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I’ve done three or four interviews now in which I’ve been asked about the literary models I used in my new novel Julian Comstock.

The name I generally mention is Oliver Optic—always good for a blank stare.

Now, I put it to you boys, is it natural for lads from fifteen to eighteen to command ships, defeat pirates, outwit smugglers, and so cover themselves with glory, that Admiral Farragut invites them to dinner, saying, “Noble boy, you are an honor to your country!

That’s Louisa May Alcott in her novel Eight Cousins, describing the sort of books she called “optical delusions.”  She was talking about Oliver Optic, who was sufficiently well-known in the day that she didn’t have to belabor the point.  Her description of his work is perfectly apt, but the effect it had on me (and perhaps other readers) was the opposite of the one she intended:  Cripes, is there such a book? And if so, where can I find it?

I’ve since tracked down dozens of his novels—they were so popular that there’s no shortage of vintage copies even today—and I was so charmed by the author’s quirky, progressive and always well-intentioned voice that I borrowed liberally from it for Julian Comstock.  He was once a household name among literate American families, and he deserves to be better remembered.

The books Louisa May Alcott was referring to were his Army-Navy series, pictured here.  And they’re all you could hope for: breathlessly optimistic stories of train wrecks, steamboat explosions, an escape from Libby Prison, secret codes deciphered, blockade runners foiled, slaveholders defied, betrayals and reverses, etc. etc.  You also get Oliver Optic’s weirdly amiable and funny narrative voice—”weird” in the context of the subject matter.  The books were written at the end of the Civil War, while the artillery barrels were still cooling and the bodies being shipped home from the battlefields for burial.  (There was a boom market at the time for metallized coffins, which made shipping by train more sanitary.  Embalming was a new art, often practised by unscrupulous charlatans.)

Oliver Optic himself—his real name was William Taylor Adams—was a born and bred Massachusetts progressive, morally opposed to slavery and friendly to a host of reform movements.  His sole work of book-length non-fiction was a boys’ biography of Ulysses S. Grant, which got him invited to Grant’s inauguration following the 1868 election.  He served a term in the Massachusetts legislature, and he was an advocate for public education and vocational schools.  His fiction can sound condescending to modern ears—some of the dialect passages in his books border on the unforgivable—but his heart is always in the right place: despite our differences we’re all human beings of equal worth.

He had some peculiarities.  He traveled widely and often, and his travel stories (Down the Rhine, Up the BalticAcross IndiaAsiatic Breezes, etc.) all drew from personal experience.  But in the age of the transcontinental railroad, he was mysteriously indifferent to the American west.  He seldom mentioned it (except to object to Grant’s maxim that “the only good Indian is a dead Indian”), and even his so-called Great Western series never gets past Detroit, at which point the hero turns around and heads for (inevitably) Massachusetts.  The third volume of the Great Western series is subtitled “Yachting Off the Atlantic Coast.”

And I won’t delve into the idea he espoused in his novel The Way of the World, that every public library should have a bowling alley in the basement…

Optic was hurt by Louisa May Alcott’s dig, and some of his later books lean away from the gaudy adventures of the Army-Navy series.  Recently a few of his more tepid titles have been brought back into print by Christian presses—perhaps ironically, given that during his lifetime he was denounced from the pulpit as often as he was endorsed from it.

He wasn’t a great writer in the absolute sense, but nothing he wrote was less than endearing.  The encomium to L. Frank Baum in the movie The Wizard of Oz applies equally to Oliver Optic: for years his work gave faithful service to the young in heart, and time has been powerless to put its kindly philosophy out of fashion.

His death in 1897 was reported in every major paper including the New York Times.  I hope Julian Comstock plays some small part in keeping his memory alive.



Robert Charles Wilson

is the author of the Hugo-winning novel
Spin
. His new novel, 
Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd Century America
, is available now from Tor Books. You can read excerpts from his book

here

.

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Robert Charles Wilson is an American and Canadian science fiction author. Born December 15, 1953 in Whittier, California, he has spent nearly his entire life in Canada, and became a Canadian citizen in 2007. He is widely considered one of the best writers of modern genre SF; although his stories and novels frequently encompass wrenching events of vast and sometimes even apocalyptic scope, his carefully-wrought characters always bring the story alive even to readers unfamiliar with the devices of the genre. Stephen King, long an admirer of Wilson's work, noted this in a 2005 column for Entertainment Weekly: "I'm not a big science-fiction fan, but I'll read anything with a story and a low geek factor.  Robert Charles Wilson is a hell of a storyteller, and the geek factor in his books is zero." Wilson's first published SF story, "Equinocturne," appeared in Analog in 1975, but he began publishing regularly a decade later. His first novel, A Hidden Place, appeared in 1986; among his subsequent novels are A Bridge of Years (1991); Mysterium (1994), which won the Philip K. Dick Award; Darwinia (1988), which won Canada's Aurora Award for best SF novel in English; The Chronoliths (2001), which won the John W. Campbell Memorial Award; Blind Lake (2003), which won another Aurora Award; and Spin (2005), which won the Hugo Award. His most recent novels are Axis (2007), the first of two planned sequels to Spin, and Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America (2009). He has published a steady stream of short fiction while writing novels; his 1995 story "The Perseids" won an Aurora Award, and 2006's "The Cartesian Theater" won the Theodore Sturgeon Memorial Award. A selection of his short fiction, The Perseids and Other Stories, appeared in 2000. Robert Charles Wilson lives in Concord, Ontario with his wife Sharry. Wikipedia |   Author Page | Goodreads    
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