Time Out Of Mind – Sir Arthur Clip

I’ve talked before about the BBC2 series, Time Out Of Mind, which was made in 1979 and featured several science fiction writers. I’m lucky enough to have digitized video recordings of the programmes (thank you, Arnold Akien!). The final episode, filmed at the 1979 Worldcon in Brighton, has been made available on YouTube and has not yet attracted the attention of any lawyers, so I’m thinking of doing the same with the rest.

While I’m getting the material uploaded, here is a teaser from the first episode in the series. It features Sir Arthur C. Clarke and in the clip he is holding a press conference in a hotel room. Look out for a young journalist there with his camera. You may recognize him, despite the fact that he’s not wearing his now-customary black clothing.

Update: Neil says it can’t be him because he wasn’t there. So know I want to know who it is, and why he has stolen Neil’s hair.

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Janet Mock on Feminism

I’d like to draw your attention to this essay by Janet Mock on the subject of claiming her place in feminism. As a androphilic trans woman of color and former sex worker, Janet is four times excluded from the sort of feminism the RadFems would like to enforce. I’m only doubly excluded, but still just about every day I find myself and my life under attack from people who assume the right to tell everyone else how to be a feminist. It would be so easy for me, for Janet, for #GirlsLikeUs as the hashtag goes, to turn our backs on a feminism that loudly brays about how we are not wanted.

And yet, where are we to go? We are still women. If we can’t be feminists, we’d only have to invent a new word for the same thing. (Many women of color have — you may have seen the term Womanism bandied about, and that’s just a different name for feminism adopted by women of color who feel they have been excluded by white feminists.)

For me the key statement in Janet’s essay is this one:

I believe we waste much of our efforts policing one another — one of the many workings of patriarchy is to busy us with policing each other’s choices rather than protecting them.

So yeah, enough with the policing. I call myself a feminist because I refuse to be excluded from a worthwhile and necessary cause simply because some rich, white, cis women have decided that I’m not acceptable for admission to sisterhood.

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Access All Futures

I’m delighted to see that Accessing the Future, the anthology project for disability-themed speculative fiction, has reached its first funding goal. That means that the project will definitely happen. However, I really want to see it reach the first stretch goal, because that will double the payment to authors (from 3c/word to the full SFWA rate of 6c/word). Obviously paying authors well is good, but by paying professional rates the anthology will also attract a much higher quality of submissions. So if you haven’t backed the crowdfunding project yet, please go here and consider doing so.

Yeah, I know it is daft of me to want to improve the quality of submissions when I’m planning to submit a story, but it is the quality of the anthology that is important, OK? If you don’t encourage better writers to submit, you might end up having to read a story by me, and you won’t want that, do you.

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Translating Ancillary Justice

I was musing a while back as to how Ancillary Justice would work when translated into languages such as Finnish or Hungarian which, like Radchaai, have no gendered pronouns. As it happens, Csilla Kleinheincz got the job of translating the book into Hungarian. She has just commented on my post, and I thought it would be worth elevating that into a post. Here’s what Csilla had to say:

The non-gendered pronouns helped a lot as we are well used to having no default gender and don’t have to make a deliberate choice when using pronouns in our writings — thus our language is a bit closer to Radchaai, although I had to adjust the text more at the places where Breq uses direct references to gender. On the other hand, instead of gender-neutral nouns for ‘child’, ‘cousin’, ‘parent’ etc., I used the feminine versions to make up for what I lost with the gender-neutral translation of ‘she’. It’s possible to find a different solution but I wanted to keep the text flowing and natural while retaining the mentality behind using ‘she’ as the basic pronoun.

I really enjoyed working on it, I wish all books I get for translation would be this good and challenging.

So there you have it. Hungarian has a partial solution. Is the Finnish translator out there?

Fascinating stuff, this translation business. I have so much admiration for the people who do it.

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Memories of Åcon 7

The latest issue of Tähtivaeltaja was waiting for me when I got home this evening. It includes a lengthy article about Karen Lord, illustrated in part with pictures from her Guest of Honor stint at Åcon 7. The one below was taken by Tero Ykspetäjä, who kindly sent me a copy. It was taken during Karen’s interview, which you can listen to here.

Karen Lord & Me

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China Comes To Clarkesworld – #WITMonth

The new issue of Clarkesworld is now online. It includes “Spring Festival: Happiness, Anger, Love, Sorrow, Joy”, a story by Chinese writer, Xia Jia, whose work I highlighted recently. Also in this issue is “Patterns of a Murmuration, in Billions of Data Points”, a story by Jy Yang, who is from Singapore. The big news, however, is in Neil’s editorial:

I am pleased to announce that Clarkesworld has entered into an agreement with Storycom International Culture Communication Co., Ltd. to showcase a short story originally published in Chinese in every issue. Each month, an all-star team of professionals intricately familiar with Chinese short fiction will be recommending stories for this special feature and I’ll select which ones get translated and published in each issue.

That team will include Liu Cixin, one of China’s best known science fiction writers, and Ken Liu, who should need no introduction to people here.

Neil told me about this at Worldcon, and I have been itching to tell you about it ever since. As per the editorial, there will be a Kickstarter starting soon to fund the translations. It is an amazing project, and I’m very much looking forward to seeing a regular supply of the best Chinese fiction being translated into English.

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Apex Flash Fiction Contest

Apex magazine is running a flash fiction contest called Steal the Spotlight. The word limit is 250 and there are five categories: sea monsters, black dog/Hellhounds, banshees, science experiments gone wrong, and demons. You can enter once per category. Every entry wins a back issue of the magazine (ebook). The winners of each category will have their stories published at 6c/word and will get a free year’s subscription. The deadline is October 15th. Full details here.

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Big Donation for Eaton Collection

A local paper in Riverside reports a major donation of $3.5m to the Eaton Collection. The money comes from the estate of a long-time fan, Jay Kay Klein, who died in 2012. This is apparently the largest donation ever made to the UC Riverside Library, and hopefully it will help secure the future of the Eaton, which is one of the world’s largest repositories of material relating to science fiction and fantasy. Of course there is still the issue, reported a few weeks ago, of the new Library Administration being unconvinced of the value of the Eaton. I’m hoping that the donation causes them to have a change of mind.

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New Book on Posthuman Life

My friend David Roden, who is a Professor of Philosophy specializing in transhumanist thought, has published a new book called Posthuman Life: Philosophy at the Edge of the Human. You can read more about it here. Being an academic book, it is fairly expensive, and there’s no sign of an ebook edition. It does look very interesting, though. I mean, how can you resist an academic book, one of whose chapters is titled “Weird Tales”?

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Translation Panels at Worldcon

There were many different panels on translation at Loncon 3. I went to most of them. Although they all had subtly different slants, they all ended up asking pretty much the same question: how the heck can we get more work translated into English?

I was intending to write a long post detailing all of the options, and their pros and cons, but Lionel Davoust has beaten me to it, and done a very fine job. So please go and read his post.

Lionel ends up talking about various external support mechanisms. Tempest Bradford’s suggestion sounds like it could work very well. It is, of course, exploiting the students, but they need to do the work as part of their courses so they should be happy to be exploited.

At the same panel at which Ellen Kushner floated the various Interstitial Arts Foundation initiatives, one of the members of the audience recommended Babel Cube. I know nothing about it, but if you are looking to get translated it may be worth checking out.

Overall, however, I’m pretty depressed about the state of affairs. I have tried to get things done, but nothing seems to work. The Translation Awards were a good idea at the time, but the world has moved on and for a variety of reasons I think they are dead. The only way they could be revived is if we wound up the existing operation and hoped that this created a gap in the community that someone else wanted to fill.

I was also really pleased with Small Blue Planet, but it got no traffic. I’d kind of hoped that it would get some attention in the Hugos, but while 28 people kindly nominated me in Fan Writer, fewer than 12 people nominated Small Blue Planet, meaning it didn’t make the long list. That also means that at least 17 of the people who nominated me for Fan Writer don’t actually read my blog, because Small Blue Planet was what I asked people to nominate.

Finally, of course, I published the Croatian anthology, Kontakt. I tried to talk about it at every available opportunity at both Worldcon and Eurocon. That resulted in precisely one new sale.

Obviously I’ll continue writing about translated works, and I’d be happy to publish any that came my way, but it really does seem that no matter how hard I try, no one is going to listen. Trying to get English-speakers to read works in translation feels like trying to walk into the teeth of a hurricane.

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Carla Cristina Pereira – #WITMonth

My final Americas post for Women in Translation Month is a bit of a cheat. For six years Carla Cristina Pereira was fêted as one of the leading feminist speculative fiction writers in Brazil. Then it was discovered that she was a pen name of Gerson Lodi-Ribeiro, who is most decidedly not female in any way. The story is told by Fábio Fernandes and Jacques Barcia as part of the Brazilian episode of Small Blue Planet. “Pereira” is best know for “her” alternate history stories about the Aztec princess, Xochiquetzal.

Of course I should not make this post without giving a shout-out to some actual female Brazilian writers. So hello Cristina Lasaitis and Ana Cristina Rodrigues, both of whom I have had the honor to meet at Worldcons. A story by Ana, “The White Shield House”, has been published at Kalkion. A quick search didn’t turn up anything in English by Cris, but anyone who has been on the LGBT programming stream at a Worldcon and works in a university department of psychobiology is totally awesome in my book.

I shall now sit back and wait for the excellent Fábio to point us all at some fine Brazilian fiction that I have failed to highlight.

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Personal Update

The situation with the care workers got a bit better yesterday after we were visited by some managers rather than just minions. The minions might see that things are going wrong, but they aren’t allowed to do anything, or recommend that we do anything. They are very tightly scripted. Managers have a bit more leeway to try to improve the situation.

So we now have what approaches a plan as to how to make mother’s life as comfortable as possible, under the circumstances, and to move her towards being better able to take care of herself. We may also get help from the likes of physiotherapists, and people who can provide useful gadgets that do not involve spending thousands on making changes to the house.

On the other hand, this is just the care workers. It is clear that the various agencies involved do not talk to each other. Here is an example.

Having had some surgery in hospital, my mother was sent away with paracetamol to use as painkillers during her recovery. Those have since run out. The hospital was supposed to have told the GP surgery about this so that appropriate prescriptions could be issued. The surgery (who appear to have caused a lot of the problems my mother is facing) says they haven’t heard a peep out of the hospital and won’t issue a prescription until they do. They also have no plans to send my mother’s GP to see her, despite the fact that she’s just out of hospital and can’t walk. So I bought some paracetamol, because they are cheap and easily available. When this morning’s care worker found out about his he tutted about taking drugs without prescription and said he could not have anything to do with that, despite having insisted the day before that we must contact the surgery to get more paracetamol.

My guess is that a note about taking non-prescribed drugs has already found its way onto my mother’s file at every single agency involved, because that can be trotted out as an excuse if anything goes wrong.

Anyway, my aunt will be here tomorrow. She has a long nursing career behind her. We’ll see if anyone pays more attention to her than they do to me.

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Rainbow Jews Crowdfunder

My friend Surat Knan is running a crowdfunding campaign to help support their Rainbow Jews project. If you have any interest in LGBT history, and in particular if you do so and are Jewish, you may want to support this project.

One of the uses of the money will be to allow the Rainbow Jews history exhibit to tour around the UK. Surat and I have briefly discussed bringing it to Bristol at some point. We’ve also been taking an interest recently in the work of the Jewish Pre-Raphaelite painter, Simeon Solomon. More of that in due course.

To learn more about Rainbow Jews, and support the crowdfunder, go here.

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Cosmos Latinos – #WITMonth

One of the best ways to acquaint yourself with fiction from Latin America remains the fabulous Cosmos Latinos anthology which I reviewed for Emerald City back in 2004. It contains stories by both Latina authors I have mentioned thus far: Angélica Gorodischer & Daína Chaviano. There are also many other fine stories in it.

Also germane to this post is the fact that the editors of the book are both women: Andrea Bell and Yolanda Molina-Gavilán. I suspect that many of the translators are women too. I can’t check because my copy of the book is in California.

Anyway, here is my review, first published in Emerald City #104.

I owe my discovery of this particular book to reader Mike Kingsley who wrote to me suggesting a translated story as a potential Hugo nominee. The story in question was “Gray Noise”, by Pepe Rojo, and it appears in Cosmos Latinos, an anthology of science fiction from Latin America and Spain, edited by Andrea Bell and Yolanda Molina-Gavilán. Given Mike’s enthusiastic recommendation of one of the stories in the book, it seemed that I really should cover it in this column.

If Cosmos Latinos has a flaw, then it is that it is trying to be two different things. Rather than simply pick the best of current Latino SF, the editors have gone all the way back to the 19th Century and have produced a history of Latino SF from then to the present day. (By the way, I’m using the US term Latino here, in part because of the title of the book, but whenever I use that term it should be taken to encompass Spain as well, and not to include other “Latin” European countries except possibly Portugal. There are works translated from Portuguese in the book, but they are all Brazilian.) So on the one hand we are looking at an historical document, and on the other a cross-cultural comparison. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, except that the development of Latino SF seems to have closely paralleled English SF. There is obviously less influence from the American pulps, and more influence from the likes of Borges, but in terms of history it is very recognizable.

We start out in the 19th Century with absurdly optimistic faith in science and an earnest support of a “feminism” that would have most modern-day women gagging in horror. From there we move forward to a more rigorous view of science, on into a period where most of the stories sound like scripts from Classic Trek, and finally into a grimy cyberpunk era. It is all very familiar.

Culturally, however, there are differences. There is perhaps more of an emphasis on religion than in English SF. But by far the most characteristic feature of the stories is their fascination with living under dictatorships. There is, of course, a very good reason for this, namely that many of the stories were written by people who actually have lived under dictatorships, as opposed to us lucky Anglos who have largely avoided that fate. Needless to say, the whole thing sounds much more real when written about by someone with practical experience of the subject.

The most important question, however, is whether these stories are worth reading. Are Spanish and Latin American SF writers any good? And the answer to that is an unequivocal yes. Some are obviously better than others, and I’d like a highlight a few of the stories.

The funniest piece in the book dates all the way back to 1952. “Baby H.P.” by Mexican writer, Juan José Arreloa, is a mock advertising brochure for a special harness that you can put on your toddler and have the little darling generate electricity as it rushes about the place. The power generated is stored in a battery, which can later be used to power household appliances. It is probably even funnier now than when it was written because to us the style of 1950’s advertising is hilarious all by itself.

You can foster individual ambition in the wee ones by rewarding them with little prizes when they surpass their usual production records. For this purpose we recommend sugar treats, which repay your investment with interest. The more calories added to a child’s diet, the more kilowatts saved on the electricity bill.

“Baby H.P.”, Juan José Arreloa

Argentina’s Angélica Gorodischer is one of the acknowledged stars of Latino SF. Her novel, Kalpa Imperial, recently translated into English by Ursula Le Guin, will find its way into this column before too long. Cosmos Latinos features her story, “The Violet’s Embryos” from 1973, a disturbing tale about the crew of a spaceship marooned on a planet that will grant almost any wish they desire, except escape and women. Back in 1973 writing feminist SF was tough enough for the likes of Russ and Le Guin in the USA. Goodness only knows what it was like in Argentina, but Gorodischer does a great job.

I was pleased to find that the book contained a story by Cuba’s Daína Chaviano, probably the only work of hers to appear in English thus far. “The Annunciation”, from 1983, is about a young woman called Mary who received a visit from an angel and discovers the delights of heaven. Goodness only knows what the Catholic Church made of this one.

The star of the show, however, is Mexico’s Pepe Rojo. “Gray Noise” is a fabulous piece of cyberpunk about a reporter with an implanted camera. The story dates from 1996, long before the explosion in reality TV. Rojo has his finger firmly on the sick tastes of the TV audience, and boy can he write. If he were working in English he’d be a big name by now. “Gray Noise” won the Kalpa, Mexico’s top SF award, and it deserves to be much wider known.

The whole world is on TV. Anyone can be a star. Everyone acts, and every day they prepare themselves because today could be the day that a camera finds them and the whole world discovers how nice, good looking, friendly, attractive, desirable, interesting, sensitive, and natural they are. How human they are.

“Gray Noise”, Pepe Rojo

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A Little Venting

As some of you will know, my mother had to go into hospital briefly last week. Other family members have been doing a good job helping out while I have had other commitments, but I’m free of that stuff now and as the person with the most flexible lifestyle, and living the closest, it is down to me to do much of the care.

I have been here less than a day and I have already had more than enough of health workers. A more arrogant, condescending and absolutely fucking useless bunch of jobsworths would be hard to find. We’ve had three separate visits. None of them seem to have any idea what any of the other lots of doing. All of them made it absolutely clear that they were there to do only one specific thing and they would not do or say anything outside of that. All of them clearly resented having anyone else here other than the patient. The amount of false jollity being exuded could fuel the entire country’s pantomime season for several years. The overwhelming impression that they give is that they don’t care about anything other than going through whatever act they’ve been told they have to perform to avoid getting sued for actually doing anything. You could not be more obviously dishonest if you tried.

Anyway, this is by way of warning that I am liable to have far less time available than usual, and I may be on a bit of a short fuse for a while.

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Daína Chaviano – #WITMonth

Cubans come in two types: those who still live in Cuba, and those who have left to live elsewhere in the world (often the USA). Daína Chaviano falls into the latter group, but she still counts as one of Latin America’s finest writers of fantastic fiction. In 2004 she was a guest of honor at ICFA, which is a highly unusual thing to happen to a non-English-speaking writer. I didn’t get to talk to her much, at least in part because many of the male writers were following her around with their tongues hanging out. It was quite spectacular.

Chaviano’s best known work is the novel, The Island of Eternal Love, which is unfortunately titled because it makes it sound like a romance. Actually, when I wrote about it, I said:

As well as being a ghost story, it is also an examination of the roles played by different races in the history of Cuba, and a heart-felt expression of the conflicted attitudes of Cuban emigres living in Miami.

I didn’t do a full review, at least in part because I wasn’t sure about the translation. My brief remarks can be found here.

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Today on Ujima – Australians!

It was my great pleasure to welcome four Australian writers into the Women’s Outlook studio today. Cat Sparks, Donna Hanson, Rob Hood and Matt Ferrer are on vacation together after Worldcon and kindly agreed to come and talk to me for an hour. We chatted away about what they thought of the UK, and eventually got onto talking about their books as well. Special thanks are due to Thoraiya Dyer for listening in all the way from Australia. I love broadcasting to the world.

You can listen to the first half of the show here.

In the second hour I was joined by Gary Thompson of 121 Creatives, a local design company. We had a chat about the design industry and the sort of work Gary does. It is hard to give an impression of his work without images, but if you check out his website you can see some of the things we were talking about.

Finally Paulette and Judeline joined me in the studio for a chat about the various things we had been up to in the past couple of weeks. There is a small amount of Worldcon reporting in there, though obviously nothing in depth because the audience is very general.

You can listen to the second half of the show here.

The playlist for today’s show was as follows:

  • 1999 – Prince
  • Fantasy – Earth, Wind & Fire
  • Thriller – Michael Jackson
  • We Were Rock ‘n’ Roll – Janelle Monáe
  • Dark Moon, High Tide – Afro Celt Sound System
  • Winter Fields – Bat For Lashes
  • Ali Baba – Dreadzone
  • Night Boat to Cairo – Madness
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Élisabeth Vonarburg – #WITMonth

It isn’t only the more southerly parts of the Americas where you can find women who write in languages other than English. Today’s Women in Translation Month post features Élisabeth Vonarburg, who lives in Quebec. She has a number of works available in English translation, which you can find via her English-language website. Élisabeth is also a skilled translator of English works into French. In particular she produces the French-language editions of works by Guy Gavriel Kay. I know that Guy is a huge admirer of her work, and that should be all of the recommendation that you need.

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VanderMeers in Bristol

Last night I got to interview two of my favorite people: Ann & Jeff VanderMeer. This was at an event at The Lansdown co-sponsored by BristolCon, Bristol Festival of Literature, Small Stories and Wizard’s Tower. I don’t think I was at my best, thanks to a case of con crud, but people seemed to enjoy the interview. They also had some other great things to see and hear.

This was mainly down to the Small Stories folks. Nat and Sian worked very hard, producing goodies bags for the attendees, and even posters. They also arranged for two additional forms of entertainment. Firstly there was a live reading of part of one of the stories from The Time Traveler’s Almanac. The reader was a professional actor, who did a great job. Hopefully someone can supply me with his name. (Update: Aaron Anthony, I’m told.)

The other piece of entertainment the live creation of a painting by local artist, Luke Sleven. This was inspired by a variety of VanderMeer productions, including The Time Traveler’s Almanac and Last Drink Bird Head. Here is a slightly askew photo of it taken on my cell phone. Hopefully someone has a better picture.

Time traveling bird head

In addition we had some fabulous squid cake, provided by Pat Hawkes-Reed.

Squid cake

Huge thanks to Nat, Sian, Pete Sutton and everyone else involved.

Tonight Jeff will be reading at Mr. B’s Emporium of Reading Delights in Bath. I’d encourage you to go, but it is sold out.

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Angélica Gorodischer – #WITMonth

This week’s prompt for Women in Translation Month is the Americas, so naturally I am starting with Argentina’s Angélica Gorodischer. Small Beer press have her Trafalgar, translated by Amalia Gladhart, and next year they will be publishing Prodigies, translated by Sue Burke. However, they first book of hers that they published was Kalpa Imperial, translated by Ursula K. Le Guin. Here is my review, first published in Emerald City #107 (July 2004).

One of the problems with translating books from foreign languages is that you often tend to only get the hard jobs. There are doubtless lots of novelists in Argentina, but some of them are exceedingly famous, and they are the ones that people in non-Spanish-speaking countries want to read. One of those famous Argentinean writers is Angélica Gorodischer. She has written 17 novels, has won numerous awards, is compared to Borges, Calvino and Kafka by the Buenos Aires press, and has none of her work available in English, until now. Fortunately for us, the person who has chosen to translate Gorodischer’s work is a brilliant writer in her own right, and a person whose interests in fiction seem to map well with Gorodischer’s own: Ursula Le Guin.

The book in question, Kalpa Imperial, is a strange beast. It is a collection of short stories about a mythical empire. The material was first published in Argentina in 1983 as two separate volumes. It was re-printed in Barcelona in 2000 as a single-volume collection, and it is that format that Small Beer Press has chosen for the first English-language edition. You will see the book referred to as a novel, presumably on the grounds that it is a fix-up of sorts. Certainly all of the stories seem to be set in the same mythical empire. But aside from that there is little to connect them and I think I’d classify it as a collection.

All these works of the imaginative inventions unfortunately got into chronicles, which were made into books which everybody respected and believed, principally because they were thick, hard to hold, tedious, and old. And they got into legends, those tales that everybody says they don’t believe in because they can’t take them seriously, and that everyone believes in precisely because they can’t take them seriously. And they were sung in ballads, which are insidious because they pass to easily about town squares and the ports and the dance halls. And none of it was true, none of it, none of the romantic origins, none of the melodious and fantastical names.

As to the stories, they are all fables. There is little attempt at world building, but equally very little in the way of magic or other traditional fantasy tropes. What we get are legends out of the history of the empire, which seems to stretch back thousands of years. There are good emperors and bad emperors, wise empresses and vacuous ones. Much of the book is to do with meditation on government and how to undertake it wisely.

This is where things get kind of interesting, because the back cover contains blurbs from reviews written in Argentina and Spain. The Argentinean review says, “not once is there an attempt to pass judgment on the real world from fiction,” whereas the Spanish one specifically says that the book is allegorical. That could just be two reviewers reading the book differently. But it occurs to me that the first publication of the book was only a year after a couple of wannbe imperial despots called Galtieri and Thatcher fought a stupid war over a small collection of barren islands in the South Atlantic. Could Gorodischer perhaps be commenting on this? Does the fact that one of the stories has a character called Magareta’Acher have anything to do with this? Is the fact that the Emperors live in the northern hemisphere of their world and the brave and independent rebels live in the south significant?

Maybe, but for the most part the stories have rather less obvious political content. They are much more the sort of thing that Le Guin writes: interesting little fables that deride the power-hungry and promote a small-is-beautiful view of the world. There is a worry with translation that translators will impose their own style and prejudice on the work, and the similarity to Le Guin’s own work could raise suspicions of that here. But having read all of the book I suspect that Le Guin would have had to undertake a major re-write to achieve that because there are just so many places where the style and attitudes some through. I suspect rather that Le Guin and Gorodischer have fairly similar attitudes and preferences, and that therefore Le Guin is an ideal person to translate Gorodischer’s work.

As for recommendations, if you like Le Guin then you will like this book as well. On the other hand, it is certainly not traditional SF or fantasy as we English-speakers understand it. There certainly are some fun stories there. I particularly enjoyed the odd versions of Greek myths retold by the caravan master in “The Old Incense Road”. And I certainly wish that more of Gorodischer’s work were available in English.

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