug for it the next time I see him at a convention. :

Neil Gaiman Reading and Signing or “I met one of my very favorite authors and squeed so hard I nearly burst!”

Get ready to see gap in the thick armor that is my personality. Last night I got to see and meet an author who I have admired for a very very long time, the one and only Neil Gaiman. I’ve been geeked up for this event since I bought the tickets months ago, remember? Anyway, I think Neil is one of the most incredibly talented writers working in fiction today, particularly in fantasy, and I’ve been dreaming of getting to meet him for years, but his few appearances always seemed to be just out of reach for one reason or another. This time he was on what he purports to be his final book tour, in support of his new adult novel, The Ocean at the End of The Lane. Clearly, this was not something I could miss!

I was a little nervous that the event would end up cancelled. Neil’s flight was delayed significantly by the tragic crash at the San Francisco Airport, and didn’t touch down in Detroit until after the event was supposed to have started. Luckily, as Neil is an avid Twitter user, we were all kept updated of his progress, and he eventually arrived and made it to the stage. We were treated to a wonderful reading from the new novel first. I’ve heard recordings, both audio and video of Neil reading from his novels and short stories before, of course. But to hear him read his words to us -in person- was just…magic. It’s not often than I can be enraptured by someone reading a book (I actually very much dislike audio books for this reason), but I could have listened to him read for hours, and I would have hung on every word. He did a brief Q&A from submitted index cards, and shared some wonderful anecdotes about the origins of some of his story ideas, his childhood, his relationship with his wife (the lovely Amanda Palmer), and his children. Again, every answer was witty and entertaining, and his awkward charm shone. I wanted him to just talk all night. I think I was literally bouncing in my seat, and I know I was grinning like I was 12. At the end, he had a bit of a surprise…he gave us a reading from his not-yet-released all-ages/children’s book that’s due out this fall. It’s a fantastically absurd and adventurous tale of all of the things that happen to an otherwise ordinary father when trying to bring back milk from the market for his children’s cereal. It was just delightful, and I’m looking forward to reading to rest of it in a few months when it’s available. But, all too soon, Neil’s time on stage was over, and it was time to proceed to the book-signing.

The trouble with a book-signing is that it takes a REALLY long time. And there were over 1000 people in that theater, and even at only 15 seconds each, that’s 4+ hours of signing. The organizers did their best to keep it orderly and such, but that many people throw off a lot of heat, and the seating really wasn’t comfortable enough to be seated for many hours. I think we were fairly lucky, as we were the 3rd of 10 sections called, and even that was an almost unbearable wait. We made it through the line by about 11:15pm, and I got my copy of the new novel signed (personalized!!) and I got to squeak out an embarrassed “thank you” as I scurried away. I, who am never at a loss for words, was struck nearly mute at that moment. Yes, even I have my moments of fangirl silliness. Anyway, I got a few treasured pictures up-close as he signed, and I also got my ticket signed, which will soon be framed in my new office. I’m a little sad that the time constraints were such that I couldn’t get a picture with him, but seeing my name with his short inscription and signature on the title page, along with the brief flash of smile were enough. I have to applaud Neil’s commitment to his fans. He was signing until after 3:00am and I’m sure absolutely exhausted, but he made sure everyone who wanted something signed got their chance.

Despite being terribly hot, sweaty, tired, and hungry, I pretty much floated all the way to my car and smiled my whole way home. I might have even popped a signal tear of joy…you know, just for dramatic effect.

While I’m SO very sure that Neil won’t even come across this trifle of a blog, I’m going to be annoying anyway:

Thank you, Neil, from the bottom of my heart for making me feel like there might be a bit of magic in our world, hiding just out of sight. And thank you for temporarily melting my generally fierce exterior so I could a be an excited little girl, full of wide-eyed wonder, for just a few hours. It was a first for me.

Neil Gaiman’s Final Book Tour, or “Yes readers, TheTNF can actually squee.”

Neil Gaiman – Where’s Neil?.

I just wanted to briefly fan-girl for a moment here. I’m SO ridiculously excited about Neil Gaiman’s new adult novel. I’ve loved all of his novels so far, and I’ve re-read his short story collections (not to mention Good Omens) until the books nearly fell apart. He definitely ranks among my favorite authors (I should write about that sometime).

I’m a little sad that this will be his last signing tour, but I can completely understand…he’s mentioned before that he finds public appearances to be exhausting (so do I, and I’m not famous in the least bit!). I feel so lucky to have tickets to see him when he’s in my town. I also couldn’t help but giggle at the clever names for each of the events on this tour (because even I’m sometimes a giggling fangirl; deal with it). I saw him briefly while I was at ChiCon 7 last year, but he was so completely mobbed with fans (and he was just trying to check into the hotel!) that I didn’t want to be THAT kind of fan girl. But now I’ll get to meet him, hear a reading, and get my copy of “The Ocean at the End of the Lane” signed! Yayy!

Seriously, if you’re a fan, get your tickets already!