Clerk’s Log, MJDate 55153.21: *ahem* As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted …
Tales of space encounters abound in the annals of SFF literature, from the romances of Cyrano de Bergerac to H.G. Wells’s The First Men in the Moon to Bradbury’s S is for Space to Niven’s Ringworld stories and far beyond. Indeed, when one says “science fiction” the common response seems to be “Oh yeah, that Star Trek stuff.”1 Even though there’s much that we still don’t know about our own planet, it’s still too familiar, too well mapped to have any “HERE BE MONSTERS” sectors remaining; for the fast transport to wonder, therefore, we choose the Up-and-Out. Spacecraft ply the wormholes and warps and jumpgates and plain-vanilla-vacuum between the stars, finding strange and novel experiences — which, one hopes, enlighten our approach to life back in the mundane here-and-now.
What the storytellers don’t spend time on is the actual day-to-day business of making a living out there in the deep dark. Continue reading
NOTES
- Just as an earlier generation said, “Oh yeah, that Buck Rogers stuff.” [return]















