Review of Discord’s Apple by Carrie Vaughn

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BRILLIANCE AUDIO - Discord's Apple by Carrie VaughnDiscord’s Apple
By Carrie Vaughn; Read by Angela Dawe and Luke Daniels
8 CDs – Approx. 9 Hours 12 Minutes [UNABRIDGED]
Publisher: Brilliance Audio
Published: July 6, 2010
ISBN: 9781441876003
Sample |MP3|
Themes: / Fantasy / Magic / Gods / Family / Romance / Greek Mythology / Colorado / Terrorism / Arthurian Legend / Russia / Los Angeles / Immortality /

When Evie Walker goes home to spend time with her dying father, she discovers that his creaky old house in Hope’s Fort, Colorado, is not the only legacy she will inherit. Hidden behind the basement door is a secret and magical storeroom, a place where wondrous treasures from myth and legend are kept safe until they are needed again. Of course, this legacy is not without its costs: There are those who will give anything to find a way in. With the help of her father, a mysterious stranger named Alex, and some unexpected heroes, Evie must guard the storeroom against ancient and malicious forces, and protect both the past and the future even as the present unravels. Old heroes and notorious villains alike rise to fight on her side or to do their best to bring about her defeat. At stake is the fate of the world and the prevention of nothing less than the apocalypse.

Novels with alternating storylines, like Discord’s Apple, are probably easier to write than regular single plot novels. I’ve never come across one that defeated the main problem of such novels. It’s the problem of comparison. The present (alternate present) storyline in Discord’s Apple is far less compelling than those parts which are set during, and in the immediate years following, the Trojan War. By disc three it had become abundantly clear that the two storylines would meet up – and that the more interesting part of the book would be subsumed by the lesser. But, as the novel progressed MORE storylines were added and none of them were very promising. First there was The Eagle Eye Commandos story, the story of a set of G.I. Joe knock-offs that are, we are told, ‘the most popular comic book series in the USA.’ That storyline is told in a third person ominscient POV, as if were’ reading over Evie’s shoulder while she writes it on her laptop. That’s a big problem. I’ve seen scripts for comic books. They look nothing like what Evie writes for her artist collaborator – she’s writing standard prose, not a comics script, the artist would have to adapt what Evie wrote and dumping most of it. Then, just to confuse things just a little more, we get an out of nowhere historical Walker family storyline. It goes nowhere. Then, another short lived storyline will pop up for a chapter, then disappear, never to be heard from again. By disc five, these trends, along with many other warning signs, had cast a dread pall over my hopes for the novel’s conclusion.

It is never good when an author shows contempt for her story or for her readers. Carrie Vaughn is guilty of both of these authorial sins. As was pointed out in detail on Charlie Stross’ blog even the opening scene of Discord’s Apple is a mess. It is, of course, described (not shown) and features the destruction of “The Kremlin” by an Cessna full of kerosene:

He made a noise like a deflating balloon. “The Kremlin’s been bombed. Obliterated. A Cessna filled with drums of kerosene rammed it. They’re thinking it’s Mongolian rebels.”

She took a moment to register that he was talking about current events and not a plot point in their comic book. “Then our May storyline is out the window.”

The Eagle Eye Commandos couldn’t raid the building complex if it wasn’t there. She should have seen this one coming.

“Yeah. Unless we can put some kind of ‘how things might have been’ spin on it.”

Uh …. no. How could she have seen this coming? That whole passage should stop you in your tracks. Let me lay it out for you:

1. The biggest Cessna ever built carries no more than a dozen passengers and crew, the Cessna brand, moreover, is widely known to be a small aircraft manufacturer, with pretty much every single model ever built measuring far less than the 16 meters of their very largest passenger jet.

2. The Kremlin, meanwhile, is a massive fortress without one central structure. It measures a vast 68 acres and yet this plane full of drums of kerosene “obliterated” it. I would be very much surprised to learn that even the worlds biggest aircraft could completely destroy the Kremlin with any number of drums of Kerosene stuffed into it. Consider this, even with a maximum capacity of 27,276 liters the largest water bomber in the world, the Martin Mars, world only be able to drench four acres in a single pass. At that rate it would require no less than sixteen passes to completely cover the Kremlin with Kerosene – and that would assume that every pass had no overlaps.

3. Worse, why would “Mongolian rebels”, of all rebels, attack the Kremlin? That makes absolutely no sense at all. Russia and Mongolia have essentially been staunch allies for the last five hundred years. Russia never annexed Mongloia, doesn’t claim any part of it as a part of Russia, and didn’t even incorporate it into the Soviet Union. This is an absolutely monumental gaff – as backward as expecting the Palacio Nacional in Mexico City to be attacked by Quebec separatists.

And she should have ‘seen it coming’?

Other signs of contempt for the reader litter the novel. At one point the main character, a comic book writer, notes that the events that have just happened to her seemed unbelievably “overwrought” – after which she makes a point of filing them away for future use as a plot twist in her comic book series. She wants to add an unbelievable and overworked event to her own writing … what is a reader supposed to takeaway from that other than Vaughn is pissing on our shoes? Is she thumbing her nose at comics?

More stumbling blocks – as the “terrorism” in Russia continues we’re told that trainyards and shipyards are the targets. Yeah …. no …. that doesn’t sound like terrorism – it sounds like war. Terrorism is violence intended to foster terror. Blowing up a shipyard, attacking a citadel, derailing a train – that all is far more targeted than than strategic bombing of Europe in WWII. Carrie Vaughn seems blissfully ignorant of the meaning and import of the word “terrorism.”

But it doesn’t stop there! Vaughn has her central character, a rough analogue for herself, say that the Trojan Horse was the “car bomb” of its day. After hearing that I was figuratively shaking my head for about an hour.

That character, Evie Walker, then does some stunt driving while being chased by a herd of coyotes. In so doing she executes something she calls a “Hollywood turn.” … What I assume that Vaughn was actually referring to is, in fact, called either a Rockford or Moonshiner’s or J-Turn (and never a “Hollywood turn”).

Evie Walker also casually mentions that a drive through Los Angeles requires multiple stops and searches – adding hours to a commute. But it doesn’t end there, even the small town in Colorado, as depicted in Discord’s Apple, exist under a draconian police state. A drive through the city center means a warrant-less search of your vehicle and a questioning by police. There’s also food rationing. It isn’t explained, none of it. That’s shocking and interesting stuff and yet it has absolutely no follow up in the book whatsoever. Evie Walker doesn’t seem alarmed by it, finds it mildly annoying (and maybe even comforting), but she doesn’t mention it as being particularly shocking or even attempt to explain why it isn’t. What the fuck?

At first I thought maybe that my problems with Discord’s Apple were the same kinds of problems I had with Catherine Asaro’s Sunrise Alley |READ OUR REVIEW|. I thought that maybe Carrie Vaughn’s focus and interest just wasn’t on the stuff I care about: ideas, attention to detail, and the surprising (but logical) consequences to those ideas and details. But upon further consideration I don’t think that’s true. Vaughn’s writing technique for Discord’s Apple consisted of remixing her Sinon fan-fiction with events in her own life, filtered through a magical grab bag of other mythology and politics that she is only very dimly interested in. A few aspects of this novel could have worked had they been more focused and perhaps less slap-dashed together. Was she writing on a tight deadline? Couldn’t she do some revision? I don’t know.

The return of King Arthur (and Merlin) – ok why not? Sadly, this epic pair seem to be merely active mannequins in Discord’s Apple – their presence may have initially been to offer a possible rival love interest for the protagonist, but that doesn’t even come close to ripening. What about that artist penciler/inker partner on the comic book Evie Walker is writing? Oh him? Apparently he’s there solely to give Walker someone to talk to, setup the novel’s unpaid off premise. He just dries up and blows away.

What about that mysterious new dog, Queen Mab, that Evie’s father has? You know, the one with more emotion, knowledge and expression than all the rest of the characters in the novel? Oh that? It’s just what Vaughn would call her “Wash” techniques – something designed to manipulate the audience’s expectations. Consider me manipulated.

It is terrible.

The best part of the novel, the part that is actually alright – good even – the part that Vaughn wrote with passion and attention: That’s Sinon’s story. The rest, set in Evie’s time (or whenever else Vaughn went with the roving POV) is full of characters that are only minimally purposeful. Their goals are only strong enough to push them onto the stage, not strong enough to explain what they’re doing there or explain why they skulk-offstage when someone else is talking.

Or to put it another way – if this novel was a piece of clothing it would be a sweater. But unfortunately it’d be the kind of sweater that started out as a smart-looking and comfortable scarf and has now has been inexplicably knit-into an unwieldy sweater/dress/hat garment with a dozen fist sized holes in it. This sweater may be somewhat fashionable in some parts of the book store sweater store. Maybe it’ll be popular with the talented readers who don’t have time to think about what they’re reading. But for a Science Fiction reader, like me, who tries on a book sweater thinking it will be a garment with a particular purpose in mind, well he may find that every string of that sweater’s yarn wants to unravel. Or to put it in Carrie Vaughn style terms:

It’d be like the arrival of the president of the radical monarchist league (driving an Austin-Healey Bug Eyed Sprite with 17 liters of re-fried beans in the glove compartment) to an Outer Limits cast reunion party in Ruritania. Yep. It’s going to mess-up President Al Franken’s America in many magically unproductive ways! I should have seen it coming.

The shame of it is that Vaughn’s probably could write a lot better than Discord’s Apple. What works in the novel works well. Over on John Scalzi’s blog Vaughn wrote:

I have more ideas than I will ever be able to write in my lifetime. One of my solutions to this dilemma is to put as many ideas in a book as I can manage. The more disparate the better, because finding connections between seemingly unrelated ideas can make for great stories.

In a grad school Latin course, I translated bits of the Aeneid and fell in love with Sinon. He’s the Greek spy left behind to talk the Trojans into bringing the horse into the city. He’s brash, clever, and really awesome. So I committed a very long piece of fanfic telling what happened to Sinon after the war — he was kidnapped by a very pissed-off Apollo, made a slave, granted immortality so he’d be a slave forever, and. . .well. You’ll just have to read about it, because his story is the second part of Discord’s Apple, in which we learn that the Trojan War never really ended. (It all fits together, honest.)

At first, I didn’t know quite what to do with this very long piece of fanfic. I got to thinking about the nature of epic literature in general, and I decided that Sinon’s story needed to be part of Evie’s story. You see, “Evie returns home to discover an amazing heritage” is just an idea. But Evie and Sinon meeting each other, the chaotic events surrounding that meeting, and the fact that the goddess Hera still wants to get her hands on that apple – that’s a story.

Throw in King Arthur and my deep and irrational fondness for 1980′s GI Joe comics and what I ended up with was a novel about family, storytelling, history, and war and how they get tangled together.

This right here is the whole problem. Ideas are what stories should be about. But what Vaughn doesn’t realize is that not all ideas are gold. Not all ideas should include everything you think to include, not all of them fit together. A book about a comic book writer living in a Alternate Present USA police state? That sounds really cool. A book about King Arthur returning? That could be cool. A book about a woman who returns home to take care of her dying father only to discover that every magical artifact from history is in the basement? COOL! All together it is a mess.

Vaughn’s not short of ideas, not even short of good ideas. She’s short of a filter, an editor. Vaughn needs to have someone really critiquing the shit out of her ideas, really making the novel focused. Vaughn is a huge Sinon of Ithaca fan, and with the parts of this book set during and after the Trojan War she has made me one too. The market may not be clamoring for fiction rooted wholly in Greek Mythology, or for a book about a comic book writer living in an alternate USA, but I am. What I’m not clamoring for is a novel about all of those things in one.

The audio production itself is faultless. Discord’s Apple is a two narrator production with the vast majority of the reading is by Angela Dawe. Dawe performs everything except for the Bronze Age storyline which is delivered by Luke Daniels. Both Dawe’s and Daniels pronunciation and delivery are flawless.

Posted by Jesse Willis

FREE LISTENS REVIEW: The Overcoat by Nikolai Gogol

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The Overcoat by Nikolai Gogol

Source: Archive.org (part 1 | part 2)
Length: 1 hr, 28 min
Reader: Alan Davis Drake

The story: This classic tale, also translated as “The Cloak”, is one of the most revered stories in Russian literature, but it’s also a ghost story. Akaky Akakievich is a poor clerk in a government office who is the butt of many jokes from his colleagues as much for his social ineptitude as for his threadbare overcoat.  When he finally decides to get the overcoat mended, he runs into one problem after another, leading eventually to ghostly revenge.

Many of the themes that would be common to the greats of Russian literature trace their heritage to this story: the hopelessness of poverty, the striving to move up in a class-striated society, government indifference and arrogance, and injustice for the powerless. Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, and Chekhov would continue these themes in their own literature, building great works from common starting material.

Despite the heavy themes, this is a story with plenty of humor. Gogol even pokes fun at the conventions of storytelling by breaking the fourth wall. Part of the genius of this story is the tension between the listener’s tendency to sympathize with the plight of Akaky Akakievich or laugh at his awkwardness and eagerness to impress his colleagues.

Rating: 9/10

The reader: This may be a free recording, but that doesn’t make Alan Davis Drake any less of a professional. His voice is smooth and expressive in his narration, bringing out the sometimes subtle humor in this piece. His intonations for the dialogue bring out the pattern of Russian speech without doing a broad accent. The short musical pieces at the beginning and end of each part do not distract from the reading and are not played over the narration.

Review by Seth, Free Listens blog

Review of A Galaxy Trilogy Volume 2 – A Collection of Tales from the Early Days of Science Fiction

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A Galaxy Trilogy, Vol. 2A Galaxy Trilogy, Vol. 2 – A Collection of Tales from the Early Days of Science Fiction
By David Osborne, E.L. Arch, and Manly Banister; Read by Tom Weiner
11 CDs – Approx. 13 hours [UNABRIDGED]
Publisher: Blackstone Audio
Published: 2009
ISBN: 9781433291081
Themes: / Science Fiction / Aliens / First Contact / Politics / Cold War / Russia / Washington, D.C. / Colorado / Amnesia / Prophecy / Sociology / Iowa / Teleportation /

Back in the 1950s at the dawn of science fiction, writers were turning out wildly imaginative stories for the pulp magazines. Robert Silverberg, writing as David Osborne, estimates he wrote over a million words in one year. Here are three more exciting stories from those heady days from the pioneers of science fiction.

Discs 1 – 3: Aliens From Space by David Osborne (Robert Silverberg)

First published in 1958, under a pseudonym, this Robert Silverberg short novel is set in a fascinatingly futuristic 1989. It is in a period of relative peace on Earth since the recent collapse of communism in Eastern Europe. With this new détente in the offing only an outside influence could disrupt the path to global harmony. And that is exactly what happens when an alien spacecraft lands in an Iowa cornfield. It seems that these aliens have been watching Earth for millennia, and now we are on the cusp of ‘regular interplanetary travel’ these alien beings wish Earth to accept their hand/tentacle in friendship. This aid would be especially needed too as it seems there is another alien species out there in the galaxy – one which would likely destroy the Earth, and all humans, given half a chance. A team of diplomats and scientists from around the world is quickly assembled to negotiate a treaty and alliance. Among them is Professor Brewster, a prominent scientist of psychosociology. He thinks the aliens are hiding something. But could it just be their very alienness? He points out the advanced technology they offer comes with its own problem; receiving technology from an technologically advanced civilization doesn’t advance the recipient’s own culture – it merely makes the culture dependent upon the giver’s civilization. But is that a small cost compared with annihilation?

A friend of mine pointed out that Greg Bear’s 1987 novel The Forge Of God has a similar premise. There are many terrific ideas in the gloriously short novel. Aliens From Space is a kind of cold war apologue, a prisoner’s dilemma situation. Wrong action invites destruction or at the very least, great loss. In a way the Brewster character reminded me of Jared Diamond (of Guns, Germs And Steel fame). Diamond and Brewster, by asking interesting questions, find interesting answers.

Discs 4 – 7: The Man With Three Eyes by E.L. Arch (Rachel Cosgrove Payes)

The Man With Three Eyes is not a terrific Science Fiction novel. But, it is a fair meta-Science Fictional story. It works well as a quasi-period piece/alien invasion story/Agatha Christie-style mystery. It’s set in 1967 New York, more specifically in Greenwich Village. It’s protagonist, I won’t call him a hero, is an Irishman, Dan Gorman. He works as a Science Fiction magazine illustrator and lives in Mrs. Mumble’s boardinghouse. That’s the central location for the plot, as it’s a virtual United Nations of ethnically diverse characters. There’s an Afghan, a German, a Mohawk, a Welshman, an Eskimo (not an Inuit), an Ethiopian, and a refugee from Hong Kong. They all seem to get along pretty well until Dan accidentally places himself in the middle of an alien espionage ring operating out of a dead drop joke shop. There, he picks up a “third eye” and takes it to a party to impress a girl. It doesn’t work like he expects (but then I can’t imagine it’d work at all), and instead acts like the titular object in H.G. Wells’ short story The Crystal Egg (giving the user a vision of aliens on another planet). Dan then leaves the party and looses the eye in his own apartment. The next two thirds of the novel feature everyone hunting for it.

Sound confusing? It is, at least a bit. I found myself wondering how fast E.L. Arch had written The Man With Three Eyes Or if he had written it on a bet. But, like I said, I think it kind of works anyway. It’s not really a good Science Fiction story, but it ain’t a bad story and can probably tell you a lot about how Science Fiction stories were written in the mid 1960s New York. It felt quite a bit like what I imagine time travel to Greenwich Village in the 1960s would feel like.

Discs 8 – 11: Conquest Of Earth by Manly Banister

The aliens came to earth more than two ice ages ago. Now, under millenia of domination by these invaders, one Man amongst a small cadre of six Men with mental powers, elite combat training and a deep education in all things human, can manoeuver to throw off the chains that have sapped Earth of most of its precious resource, water.

Like the Bene Gesserit from Frank Herbert’s Dune, Manly Banister has created a far future quasi-planetary romance with and especially compelling depiction of what it would mean to be trained to detect and interpret every nuance of human physiology. In fact this whole short novel is like a pocket version of Dune – what with all the quasi-religious/scientific ideas, the overlords, the secret societies and the deserty planet-ness. Conquest of Earth may have more ideas per hour as any other audiobook I’ve listened to in the last decade. When Kor Danay (aka the Scarlet Sage) graduates from his training he begins a quick journey across Earth that leads to scenes of assassination, disguise, mind reading and later an unusual trip off-world with a quickly romanced wife named, get this, Soma! One reviewer called the plot “aimless” and “desultory” and I can see that. The whole story feels disjointed in a way that cannot really be understated. Kor has many abilities the set him apart from other people, and even his fellow “Men.” First up, he has the ability to speed up the molecules of his body so as to, from his perspective, stop time! This trope, by the way, was probably first proposed in the The New Accelerator by H.G. Wells, and later by Star Trek in an episode called “Wink Of An Eye.” One lengthy later sequence features another quasi-Star Trek fore-echo too, namely in “The Paradise Syndrome.“ Did I mention that Kor also has a ”Divisible Mind” which may be the key to defeating the enemy Trisz? He does!

In terms of the style of writing, well, there is a nice soliloquized-style explanation of why the Trisz should not be thought of as actually evil despite being insidious energy beings or a being who rule (or rules) the Earth with an iron fist. There is a lot of other zany stuff going on in this novel: teleportation, trickery, a prophetic computer, and a dose of amnesia (for good measure). I will admit Conquest Of Earth comes off as if it was plotted by a mish-mash of meth’d up aliens in order to win a stream of consciousness contest, but somehow it really didn’t seem to bother me. And, I wouldn’t be surprised to hear it had won.

David Osborne is an acknowledged pseudonym of Robert Silverberg. E.L. Arch was a pseudonym of Rachel Cosgrove Payes (being an anagram of her first name: “Rachel”). But it is entirely unclear to me who Manly Banister is or was. There is some discussion of the improbably named Manly Banister HERE, but no Wikipedia article currently exists on this person. Even the narrator name, Tom Weiner, is an alias.

Narrator Tom Weiner’s voice lends depth and presence to the three novels – he adds an appropriate alien lisp to some of the alien speakers, plays around with accents and delivers it all a gravitas and seriousness that doesnt mock this fun material. Listening to A Galaxy Trilogy Volume 2 felt very rewarding!

A minor issue with this collection includes the distinct lack of markings on the discs. 11 CDs are in the set, with three short novels, but none of them is marked with which novels are on which discs. On the other hand, all three novels begin at the beginning of a CD.

Posted by Jesse Willis

Interview with Bill DeSmedt author of Singularity

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Bill DeSmedt author of SingularityBill DeSmedt and his novel Singularity are the first podcast novel recipients of our SFFaudio Essential designation. Bill’s novel is a thrill-ride for the cognoscenti of Hard Science Fiction. As a special treat Bill has agreed to let us grill him about the origins and construction of his unabridged novel. Special thanks to Evo Terra of Podiobooks.com and Steen Hansen (our SFFaudio reviewer) for making this interview a reality.

JESSE: One question I’d like to hear answered is about your personal background. You’ve got more than a passing familiarity with Soviet and Russian history, politics, military – were you a Cold War warrior?

BILL: Actually, the answer is Yes and No. I did spend some time in the US Army Security Agency at the height of the Cold War, and learned Russian at the Defense Language Institute in Monterey CA. But none of that was nearly as instructive as the year I spent as an exchange student at Moscow State University in the mid-70s, at which point I was out of the Defense Department, and into Harvard.

JESSE: So what, without killing me after, can you tell me about what you did at for ASA?

BILL: Nothing very exciting, I’m afraid: I was a Russian linguist, and basically spent my time eavesdropping on low-level Red Army radio traffic. That said, it was probably still better preparation for writing thrillers than selling insurance!

JESSE: Was CROM modeled after the interactions you had with the NSA back in the 1970s then? The first thing I thought of when I heard you mention “Critical Resources Oversight Mandate” AKA CROM, was the Robert E. Howard deity. You a Howard fan?

BILL: No, CROM the agency is strictly my own invention — not that I don’t hope there’s an analogous agency sequestered somewhere amid the coils of the bureaucracy. Failing that, there’s always the Nuclear Threat Initiative, a high-powered nongovernmental group whose VP for Russian/CIS Programs, Dr. Laura Holgate has more than a few traits and career points in common with Marianna Bonaventure. As to CROM the acronym, there’s no Conan reference intended there (I’m for better or worse so not a Howard fan I hadn’t even realized the connection). Rather, CROM originated from an early draft since-deleted passage in the book, which described the furnishings of Pete Aristos’s office as including, in addition to the mountains of greenbar printout, a knock-off of an R. Crumb poster hanging on the wall, featuring Mr. Natural in characteristic full stride over the caption: “Keep on Trackin’ — R. CROM.”

JESSE: As an exchange student did you stumble across any interest in Science Fiction in the USSR?

BILL: Not me personally. I, like Knox, was working on a more or less clandestine research project, and maintaining a low profile in consequence. On the other hand, one of my fellow stazhory, Pat McGuire, was actually researching the political aspects of Soviet science fiction, and wound up writing a book about it called “Red Stars.” In that vein, too, I did pass my annotated copy of Nagel and Newman’s “Goedel’s Proof” along to a Latvian colleague. I’ve always wondered what role, if any, that deeply subversive little book might have played in undermining the monolith a few years hence…

JESSE: Were you self-conscious during the reading? At the beginning of the podiobook you sounded nervous, at the end you seemed self assured.

BILL: Did you mean the very beginning of the book (the Prologue), or the early chapters in general. If it’s the Prologue, you might be interested to learn that the version you hear on the podcast is a do-over, and is actually one of the last chapters I recorded.

What happened was, when I had most of the audiobook in the can, I played the first chapters for a few folks. They universally agreed that the Prologue in particular was way way too laid back — that it lacked a sense of excitement commensurate with the subject matter.

So I resolved to do better, or at least different. I re-read the thing as fast and frenzied as I could, shaving several whole minutes off the runtime. The result is the version you hear. (I’ve still got that old original kicking around somewhere, though. Maybe I ought to haul it out and do some comparison auditing.)

JESSE: Why did you read Singularity yourself? Was it for the experience, because of the cost, or artistic control?

BILL: None of the above actually. The deep dark secret behind the audiobook version is I never started out to make an audiobook for general distribution at all. The recording conditions and equipment I had to hand were far from ideal, and I’m not my own favorite reader anyway, so I never envisioned the finished product appealing to a wide audience. All I was really trying to do was to record something I could pass around to a few well known Science Fiction in the hopes they’d write blurbs for Singularity. These were busy people, well-established in the field, who might well not have the time or inclination to work their way through a 500-page galley by somebody they’d never heard of — but might just stick a CD into their car’s CD-player on the way to work. [EDITOR’S NOTE: Check out the the dust jacket of the print version to see how well it worked]

In any case it was only long after the event that I decided to repurpose the material for release as a podcast on Podiobooks.com.

JESSE: Will you read your next novel Dualism – can we expect any short stories to tide us over in the interim?

BILL: Read Dualism??? Right now, I’d be happy just to finish writing it!

Mention of short stories brings to mind Blaise Pascal’s famous one-liner about how he didn’t have much time, so he wrote a long letter. Point is, short stories are hard, harder than folks might think (they’re so easy to read, after all). The best are exquisite miniatures, marvels of
narrative economy in which each element is perfectly attuned to its role in unfolding the story toward its denouement. Novels by contrast are big, clunky things that leave lots of room for error. Much simpler and safer — for now at least.

JESSE: What was the originating book idea?

BILL: It’s all Carl Sagan’s fault, I swear! It all started several summers back. I was sitting around on a rainy Saturday afternoon watching a rerun of Cosmos, Episode IV, “Heaven and Hell.” That’s the one about meteor and cometary impacts. Well, you can’t go on very long in that vein without mentioning the Tunguska Event — only the biggest, most destructive thing to fall out of the sky since humans first started looking up, after all. Carl didn’t. He not only gave the Event its due, he went so far as to recount most of the theories — comet, meteorite, antimatter, UFO — that have been advanced in a so-far fruitless quest to definitively explain it. Among them, he included the Jackson-Ryan hypothesis — that the Event was a collision between the earth and an atom-sized black hole — before countering with the classic objection to J&R, the “missing exit event.” You see, any self-respecting mini-black hole should have cut through the solid matter of the earth like a knife through morning mist, and come exploding up out of the North Atlantic an or so hour later, wreaking as much havoc as it did coming down in the first place. Never happened. QED. Next thing you know, Carl had moved on to Meteor Crater in Arizona or some such, leaving me sitting there, staring off into space.

“But, Carl,” I said slowly, “What if the damn thing NEVER CAME
OUT?”

Little did I know it at the time, but I’d just been hooked. I wanted to see where things went from there. In my effort to find out, I tried giving the idea away to the few published authors I could reach, hoping one of them would write the book so I could read it. No takers. “Great
concept,” they’d say, “but I wouldn’t know where to start with the science.”

Finally it dawned on me that the only way I was ever going to find out how that book came out in the end, was if I wrote it myself. So, with more than a little trepidation, that’s what I did.

JESSE: Who are your favorite Science Fiction authors? And your favorite authors in general?

BILL: Favorite SF&F authors, Larry Niven, Vernor Vinge, and Roger Zelazny. Favorite authors, period: Tolstoy and Thoreau.

JESSE: I’d not heard of Max Weber’s role in the events of the Tunguska Event, as depicted in Singularity, is this true? Holy Cow! Why has more not been made of this?

BILL: Ah, I think you mean Ludwig Weber, the physicist, rather than Max Weber the pioneering sociologist (no relation, far as I know). Though I’m not really positive about the “Ludwig” part, since he signed himself using only his initial: “Herr Professor Doctor L. Weber, Physics Institute of Kiel University.” But it’s a good guess — German just doesn’t have that many men’s names starting with “L.”

Anyway, unlike his far more celebrated namesake, this Weber’s sole claim to fame is that he contributed a note to Astronomische Nachrichten [Astronomical News] (1908, Vol. 178, No. 4262, pp. 239-40), describing some curious observations he’d made on the three nights preceding the Tunguska Event. [EDITOR’S NOTE: You can Bill’s translation of Weber’s article HERE]

JESSE: What evidence in real life points to there being an actual black hole orbiting within the earth?

BILL: As I left off saying at the end of the last question, there are always Weber’s observations. He tracked a set of magnetic deviations over the three nights leading up to the Event, and was convinced they were related to the “light show” observed across Europe on the night of June 30th. As the real Dr. Jack Adler has pointed out in his “Soapbox Seminars“, you’d need a ferrous meteorite to carry a magnetic charge like that, yet the conventional wisdom is that the Tunguska Object would have had to’ve been made of extremely friable, fragile stuff in order to completely self-destruct the way it did.

As for more evidence, the bad news is you tend to find the evidence your theory tells you to look for. And, since nobody took Jackson-Ryan seriously after the exit-event fiasco, nobody’s been looking in the right places.

The good news, though, is that we’re just getting to the point where we could prove or disprove Al and Mike’s conjecture once and for all. I’m thinking of the Gravity Recovery And Climate Experiment (GRACE) mission that NASA’s been running jointly with the German Aerospace Center. GRACE is designed to detect anomalies in earth’s gravitational field. It would require some retooling and/or reprogramming to pick up one as fast-moving as Vurdalak — nobody’s looking for seismic point-sources moving at multiple kilometers per second, after all.

But the bottom line is: a conclusive test of the evidence for Jackson-Ryan is beginning to look doable.

JESSE: Early on in Singularity you have two scientists arguing over which scientific explanations for the Tunguska event fit the facts and which do not. What is your feeling for the role of such debates in the scientific process and what’s your take on the Tunguska event? Similarly, what’s your take on the possible String Theory debacle?

BILL: Well, my knee-jerk, democratic (with a small “d”) reaction is to say yes, of course, debate in science is a *good* thing. But then I’m immediately reminded of the kindergarteners and the cat.

* * *
Seems a kindergarten class finds a cat prowling the playground during recess. Of course they bring it back to the classroom, and — after the requisite petting and pampering with milk and cookies — the question arises as to whether it’s a boy cat or a girl cat.

“Oo-oo, Ms. Schroedinger,” little Jimmy’s hand shoots way up in the air,”I know how we can tell!”

Ms. Schroedinger, doubtless imagining how reports of this incident are going to play with the movers and shakers of next month’s PTA meeting, does her best to ignore little Jimmy, but neither he nor the class as a whole are about to let her off the hook. Finally she gives up, sighs, and says:

“All right, Jimmy, how can we tell if it’s a boy cat or a girl cat?”

Buttons busting with pride, Jimmy replies, “We can VOTE!”
* * *

Where am I going with this? Just here: debate is a good thing, and the will of the majority (the influencing of which is, after all, the ulterior motive behind debate) is a good thing — but only in the absence of more objective standards by which to determine the truth. Of course, when it comes to the momentous issues of the day, those standards are pretty nearly always absent, or at least are open to debate themselves, so debate is the obvious and at times the only, path to truth in questions of politics and social policy.

But science, fortunately, is not (or is not simply and solely) a debate; it’s first and foremost a method. And as such it lays down rules of evidence and experiment by which we can attain a more reliable (though still always imperfect) conception of the way things really are. In other words, whether or not the kindergarten teachers of the world want it blurted out, there is in fact a way to determine the sex of the cat, and it’s not “majority rules.” (Same story with regard to the ongoing “debate” about evolution vs. intelligent design: it’s just bad science, and probably bad theology too, to keep on arguing among ourselves when the evidence has already spoken so decisively.)

In science, then, it’s not scoring debating points that wins the Nobel Prizes, it’s making testable predictions and having the experimental evidence bear them out. And once that’s happened, it’s pretty much case closed — at least until more, disconfirming evidence comes in. Contrariwise, the annals of science are littered with once widely-held theories that were unceremoniously consigned to the dustbin of history when they couldn’t account for the evidence. Ptolemaic astronomy, the phlogiston theory of combustion, the luminiferous aether, the solar-system model of the atom, you name it — there’s enough of them to fill a book. And, to prove it, John Grant has written one; it’s called “Discarded Science: Ideas that Seemed Good at the Time” (published by Facts, Figures & Fun. 2006)

Now contrast that with the situation in, say, political economy — where you can still find any number of academics ready and willing to take up the cudgels on behalf of communism, or laissez-faire capitalism, if it comes to that — and you can see the advantage of being able to close off debate by reference to an objective, impartial standard of truth.

So maybe the real question about the role of debate in the scientific process is — do we need it at all? And the answer is: of course we do, in precisely those instances where we don’t have enough unambiguous evidence to decide the question one way or the other. Or in precisely those instances where the ruling theory continues to hold sway despite mounting evidence that it can’t possibly be the whole story.

The Tunguska Event, I would argue (to answer your question about my “take” on it), might be one such instance. For the evidence tending to cast doubt on the current meteor-or-comet paradigm, one need look no further than the writings of the meteoric and cometary theorists themselves — each side in that debate has made a career of demolishing the other’s case.

Another such instance, as you imply, just might be String Theory. At least in its most recent, “landscape” incarnation, String Theory seems to have made itself all but impervious to disproof by any imaginable experiment (not that it was all that amenable to experiment in the first place). But if it can’t be disproved, neither can it be proved. And that renders its explanatory power nil. It can’t help us to understand why things are the way they are, because it’s compatible with things being any which way at all.

If things have truly reached this pass (Lee Smolin says yes, Brian Greene says no — both of them rather vociferously), then String Theory becomes just another way of saying “Don’t bother looking for explanations — there are none.” And in that respect, it’s not all that different from the appeals to the will of God implicit in just-so stories like intelligent design and the strong anthropic principle.

So here I’d say, yes, more debate is definitely a good thing.

JESSE: So would you think then it’d be fair to say Karl Popper’s falsifability should be more to the fore in the public mind?

BILL: “To the fore in the public mind” — what, you mean like NASCAR and American Idol? Let’s face it: in an era when public discourse on science policy has sunk to the level of slogans like “X is not a fact, it’s just a theory,” there’s not going to be a whole lot of people tuning in for the falsifiability vs. verifiability debates.

In any case, falsifiability is not altogether free of problem itself. Imre Lakatos, for one, argues against Karl Popper’s notion that one piece of disconfirming evidence can invalidate a hypothesis by pointing out that, if you see one red swan, you’re less likely to abandon your theory that all swans are white than you are to go looking for some joker with a can of red spray paint and too much time on his hands.

To steer clear of such controversies, it might be better just to say that a scientific theory ought to yield testable predictions (or retrodictions in the case of a science like paleontology). And it’s not like every one of those experimental tests has got to prove out. But, by the same token, every theory has, or ought to have, what my friend “Jack Adler” calls anelastic limit” beyond which its credibility can’t be stretched.

The original meteorite-impact theory of the Tunguska Event (not to stray too far from the topic at hand) hit that limit and snapped back in 1927 when Kulik failed to find his crater. People have been scrambling to find a testable substitute for it ever since.

JESSE: Here’s a question I got from somebody I was talking to about your book:

The solar system is full of ordinary matter, why would you expect that “theoretical matter” such as a miniature black hole would cause the Tunguska Event? Shouldn’t Ockham’s Razor suggest that the object that caused the Tunguska Event would be composed of the most common substances in the solar system — namely an object made of ordinary matter, rocks or water-ice, and not a theoretical object? Given this, what could you say to Mr. Ockham that would
convince him it couldn’t have been ordinary matter — that ordinary matter couldn’t have done the job?

BILL: Ockham’s Razor, because my friend “Jack Adler” actually addressed that
question a while back, here:

http://www.vurdalak.com/askjack/askjack_q01.htm

I’m not sure your friend’s basic assumption — i.e., that an “ordinary matter” explanation is readily available — quite fits the circumstances. Because what you’d need to fit both the Weber observations (discussed previously) AND the Kulik et al. NON-observations of a crater, or indeed fragments of any kind, is a species of matter that’s capable of carrying a high magnetic charge and yet is also capable of totally self destructing. The total self-destruction scenario works best for a carbonaceous chondrite, whereas the magnetic effects imply a ferrous material of some stripe. Gets less and less “ordinary” all the time, don’t it?

JESSE: That’s what I thought! That’s what I said to my friend too (though not so eloquently).

BILL: And in the same vein, prior to taking their own run at demolishing the Jackson-Ryan hypothesis, Jack Burns, George Greenstein, and Ken Verosub laid down some ground rules for the study of the Tunguska Event that latter-day devotees of William of Ockham might well wish to ponder — namely:

“The apparent uniqueness of this event requires that all possible explanations must be seriously considered and that no explanation can be discarded merely because it has a low probability of occurring.”
– -Jack O. Burns, George Greenstein, and Kenneth L. Verosub, “The
Tungus Event as a Small Black Hole: Geophysical Considerations,” Monthly
Notices, Royal Astronomical Society, vol. 175 (1976), pp. 355-357.

JESSE: Jason Rennie, host of the Sci-Phi Show Podcast would call that “taking it seriously”. And I’m all for that! But on the other hand I don’t yet feel knowledgeable enough to claim I know what caused the Tunguska Event.

With regard to your answer on verifiability over falsifiability. Wouldn’t it be fair to say that much of the problem with the “NASCAR and American Idol” mindset is that it doesn’t distinguish between a proposition being scientific or not? And if that’s true, might it not also be the case that falsifiability is the first step, or the minimum requirement for something to be justifiably considered a “theory” – verification, prediction, repetition, are these not subsequent or follow-ups to this minimum standard?

BILL: I must have misstated my case last time around, since I never meant to advocate verifiability over falsifiability. That whole verifiability vs. falsifiability debate is better left to the philosophers, in any case. As to whether falsifiability is even a minimum criterion for considering something to be a theory, the string theorists have gotten along for twenty-odd years now calling what they work on a “theory” without ever having met that test. If you press them on the point, they’ll just say things like “string theory is too beautiful not to be true.”

Not that elegance isn’t a criterion in its own right, but sooner or later even the most elegant theory needs to touch base with reality — if not to actually pass experimental tests intended to differentiate it from its rivals, then at least to describe what such tests might be.

JESSE: Indeed, I think that’s what worries me so much about the string theories, their complete isolation from falsifying conditions. And I’ve always been frightened of elegance, simplicity and even Occam’s Razor because they seem even further from what we all could agree on as objective.

Now to change the subject completely, let me tell you, though for me the podiobook version you did IS the ultimate version I’ll sink down to the “NASCAR and American Idol level” for a moment and ask you who you’d like to see starring in “Singularity: The Movie”?

BILL: Hey, I’m glad to hear you enjoyed the podiobook, especially since it could be a while before Singularity hits the big screen. Still, I found it helped while I was writing the book if I had someone definite in mind to model a character on. So, from that perspective, here’s my dream cast:

* Finley “Mycroft” Lawrence – Joe Morton (“Terminator II”)
* Academician Medvedev – John Rhys-Davies (“Raiders of the Lost Ark”)
* Euripedes “Pete” Aristos – Dabney Coleman (“War Games”)
* Arkady Grishin – Udo Kier (“End of Days”)
* Sasha Bondarenko – Elya Baskin (“2010”)
* Jonathan Knox – here I’m sort of torn between John Cusack, Johnny Depp, and maybe David Duchovny
* Marianna Bonaventure – Danica McKellar (she’d be a newcomer to film, having done most of her work in TV, but she’s drop-dead gorgeous and, as a former UCLA math major, she’s very, very bright)

Well, okay — so I’ve got a rich fantasy life.

Incidentally, you’ll notice I haven’t nominated anybody for roles like Galina Postrelnikova, Jack Adler, or Yuri Geladze. …Maybe the SFFaudio fans would like to join in?

JESSE: Sounds good. They can leave their casting calls in the comments section!

Here’s another question unrelated to any previous. Singularity appears to be set just a tad into the future. There’s a lot of technology that sure looks like it could exist a few years from now. Can you talk about some of that, you know some of that gear that Marianna Bonaventure and her agency has?

BILL: Sure, although to quote Peter Watts, “You might be surprised at how much of this stuff I didn’t make up.”

For instance, web-cannon have been in the arsenals of metropolitan police forces since the nineties, as a non-lethal (albeit sticky) means of perpetrator restraint and crowd control. Marianna’s “Squirt Gun” is just a scaled-down portable version.

And her nanobloc leotard is getting realer all the time too. In fact, there are some research projects afoot that bid fair to surpass CROM’s fool-the-eye tech with Honest-to-God, I-kid-you-not invisibility. Check out if you don’t believe me!

But of all the futuristic technologies in Singularity, the one I’d most like to see in real life is Mycroft’s “Replicator” solids prototyper (“the last kitchen appliance you’ll ever need”). And — would you believe — MIT is working on that. Last I checked, they’re not doing bolases yet, though.

So, forget about this gear coming into existence a few years from now — the real challenge is in keeping up with what’s already out there. It’s fun, though, and you can bet there’ll be more of it in Dualism.

JESSE: Near the beginning of Singularity there’s a sequence set in a steel mill — a chilling scene and a gruesome death — is this purely from your imagination?

BILL: Not a steel mill, exactly (although steel-mill accidents did figure in a couple of the analogies). Rather, the scene you’re referring to takes place at Resource Recovery, Inc., a recycling plant that uses a bath of white-hot liquid iron to break down all manner of hazardous waste, from pesticides to VX nerve gas, into their harmless constituent elements. That technology is quite real, having been pioneered back in the nineties by Molten Metal, Inc. And it works too — though not well enough to keep the company itself out of financial hot water (which would, incidentally, have made it a perfect target for a hostile takeover by Grishin Enterprises).

To my knowledge, though, I was the one who came up with the idea of using the technology as a way to dispose of an inconvenient witness.

JESSE: I guess that’s good, well maybe not. Should I be scared now?