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Charlie Stross on dealing with reviews

A very, very good blog post by author Charlie Stross, one of my favourite writers, on how to deal with online reviews.

Reviews by regular readers, as opposed to professional critics, are like the publishers’ proverbial slushpile: a seething, shouting mass of logorrhea in which a few gems may be submerged, if you can bear to hold your nose for long enough to find them.

But for an author to make a habit of ignoring feedback is pretty much the first step on a slippery slope down into a mire of self-indulgent solipsistic craziness.

Further down, he makes a very good point. Not only are unrelentingly negative reviews not worth reading, but neither are the uncritically positive.

Similarly: if you write and publish novels on a regular basis, you will acquire a core of fans, and they will do their five star cheerleader thing in the Amazon fora and reviews every time you emit a new fart, whether fragrant or otherwise. You should strive to ignore these reviews. No, seriously. While it’s probably okay to indulge yourself and roll around in them if you’re feeling down, you should not take them seriously

While he’s naturally talking about book reviews, I think the same principles apply for criticism of any kind of creative endeavour, including music reviews of the sort that appear on this site. I would like to hope that the majority of the reviews I write fall into the “perceptive 60%” he talks about.

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Christopher Priest’s Arthur C.Clarke Rant

Veteran British author Christopher Priest has posted a broadside aimed at this year’s Arthur C Clarke awards.

It’s one of those well-written rants which makes a lot of good points, but then ruins the argument by going over the top in a way that ends up saying more about him than it does about the subject. He starts out well by listing the novels he thinks should have nominated in place of those actually chosen, and eloquently makes their cases. But he then descends into personal attacks on the nominated authors. His harsh words about China Miéville can be read as tough-love constructive criticism (I have yet to read the book in question), but his extraordinarily nasty attack on Charlie Stross takes him well over the line.

It is indefensible that a novel like Charles Stross’s Rule 34 (Orbit) should be given apparent credibility by an appearance in the Clarke shortlist. Stross writes like an internet puppy: energetically, egotistically, sometimes amusingly, sometimes affectingly, but always irritatingly, and goes on being energetic and egotistical and amusing for far too long. You wait nervously for the unattractive exhaustion which will lead to a piss-soaked carpet. Stross’s narrative depends on vernacular casualness, with humorous asides, knowing discursiveness, and the occasional appeal of big soft eyes. He has PC Plod characters and he writes och-aye dialogue! To think for even one moment that this appalling and incapable piece of juvenile work might actually be chosen as winner brings on a cold sweat of fear.

I do have to admire Stross’ good-humoured reaction. Cat Valente also has a well-considered response which acknowledges the positive points.

The whole “Science fiction will only be taken seriously if all this trashy stuff and their fans are driven away” reminds me of this rant about progressive rock by Robert John Godfrey; there are plenty of parallels between the science fiction world and it’s fandoms with the world of progressive rock. In both scenes, why does validation by a sometimes stuffy cultural elite have to matter more than having an enthusiastic and loyal audience?

Priest gives every appearance of wanting SF to be judged by the same criteria as Serious Literary Fiction, in which the depth of characterisation and the author’s skill as a prose stylist are the most important things, rather than the strength of the ideas or the breadth of imagination. He wants an SF where many the things that have a strong appeal to much of the existing audience are heavily watered-down to avoid alienating mainstream audiences. Yes, there is a place for that sort of crossover work, but it’s not the be and and end all of everything science fiction could and should be.

I’ve read and enjoyed several of Priest’s work, including “The Prestige” (I haven’t seen the film), and his earlier “Inverted World” was a very powerful piece of writing. But I’ve also read almost everything Charlie Stross has ever written. The “Internet puppy” has a great deal of energy and humour, and his near future imaginings of the impact of emergent technologies on our lives as surely as relevant to man’s struggle against his social-political environment as anything else. Stross doesn’t write Serious Literary Fiction, and has never pretended to either.

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The Merchant Princes

I’ve just started re-reading the first books of Charlie Stross’ “Merchant Princes” series. I haven’t found them that easy to get hold of in the UK, unfortunately. All those I have are imported US Mass Market paperbacks, and I have yet to get hold of the final volume “A Trade of Queens”. This series is further proof Stross is a very versatile writer. Not only has he written space opera, near-future technothrillers, and the excellent darkly humorous HP Lovecraft/Ian Fleming/Scott Adams mashup that is The Laundry books, but he’s also trying his hand at fantasy.

The story revolves around “The Clan”, an extended group of families who possess the hereditary power of World Walking, a quasi-magical ability to move between worlds. They have used this ability to grow rich by trading, becoming the Merchant Princes of the title. Most of the action takes place across three parallel worlds, one of them being our own, the others having histories that diverged from ours hundreds of years ago,

I love the way Stross knowingly uses so many tropes that have become bad clichés in the hands of lesser authors. There’s an ordinary person from our own world magically transferred into a fantasy setting. It’s got a pseudo-medieval dynastic soap-opera. It’s got alternative history, complete with airships. It’s even got the hoary old plot device of character from a humble background who discovers’s she’s a princess. But then he goes and subverts them all. The princess isn’t a naive teenager but a worldly-wise and highly educated thirty-something divorcee. The feuding Clan are explicitly compared with Arab oil sheiks or the Mafia. And most significantly of all, going against all conventions of the genre, the fantasy setting has believable economics.

It’s been compared with Roger Zelazny’s “Amber”, but for me it actually delivers what Amber promised but failed to. It’s got all the brutal dynastic politics, but rather than Amber’s insubstantial ‘shadows’, the worlds in which the Merchant Princes operate are fully realised with enough detail and colour that it feels like Stross takes you there with them. Stross is a writer who believes strongly in worldbuilding such that the setting becomes an important part of the story. And it shows.

The central character, Miriam, is another of Stross’s strong-willed and independent female leads, in much the same mould as Rachel Mansour from “Singularity Sky” and “Iron Sunrise”. Through her we meet a rich cast ranging from the morally ambiguous to the blackest villainy, As the series progresses the viewpoint pans out so that we see things from the perspective of many more characters, and one major villain turns out to be a significant figure from our own world.

While billed as fantasy, with an emphasis on the very character-driven dynastic politics, it still reads like quite hard SF in many places. The emphasis given to the way the economies of the worlds function is an aspect of this. But you see the same approach later in the series when a faction of The Clan try to determine the true nature of their world-walking ability.

The one big flaw in the series (and bear in mind I have yet to read the last volume), is the way the story is chopped-up to fit the demands of American publishing, especially the printing technology used which restricts the length of each volume. Not one of the books works as a standalone novel. As Stross once explained on his blog, the whole thing was originally conceived as two separate 600 page novels.The first two, “The Family Trade” and “The Hidden Family” read as a single 600 page story split across two books. But what was to have been the second 600 page book ended up ballooning into four volumes, partly to end each book on a cliffhanger, and partly because having to recap on things expanded the word count.

Despite those structural flaws, the first five books make for a well-written and thought-provoking series. As for the final book, I’ll give my verdict once I’ve read it.

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Unblogged bits

Which is where I put random thoughts on things I’ve read which aren’t worth a full-blown blog post, but still worth more than a throwaway link on Twitter.

First, the utter beigeness of The Q Awards. Are Kasabian really the best band in the world? It does make me wonder who actually reads Q nowadays. Is it people in the 30s and 40s who no longer either buy albums or get to gigs, but like to think they’re still in touch with what’s going on in music, and don’t want to be told that they aren’t?

Next, the Guardian Music Blog post on the Japanese genre of “Visual Kei”. It seems to be a combination the worst excesses of 80s fashion disasters set to some utterly derivative power metal. It gets a lot of rotten tomatoes in the comments, some of which come from me. A commenter linked to an interview with an (unnamed) Visual Kei record executive, which lays bare the sordid sausage-factory nature of the entire scene, and how it’s cynically exploitative of both musicans and fans. And I thought the US/UK music industry was bad.

Charlie Stross has always been one of my favourite science-fiction authors, and his blog is always an excellent, thought-provoking read. Recent posts have included outlines of novels he might have written but didn’t and some wise thoughts on the bursting of the higher education bubble. His latest rant is a broadside against the Steampunk genre, which in his opinion is far from “what happens when Goths discover brown”, it is, according to Stross, all about romanticising too many bad things about the past. Like High Fantasy, only even worse, is the conclusion.

Finally, BBC’s Mark Easton is trying to work out why “Olivia” is the most popular girl’s name this year. He has one or two possibly half-baked ideas:

As for Olivia – even digitally re-mastered pictures of Olivia Newton-John wearing “those trousers” in the movie Grease cannot provide an explanation.

I am beginning to wonder whether we are witnessing one of the subconscious side-effects of a Mediterranean diet. All that olive oil and low-fat spread. Could it be that our eating habits are affecting the way we fill out birth certificates?

Now, while I’d love to think they were all named after Mostly Autumn’s new singer, somehow I think Mostly Autumn fans haven’t been breeding at that sort of rate.

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