You often see speculation about the next SF/F book series Hollywood should make into a trilogy of big-budget films. That’s understandable, since spec fic is rife with action-packed series played out against visually impressive backdrops. But there are others SF/F novels out there. Some are beautiful, lyrical novels that aren’t suitable for blockbuster trilogies, but would make the sort of film that takes home Academy Awards. Where has Hollywood missed out on SF/F novels with emotionally powerful, memorable stories that might have merited a Best Picture Oscar? I’m going to consider only older books—pre-2000—because it’s always possible newer books are currently in development as films.
In this ongoing series, we ask SF/F authors to describe a specialty in their lives that has nothing (or very little) to do with writing. Join us as we discover what draws authors to their various hobbies, how they fit into their daily lives, and how and they inform the author’s literary identity!
I started writing fiction because of a dream. I was in my mid-30s, and the last fiction I’d written was in English Comp class in college, but when I had this cool dream of a guy parachuting off a chip of Manhattan hanging in an otherwise empty sky, and landing days later on another small piece of the world, I couldn’t resist trying to write it as a short story. Just recently, I turned that first story into a novel, titled Faller.
Meanwhile, until four years ago I made my living as a psychology professor, and one of my favorite lecture topics in Intro Psych was sleep and dreams. My students were especially fascinated by the idea of lucid dreaming—being consciously aware that you’re dreaming while you’re still in the dream. The thinking is, if you learn to become aware in your dreams, you can take control of them, and when you face your unconscious fears while dreaming, you can more easily face them in the waking world. I decided to give lucid dreaming a try. I figured if I had more control over them, I might be able to boost my creative firepower. Plus I was just curious to see what would happen.
A town wakes to find a mysterious dome has descended to trap them.
I love these sorts of stories, where the characters don’t understand what’s happening, and things grow stranger, and as I read I keep asking myself what the hell is going on. More often than not, though, I’m disappointed when the mysterious circumstances are finally explained.
- Stubby the Rocket Marlon James’ Black Leopard, Red Wolf and Helen Phillips’ The Need Longlisted for the National Book Award 1 day ago
- Gabriella Tutino 5 Books That Flirt with Area 51 1 day ago
- Stubby the Rocket Some Writing Advice (Plus a Porridge Recipe!) from Neil Gaiman 1 day ago
- Keith R.A. DeCandido Higher, Further, Faster — Captain Marvel 1 day ago
- Natalie Zutter Ad Astra is an Extended Parable About Absentee Fathers, But What For? 1 day ago
- Stubby the Rocket Find Your Necromancy Family Among the Houses of Gideon the Ninth 1 day ago
- Stubby the Rocket Smallville‘s Tom Welling to Play Superman Again in the Arrowverse Crossover 1 day ago
- Five Forgotten Swordsmen and Swordswomen of Fantasy 1 min ago on
- Higher, Further, Faster — Captain Marvel 2 hours ago on
- Stories Within Stories: 8 Instances of SFF Hyper-Worldbuilding 2 hours ago on
- Spock and the Myth of “Emotion Versus Logic” 3 hours ago on
- Higher, Further, Faster — Captain Marvel 3 hours ago on
- Five Forgotten Swordsmen and Swordswomen of Fantasy 4 hours ago on
- Circus Girl, The Hunter, and Mirror Boy 4 hours ago on