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The following posts include (1) "footnotes" for The Doris Piserchia Website (link at left), (2) texts-in-process that will eventually appear there, (3) texts from other websites, and (we hope) (4) stimulating discussion threads. The picture to the left is the back cover of The Spinner (book club edition), depicting a citizen of Eastland "hanging out" while Ekler the cop and Rune the idiot-superman look on.


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Here's a challenge: try finding the Doris Piserchia Fan Page in Yahoo! Clubs (sorry, it's Yahoo! Groups now ) without using an existing bookmark. It's not in the index of Science Fiction and Fantasy Authors. Searching "Piserchia" gets you nowhere and "Doris Piserchia" pulls up a Doris Day chat group. Looks like the only way to find it is to click though 662 groups, ten groups at a time. I gave up after 40. Thanks, Yahoo! Also, thanks for all the new pop-ups lurking behind every pillar and post! Also, thanks for the error message that came up when I tried to post this rant! Isn't it fun watching erstwhile hot properties of the dot-com era decay into ruins?

- tom moody 3-11-2002 5:30 am [link]



Science Fiction?

Before I get to DP's short stories I wanted to say a few things on the subject of genre. Bruce Sterling came up with the term "slipstream" to describe books that aren't precisely mainstream literature but aren't science fiction either. I believe he wants his own writing to escape the taint that sf has acquired because of its awful marketing conventions (Buck Rogers and “peeled eyeball” covers) and popular perception as a domain of geeky, fan-fiction-writing amateurs. Knowing what the field has to offer, when I hear my literature-reading friends say "I don't read science fiction," I get steamed. On the one hand, it's hard to defend a genre that looks so juvenile, but on the other, you have to wonder if they've ever read Burroughs or Pynchon or Orwell. DP's novels were all originally published within the sf field, where they no doubt baffled many an adolescent boy, and I sometimes fantasize about how they might be marketed the second time around. I imagine sleek covers with muted computer graphics and jacket copy describing DP as "a literary dimension-hopper, blinking from one set of genre conventions to another in relentless, techno-pastoral-visionary narratives." Is that farfetched? Look at what she's written: a metaphysical detective story (Mister Justice), Night of the Living Dead- style horror (The Spinner), a proto-cyberpunk, Taylorist nightmare (I, Zombie), books set in the future that read like ancient mythology (Doomtime, Earthchild), and an Appalachian vampire yarn (Blood County)!! If Jack Womack and J. G. Ballard can be discreetly moved over to the "fiction" section at your local bookstore, why not this writer?

- tom moody 3-11-2002 12:36 am [link]



Some random thoughts on Doomtime:

1. The cliff-dwelling residents of Neo are somewhat like the Eloi in HG Wells Time Machine. All the Neons' physical needs are provided for: When the "flesh pool" that recycles their corpses into fresh meat gets low, a siren goes off, and thousands of rodent-like "kikks" come running from the surrounding fields and jump into the pool, replenishing the meat supply. Instead of Morlocks, the Neons have technologically adept ancestors (us)--who somehow made machines that never run down--to thank for their comfort.

2. I read recently that California has what entomologists are describing as a "super-colony" of ants that stretches from San Francisco to San Diego. Gene samples from either end of the colony show that the ants, who migrated from elsewhere (South America?) fairly recently, are all essentially brothers and sisters. They represent a tremendous threat to indigenous species, and are killing them off right and left. The colony is held up as an example of the kind of "super-organisms" (the Kudzu vine is another) that are emerging during the current Great Extinction Period issued in by us humans.

I immediately thought of Tedron and Krake, the ubiquitous, world-controlling trees in Doomtime. I wonder if Piserchia's vision of the future, in which humanity survives by virtue of its own ancient technology while rival super-organisms dominate a drastically reduced ecosystem, may not be dead on the money. Scary.

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- tom moody 3-11-2002 12:32 am [link]



Early vs Late Books

I’ve been thinking about DP’s short stories, and her responses to our interview questions and wanted to jot down a few ideas. DP says she prefers the short stories to the novels and prefers the early novels (Star Rider, Billion Years) to the later ones. I’m inclined to agree about the short stories--they’re really amazing (more on them later)--but I’m not so sure the early books are necessarily the best. For DP, quality is a matter of “balance,” and the short stories have that in abundance. They are tightly constructed, and deliver emotional wallops. The early novels are close to them in intensity but also in style--philosophical, discursive, sprinkled with mock-Socratic dialogues. I like the later books because they "show" rather than "tell": DP plunges you right into their worlds and lets the setting and action make her points (I became especially aware of this when I was looking for quotes from Earth in Twilight--there are few stand-alone speeches, it’s all in the flow of events). I was fascinated to learn that the later novels were written in a headlong rush and that DP subsequently couldn’t summon the enthusiasm to revise them. I think that’s the source of their power. They feel as if they were born out of some inner necessity that drives the author to invent like mad. I started reading DP back in the ‘80s because she reminded me of Philip Dick during his most creative period (early to mid 1960s): staying up all night, working on the deadline from hell, writing novels that were, on some level, just “one damn thing after another,” but authentically visionary. Like Dick (minus the drugs) and H. P. Lovecraft (minus the hypersensitive reclusiveness), DP truly “takes you to another place,” which turns out to be (shudder) a lot like the place we’re all living in. (It's also a subtly feminine place, which I find hard to talk about without overgeneralizing--please help me out here!) I suppose DP could have tightened up Doomtime or Earthchild to make them less a series of episodes, but I’m glad she didn’t; Doomtime, for instance, might have lost that dreamlike quality of morphing from sf scenario to druidical fantasy to Edith Hamilton mythology to pungent social satire (not necessarily in that order). And other late books don’t need any tweaking at all: The Spinner and Blood County strike me as very well organized. More on the short stories in a later post.

- tom moody 3-10-2002 10:11 pm [link]



I, Zombie, 1982

It's hard to top the premise of I, Zombie: You're having your face burned off every day by molten metal, you eat slop, your co-workers are ventriloquists' dummies, someone on the job is trying to kill you, your factory is slowly filling up with water, and--oh, yeah--you're dead! A better account of the American world of work is not to be had.

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- tom moody 3-10-2002 9:54 pm [link]