Exo [Review]

Exo

by Fonda Lee
Scholastic, 2017

Of all the YA science fiction I’ve read so far (and keep in mind it hasn’t been a lot) Fonda Lee’s Exo is the only one I’d call true SF. That is, an out-there premise is given and the author extrapolates from it, showing us the effects it has on science, the environment, human society, and human relationships, all of which are worked seamlessly into the story so the panty lines of extrapolation do not show. It’s a tough order, and some YA authors choose not to do it, using robots, starships, and aliens as the Star Wars universe uses them… as elements of fantasy. Instead of doing this Lee demonstrates her worldbuilding logic continuously in the story, and in fact it helps shape the story.

The setting is about 100 years into the future, after Earth has been conquered by an alien race called the zhree. The zhree resemble stubby mushrooms walking on six tentacles, like a shorter, friendlier version of H. P. Lovecraft’s Elder Things. Their occupation of Earth came about because they needed an outpost against the Rii, a rival race. Naturally, humankind fought back, but lost because of the zhree’s superior weaponry. However, the zhree are more kindly colonizers than despots, and certain humans they choose adopt into their “tribe” as liaisons, diplomats, and peacekeepers for zhree rule. The chosen humans receive the alien exoskeleton that the zhree invented for their own soldiers which makes them faster, stronger, and more able to absorb damage. The exoskeletons are not rigid, but something like a thin, transparent web that flows over the wearer’s skin. The story gets going when one of the peacekeepers, a young man named Donovan, goes to arrest a group of human anti-alien terrorists and instead gets captured by them.

It’s Old School SF, and sufficiently complex not to bore me… in fact, it’s on the level of many older SF written for adults, like Rendezvous with Rama, for example. It’s something of a thriller as well, incorporating escapes, explosions, and battles, and a political potboiler, as the true nature of the relationship between the zhree and humankind is revealed, and how the terrorists’ goal of driving the zhree away means not liberation but danger for the entire planet.

Lee does an exemplary job of balancing out the opposing sides of human alien-collaborators and human alien-opposers, giving each member valid and logical motivations for doing what they do. Each side demonizes the other, but to the reader, there are no clear Good Guys and Bad Guys. To the story’s credit, Donovan does not switch allegiances after he is captured – that would be too facile. But his lines do blur a little, and he begins to see beyond his blinders, and after he discovers a shocking family secret, his allegiances get called into question.

The story kept me guessing about this even as I was sure he’d never betray his friends and father. Yet, he does eventually rebel, and the consequences are heartbreaking. I don’t want to reveal too much of it. It’s the rare book I want readers to discover on their own without me spoiling things. It would make a wonderful anime series, or a live-action one spread over several episodes, and this is the course I hope it takes.

There were neat touches everywhere in the book, like a festival performance — described by Donovan as “silly” —  with a chorus of zhree younglings and human children singing together holding hands, and a flashback to Donovan’s implantation of his exoskeleton at age six. If I had a criticism, it would be that the chapters in the first part of the book, those dealing with Donovan’s internment, are too often ended with scene-wiping cliffhangers or explosions, and his attraction to a human girl who is one of the terrorists seems a little shoved in, though it’s the sort of thoughts a young, somewhat sheltered guy might have. Adolescence is for dreaming, after all. But again to the story’s credit, Donovan doesn’t run off with her or have a mad affair with her (as might happen in another author’s hands) and though she moves out of the action for the second half of the book, she certainly influences his thoughts and actions.

In short, recommended. There’s a sequel out too, and I will definitely be reading that.

Worldbuilding Wednesday 8/1/18: States of Confusion (Mid-Atlantic)

Future New York, according Matt Groening

Continuing my series of randomly generated names for fictional U.S. states that sound similar to the existing ones. This time, I’ll tackle the Mid-Atlantic states. Grand Theft Auto, from Rock Star Games, has been there before me, allowing players to be one of the bad guys stealing cars from “Aldernay” (New Jersey) and its urban area of New Guernsey. (On the West Coast, Los Santos, San Fierro, and La Ventura served the same function, subbing in for Los angeles, San Francisco, and Las Vegas, respectively.) What other states may have been up and down the Eastern Seaboard, full of Ferraris and Corvettes to steal?

 

Imaginary U.S. States, Mid-Atlantic Region

NEW JERSEY

New Jellan

New Selensay

New Zymnsy

New Jelensea

New Saltsea

New Sedgsey

New Talsey

NEW YORK

New Yorth

New Gark

New Orb

New Lork

New Thork

Newbart

Near Tors

PENNSYLVANIA

Penbrynnia

Sylvandelle

Finsvania

Penshania

Penzurulia

Hannalania

Pennydonia

 

DELAWARE

Delawine

Delawater

Delamid

Zelawara

Deletabar

Deladelphia

Deliezare

VIRGINIA

Virbenia

Vorinia

Virgaia

Vigorica

Virzinia

Virgambra

Virgonea

MARYLAND

Monyland

Manyfeather

Mayfair

Marasand

Ruthyland

Maryfast

Maraeland

Zombie Walk

Zombie Walk in Venice, 2016

Worldbuilding Wednesday 7/25/18: Clothing of Distinction

Making up things for characters to wear can be tedious sometimes, especially for a culture that has no earth analogue. Do we default to Medieval-normal (which wasn’t very normal at all), stick to the faux-Medieval we are most familiar with from endless movies and illustrations, or strike out on our own into new territory? Sometimes costumers strike a balance, like the Medieval-seeming-but-with-a-twist designs for the TV version of Game of Thrones; other times, they go hell bent for leather, like Paco Rabanne’s bizarre, never-again-repeated designs for the 1968 Barbarella, or Eiko Ishioka’s creations for The Fall and Mirror, Mirror.

Princess wearing a duck on her head… excuse me, swan… in Mirror, Mirror.

In SF and fantasy writing, the immortal Jack Vance always managed to clothe his protagonists in something bizarre,  and Robert Silverberg as well, who portrayed a woman wearing a giant amoeba in his SF retelling of  Heart of Darkness, Downward to the Earth.

If you want to strike a middle balance between plausible, historic, and memorable, here’s some (randomly generated) ideas.

Clothing of Distinction

Alligator hide clogs

Violet-dyed wool felt apron sewn with rough crystals

Knit wool shawl decorated with brightly colored pompoms

Tiger skin shoes

Red cuirass decorated with rough wooden disks

Emerald green dragon-scale loincloth

Woven tree bark shoes worn by youths under the age of ten

White wolfskin mittens sewn with freshwater pearls

Sheepskin headpiece decorated with eagle claws

Yak hair underwear

Indigo-dyed overskirt decorated with tiny silver bells

Green lambswool earmuffs with straps of gilded leather

Gray wool stockings sewn with old buttons

Dyed rabbit skin robe

Purple vest decorated with tiny silver bells and brightly colored tassels

Gilded leather slippers with lace insets

Velvet gauntlets decorated with baby shark teeth

Long orange kilt ornamented with copper beads and rough crystals

Snug snakeskin vest

Short felted wool tunic lined with satin

The Doll

The Doll threatened all by its very presence.

 

 

Worldbuilding Wednesday 7/18/18: Steampunk Jargon

steampunk test typer

I don’t know what this is. Maybe you do?

steampunk machine

Or this?

 
One of the things that really makes Steampunk literature, and Victorian literature in general, is the use of odd English words to describe little odds and ends that need describing, like parts of machinery, personal items of clothing, genitalia, obscure occupations, and other fluff. Charles Dickens was a pioneer of these charming names, through his naming of characters like Martin Chuzzlewit.

Other names may have emerged from mistranslations. The Low London phrase batty-a-fang, meaning “to thrash thoroughly,” may have been an Anglicized version of the French battre a fin. Some were even literal, like gal-sneaker, which refers to a male seducer, and gas-pipes, mens’ trousers which were as narrow as the name suggests.

Writing Steampunk? Here’s some randomly generated terms to use in your own work or to inspire.

Steampunk Jargon

Crutchgirdle

Manbliff

Calicallow

Dampslimmer

Crampfluff

Opera-rustler

Trotskimmer

Gasketat

Sallygrieve

Scrunchkin

Bounce-naught

Lips-a-swiggin

Blosscorcher

Mugbinder

Pointy-plums

Stiff the keet

Mudhider

Pooky-noughts

Puffside

Sallyset

Narrowpig

Flaygrieve

Crabboner

Chastewaffler

Trinky-stun

Grooftsnug

Dimpletang

Foleillion

Wonder-primp

Topwag

Scleron

Cinchgirdle

Whystflum

Maidfluff

Wasp-gang

Quillshag

Gallbister

Penny-kit

Psalm-smoother

 

Getting Ahead

Let’s get a-HEAD of ourselves with the Steampunk theme.

 

Worldbuilding Wednesday 7/11/18: Himalayan Mountaineering

Chances are, when you think of the Himalayan mountains, you see sharp, snow-capped peaks, desolate valleys, and peaceful yaks.

Or, maybe this.

This was my favorite ride as a teen at the Jersey Shore. At night, all lit up, it was truly spectacular. Even then, however, I knew people didn’t ski or stay at ski resorts in the Himalayas. The mountains had a far more serious purpose: mountaineering. The highest peaks in the world are there, and the greatest challenges. With those challenges, comes defeat — and the price is your life. Mt Everest is one of the world’s highest graveyards. When climbers die there, their bodies remain, as it is far too risky for others to retrieve them and bring them down. If they can be reached, they might be buried under a cairn. If not, they are slowly freeze-dried and remain in the position they kept at death, the bright colors of their clothing calling them to attention when they aren’t covered by the snow.

Morbidity aside, if you’re writing about mountaineers, and want to throw some HImalayan placenames around, here are some ideas.

Himalayan Mountaineering

Alpha Rajma

Tsang Tsang Crags

Suj Jomol

Changpaghari

Rajasum

Amakanslu

Devmuchuli Scarp

Mangtirche Ridge

Arwapulam Pass

Lhatmandh

Dangtirche

Anabutse

Gurlau Pinnacle

Mukujungtok

Ama Bain

Mohan Chandra

Mana Nan Peak

Jomol Cham

Chambakari Base Camp

Nuptmand

Sujtang Peak

Pradu Peak

Thallongchen Valley

Lamp Namcha Cliffs

Kula Gya

Saif Nande Gorge

Balakhat

Thal Noj

Kalbutsebhu Massif

Deviguch Plateau

Amajangpang

Gyalatang

Amalung

Thontok Basin

Dhaula Thark

Shiwa

Mukhangila Fall

Rajmalong Icefield

Andaragi Ridge

Kathpar

Bai Kardha

Tara Gurla

Gyalaam Monastery

Pradbuang Glacier

Chomo Thark

Bidhse Snowfield

Ganeshu Wall

Labuche Lan

 

Interview with Jaap Boekestein


Transformed,
an anthology of erotic shapeshifting stories, is soon to be published by Pen and Kink Press. Here’s a short interview with Jaap Boekestein, author of the short story Wolf Chest. In my naivete, I thought it was about a werewolf with a buff chest, a six-pack perhaps, but it was something far different… a werewolf who patronizes a leather-clad dominatrix.

If you treat a man like a dog, you can bring out the wolf.
If so, you better have a safe place to hide.
A very safe place.

“Wolf Chest” by Jaap Boekestein

Q: Wolf Chest portrays a consensual BDSM relationship where one of the partners is a monster. Did you intend it to be read also as an allegory of real-life human relationships?
A: Human relationships come in all shapes and formats and we live in a day and age where in some parts of the world it possible to experience that variety. In my opinion every relationship should be consensual. If not, you are dealing with abuse. Although I didn’t write Wolf Chest with this specific idea in mind, it is an ingrained part of my outlook on life, so it certainly there in the story. The scary part for some people might be that a character is in a relationship with a violent, potential lethal partner. I tried to show this somehow can be something beautiful. Plus being exciting and pretty damned hot. ;-)
Q: Why did you choose a werewolf for this story, and, not, say, a vampire?
A: I have explored bdsm-erotica with several vampire stories already but I feel vampire erotica has — please forgive me the pun — a different taste then werewolf erotica. With vampires there is power play, seduction. The human can talk with the vampire and try to influence the outcome. A bit like a Dominant and a submissive. Now the werewolf, that is — I keep making puns, I just ignore the rolling of eyes — a different kind of animal. Far more primal. You can’t argue with a werewolf, you can’t seduce it, you can’t be perky and fresh with a werewolf and expect to survive. There is raw violence involved, pure id and no ratio at all. That’s very different from the vampire. As I writer I wanted to see where that took me and I had some great time writing it.
Q:  How did the seeds of this story come about?
A: It all started with the image of an iron maiden, not the band but the torture device. I wanted someone to hide voluntarily in one. Maybe minus the bloody spikes. So why would someone hide in one? To be safe from danger. Okay, what danger? Here I somehow made the connection with the wonderful classic horror movie In Company of Wolves based on the work of the late, great Angela Carter. Wolves are dangerous, and they have paws, so they can’t open an iron maiden. Uhuh. Someone hides in an iron chest from a wolf, a werewolf maybe. That’s a start, but not really a story… From there the idea developed why someone had to hide, which made the story work. Fair to say, the female character is based on some really sweet, sadistic lady friends I know.
In the Company of Wolves

Behind-the-scenes still from the 1984 film In the Company of Wolves. The German Shepherds have been trained to stand in for decadent nobles at a feast when a curse transforms them into wolves.

Q: One thing I liked about the piece was its rapid rat-a-tat pace. Where did the inspiration for this style come from?
A: There is this wolf. A fucking big wolf. You don’t have time to think. Act, or die. ‘Cause, when you start to ponder, to second guess, to think that you can take your time and work something out. When you look back to make sure that — You’re dead. Killed by the wolf.… Which style you use, support what you are showing to the reader. In this story your heart beats a thousand times per minute, your brain is fueled by adrenaline. I wanted a style that reflected that.
Q: Writing is always a test of endurance. How many versions did you go through with this piece before you found “the one?”
A: Ouch, now my dirty little secret comes out… I only do one main draft, let it rest for a few weeks and weed out little mistakes and sentences that don’t work. Plus I Iook at the remarks of the beta readers. I seldom do big redrafts. I’m pretty lazy and I write for fun. Or maybe I’m just cocky (I can use that word again, can’t I?) and believe the things I write are good enough. For me writing is more about drinking cappuccinos in my fave coffee house, eating cake, flirting with the waitresses and writing outlandish horror and erotica surrounded by hipsters and housewives. I know, I know! I ought to suffer and wrestle with writer’s block and deadlines, but that’s not my brand of masochism.
Q: Do your writing plans include any more monsters or supernatural elements? Any longer pieces or novels in the works?
A: One day I want to try to do a bdsm zombie story, but that will be a pretty big challenge. I want my zombies to be old school, so nothing conscious, which immediately clashes with the whole consensual thing. I haven’t worked that one out yet, but who knows, one day. The only thing I know it will be very different from either the vampire and werewolf stories…

At the moment I’m working on a novel or novella which is a cross between space opera, super hero and a French Maid fetish erotica (very) tongue in cheek, very innocent). An anthology had the theme ‘Maid’ (like in a French maid) but they didn’t want full out erotica. So I combined a few genres and got this really fun, weird story which turned out to be a first chapter of something longer. I’ve a great time writing it, but it sure is strange stuff. I’ve done a few bizarre horror stories with erotic elements. Some have been published, others are under consideration. And I also love to do supernatural erotica, which is a different genre. Well, I read somewhere about an anthology wanting ghost erotica, and that sounds intriguing.

Q: Here’s a fun question. At what age did you write the first complete story you were proud enough of to show it to another?
A:  Ha ha, lemme see. My first publication was in 1989. By then I had been writing for a while, but I think I submitted a couple of stories to a story competition in 1987. That was the first time anyone laid eyes on my work. Mind you, this was all in Dutch. I started writing stories in English for real in 2015. I seem to have missed all the anxiety most writers feel about their work. For me it’s important that I had fun writing it, if people like it, or not. Of course it feels great when a story or novel gets published and people respond to it, but for me that’s just something accidental. I write because I love to write. I don’t care about fame, riches or power. Nice to have, but if I really wanted those, I would definitely have chosen a more promising field.
Q: Do you belong to any writer’s workshops or online author’s forums?
A:  I did a few workshops when I started writing and I learned a lot. I can recommend it to anyone! For the last twenty years I haven’t participated in anything like that. Of course there are still things to learn, but my motivation for writing differs from most writers. For me it’s not a competition or a race. I write for fun. I love to toy with the reader (horror and erotica are such great genres for that), but I really, really, really don’t care if ten people read my work, or a million. I see plenty of writers fill Facebook with their writing woes and I always wonder why they write. Most of the time they sound awfully frustrated, angry or sad.
Q: Thank you again for your time in answering these questions.
A: Thank you for the interview. I hope you enjoy the story. And I hope you have a wolf chest yourself. You might need one.
Jaap Boekestein (b. 1968) is an award winning Dutch writer of science fiction, fantasy, horror, thrillers and whatever else takes his fancy. Five novels and almost three hundred of his stories have been published. His has made his living as a bouncer, working for a detective agency and as editor. He currently works for the Dutch Ministry of Justice and Security.Website and social media:

http://jaapboekestein.com/

https://www.amazon.com/author/jaapboekestein.com

Triskaidekaphilia 3: Transformed

Nothing is quite so deliciously freeing as caving to your instincts. For centuries, shapeshifters have personified our impulse to bow to our animalistic nature. From lycans to skin-walkers and everything in between, shapeshifters give us a chance to connect with our inner-selves and celebrate our intriguing differences, our passions, and ultimately our humanity through their necessity of striking a balance between their human selves and supernatural selves.

About the Editor: Charlie Watson is a freelance editor ready to make her mark on the Edmonton writing community. Through her work with various writing and editing groups around YEG who deal exclusively with first time authors, Charlie is devoted to ensuring that fledgling authors have a wonderful experience publishing for the first time.

About the Series: Triskaidekaphilia is the love of the number thirteen. It’s also the name of our anthology series which explores the more shadowy corners of romance and erotica. There will be 13 volumes in total, each of which will be released on a Friday the 13th.

Links

Home page:  http://www.penandkinkpub.com/home/transformed-cover-table-of-contents-reveal/

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/38262542-transformed

Amazon.com — https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07C67DTGV

Cigarette

burning cigarette pressed into arm

“Why are ugly tattoos lauded, and self-harm not?” she thought.