Showing posts with label Gene Wolfe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gene Wolfe. Show all posts

Saturday, October 28, 2023

Gene Wolfe / In the Company of Wolves

 



Gene Wolfe

In the Company of Wolves

I became involved with the Chicago Literary Hall of Fame because I believe that Chicago has an important literary legacy deserving of attention. After two induction ceremonies where we celebrated historical writers, it was time to look at the contribution of writers living and working in Chicago.

Fuller Award designed by M.C. Matz and sculpted by Ron Swanson (Photo by 8 Eyes Photography)

After some discussion, it was unanimous, and we moved forward to create a new award, the Fuller, to honor a lifetime contribution to Chicago literature. 

Sunday, November 28, 2021

Gene Wolfe / Peace / Review

 




Gene Wolfe

Peace

Posted by 
Matthew Haynes
March 9, 2020


Why I didn’t write a post about Peace straight after reading it is a mystery to me and now I’m left wondering if I can really do it justice. Despite not enjoying The Fifth Head of Cerberus all that much, I consider myself an enthusiastic fan of the late great Gene Wolfe after enjoying the awesome tetralogy The Book of The New Sun – which Publishers Weekly described as “a masterpiece of science fantasy comparable in importance to the major works of Tolkien and Lewis”.

2020 Retrospective / My four favourite books

 

Jo Nesbo


2020 Retrospective – my four favourite books

Posted by 


Matthew Haynes

December 14, 2020

This year I read around 40 books – it might have been more if some of them hadn’t been so long! And of course I didn’t get an opportunity to do any reading on holiday, because I had no real holiday this year. Poor me. Anyway, here’s a list of the Top 4 books I’ve read this year with links to longer reviews in some cases (I would’ve done a Top 5 if I’d read fifty – blame Stephen / Owen King and Margaret Atwood):

  1. Gene Wolfe – Peace
  2. Jo Nesbo – Knife
  3. Homer – The Iliad
  4. Antony Beevor – D-Day: The Battle for Normandy

Sunday, April 25, 2021

Five Steps Towards Briah / Gene Wolfe's The Book of the Long Sun

Gene Wolfe

 

Five Steps Towards Briah:
Gene Wolfe's The Book of the Long Sun

by Nick Gevers

Nova Express

Volume 5, Number 1, Fall/Winter 1998


The title is a multiplex pun, so typical of Gene Wolfe. The Book of the Long Sun can only closely follow, or mirror, The Book of the New Sun. And just as Severian, the narrator of the first Book, is the New Son of God, a man becoming Christlike if not Christ himself returned, so Patera Silk, Wolfe's new protagonist, is the Long Son, the product of a virgin birth, long (tall) in physical and moral stature. And the renovation of the Sun is again implied; and the story, in four volumes, is very long, and is not over yet. Thus Wolfe in six words summarizes his second tetralogy; and the critic can add that The Book of the Long Sun is, very likely, the most significant work of SF to be published in the 1990s-the most precise, the most sustained, and the most profound. It is a tale of physical, religious, and philosophical exodus; and, as such, it interrogates, and dismisses, the material world. The result is devious, eccentric, and charismatic, an old story rendered utterly, weirdly new.

Gene Wolfe Turned Science Fiction Into High Art

 

Ringer illustrationGene Wolfe Turned Science Fiction Into High ArtHe worked as an engineer developing the technology to make Pringles potato chips before embarking on a prolific writing career. Known as the Melville of science fiction and celebrated for his inventive and challenging work, Wolfe died on April 14 at age 87.

In Belhaven, North Carolina, there’s a girl who has trouble eating. Her name is Mary Ayers. Mary has a gastric ulcer, and Mary can only get a few bites down before it starts to hurt, so Mary stays thin. Mary’s father is a thug. He beats his wife and the other children, but for some reason he never hits Mary. To his sick daughter, he shows his own version of tenderness. He makes her take the medicine he uses to deworm his dogs.

Tuesday, April 6, 2021

Gene Wolfe / The unknown Sci-Fi grandmaster

Gene Wolfe: The unknown Sci-Fi grandmaster


A. Asohan
Monday 22 April 2019

It is perhaps in keeping with the spirit of his elusive prose and plots that the death of acclaimed science fiction and fantasy (SF&F) writer Gene Wolfe should pass with nary a whisper in the media, even in today’s environment where geek culture has gone mainstream.

Friday, October 30, 2020

Gene Wolfe / The Nebraskan and the Nereid


The Nebraskan and the Nereid 

by Gene Wolfe 


THE Nebraskan was walking near the sea when he saw her. Two dark eyes, a rounded shoulder with a hint of breast, and a flash of thigh; then she was gone. A moment later he heard a faint splash-or perhaps it was only the fabled seventh wave, the wave that is stronger than the rest, breaking on the rocks. 

Almost running, he strode to the edge of the little bluff and looked east across the sea. The blue waters of the Saronikos Kolpos showed whitecaps, but nothing else. 

Gene Wolfe / Thag




Thag

by Gene Wolfe

Gene Wolfe / Thag (A short story in Spanish)


ONCE upon a time there was a boy named Eric who had a tame raven and a ragged cap and no boots, and lived with his mother in a cottage in the forest. Eric' and his mother were very poor, but nonetheless they possessed a great treasure, a charm ancient and powerful. This was a bear's skull, and hung from the roofbeam of their little house on a chain of iron. Eric's great-grandfather had made it long ago, choking the bear with moonlight and filling his skull with the cottony tales of rabbits, and the urine of shadows, and black feathers snatched at great risk from the left foreleg of an eagle, and many other things. The bear's skull was the home of Thag, as a beehive is the home of bees; and Thag was a powerful spirit though he was often away. 

Thursday, October 29, 2020

Gene Wolfe / Kevin Malone




KEVIN MALONE

by Gene Wolfe

Gene Wolfe / Kevin Malone (A short story in English)


MARCELLA and I were married in April. I lost my position
with Ketterly, Bruce & Drake in June, and by August we
were desperate. We kept the apartment-I think we both
felt that if we lowered our standards there would be no
chance to raise them again-but the rent tore at our small
savings. All during July I had tried to get a job at another
brokerage firm, and by August I was calling fraternity broth-
ers I had not seen since graduation, and expressing an entire
willingness to work in whatever businesses their fathers
owned. One of them, I think, must have mailed us the ad-
vertisement.

Attractive young couple, well educated and well connected,
will receive free housing, generous living allowance for min-
imal services.

There was a telephone number, which I omit for reasons
that will become clear.

I showed the clipping to Marcella, who was lying with her
cocktail shaker on the chaise longue. She said, "Why not,"
and I dialed the number.

Remembering Gene Wolfe

Gene Wolfe


Remembering Gene Wolfe

Valya Dudycz Lupescu
Posted on 15 April, 2019

Gene Wolfe passed away last night, April 14, 2019. He was one of the world’s greatest writers, one of my literary heroes and inspiration, and he was my friend. 

Many people have written about his novels and stories, and more will continue to speak about Gene’s incredible talent, his sharp intellect and wit, his brilliant imagination and unforgettable characters. It’s all true and so much more. Gene’s writing bridged literary and genre worlds in a way unlike any other writer. His books and stories will stand the test of time.

When the Chicago Literary Hall of Fame decided to honor a writer for our first lifetime achievement award, the Fuller Award, I had no doubt that it should be Gene Wolfe. Planning that event in 2012 was one of my greatest joys, assembling writers and editors, friends and family, who loved him under one roof. We gathered together in a gilded setting full of mechanical delights (including a giant indoor carousel!) to celebrate the man and his stories. It was a magical evening to honor a remarkable man.

Gene Wolfe / Endangered Species / Bryan Alexander's review


 

Endangered Species


I came to Endangered Species with decades of bias. I've been a Gene Wolfe fanatic since college, when I first read The Book of the New Sun. Since then I've read nearly everything the man has written. I've met him several times, and enjoyed his company immensely. I've actually gone in Wolfe-themed costume to a ball, and spent a while on the Urth email list.

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

Gene Wolfe / Endangered Species

 




Endangered Species

by Gene Wolfe


Three stories by Gene Wolfe about mysterious women


Wolfe, whose tetralogy The Book of the New Sun was the most acclaimed science fiction series of the 1980s, offers his second collection, a hefty volume of over 30 stories in a variety of genres--SF, fantasy, horror, mainstream. Many of them are variations on themes and situations found in folklore and fairy tales; Wolfe's deconstructions/reconstructions are provocative, multilayered, resonant. Occasionally, too, they seem intentionally enigmatic. Two of the stories, ``The Cat'' and ``The Map,'' are set in the universe of his New Sun novels. ``A Cabin on the Coast'' tells of a promising politician who loses his lover to the fey folk living in the sea. He strikes a bargain for her return, promising to undergo 20 years of servitude. When his lover finally returns, he has lost his youth, and with it, we assume, his future. ``In the House of the Gingerbread'' is a variation on ``Hansel and Gretel'' rewritten as a contemporary detective story; and ``The Detective of Dreams'' is an Arabian Nights tale as told by G. K. Chesterton--its spiritual subtext is made explicit in the end. A predominance of excellent stories makes this a rewarding book.


PW



Three stories by Gene Wolfe about mysterious women


 


Three stories 

by Gene Wolfe 

about mysterios women


M Porcius
Thursday, May 7, 2015


I'm not like tarbandu or Joachim Boaz or admiralironbombs, who apparently read entire anthologies, collections, and magazines, cover to cover, as a matter of course.  I treat such material the way I treat a box of chocolates; I try to pick out the ones with nuts or ganache and try to avoid the ones with fruit or jelly, sometimes based on the scantiest information or just my "spider sense."  Which means I own piles of anthologies and collections full of dozens (hundreds?) of stories I haven't read.

This week I got out my 1990 copy of Gene Wolfe's collection Endangered Species (I love the Marco Patrito cover) and read three stories I had never read before, "Sweet Forest Maid," "Suzanne Delage," and "Kevin Malone."

All these stories are well-written in a fairly straightforward style and include interesting tidbits and observations about life and history, and I am recommending that you read them all.  As usual with Wolfe, each sentence feels crafted, each line is entertaining, or serves the plot or mood of the story in some way.

Each story invites speculation about its hidden layers and meanings, and below I will take my wild guess as to what each story's "secret," "point" and/or "message" is.  To make things more challenging, I will post my speculations without first consulting the various websites where people smarter than me and better educated than I am explain what Wolfe's stories are all about.  Let's see if I make a fool of myself!

"Sweet Forest Maid" first appeared
in F&SF
"Sweet Forest Maid" (1971)

Lenor, a woman with no family or friends, hears about a female sasquatch, and decides to go find her, perhaps live among her people in the forest. Lenor knows nothing about camping or living off the land, and, in some of the toughest terrain in North America, she gets lost and suffers a terrible fever.  In the last paragraph of the six-page story she comes face to face with the female Bigfoot...or is it just a hallucination?

I'm going to go out on a limb and suggest this story is about the (alleged) decline of community and rise of atomized individualism in our society.  (All you social science types out there will perhaps be familiar with Robert Putnam's Bowling Alone, which my boss back in my New York office considered a big deal.)  Wolfe says that "today... women like Lenor no longer have friends; the old ties...having broken down."  Society has failed to offer a place where the protagonist belongs, and, desperate for companionship and community, she takes crazy, suicidal risks, looking for belonging in a dangerous place.

There are also some clues (references to Hollywood special effects and to drinking Coca-Cola through a straw) that suggest our society is shallow and fake, and that Lenor goes to the woods looking for authenticity; also, that technology has spoiled our relationship with the natural world, and Lenor, after seeing how sad and wise a gorilla looks in a zoo, is looking for a closer connection with nature.

Wolfe is famously conservative and religious, so maybe this story is a depiction of the plight of people in post-war society, when institutions like religion and the family have been weakened by feminism, consumerism, careerism, technology, etc.  With fewer safe places to turn to for community, people get mixed up in risky situations, turning to drugs, gangs, cults, communes, terrorist groups, etc.

(For the record, I am skeptical of Putnam's thesis, and I love Coca-Cola.)

"Suzanne Delage" first appeared in
Le Guin and Kidd's Edges; you
can read it for free at Lightspeed,
an e-magazine
"Suzanne Delage" (1980)

This story is the reminiscence of a retired man. Spurred by a passage in a banal novel, he thinks about an odd experience in his life, how he has never met Suzanne Delage, a woman his own age who lives in his own town, is the daughter of his mother's close friend, and attended his high school.  Due to various strange coincidences, he has never seen Suzanne Delage--he's never even seen a photo of her.  A few days before penning this memoir, he saw a pretty teenage girl, slender with shiny black hair, clear skin, and an intelligent, vivacious look on her face; a friend tells him that this is Suzanne Delage's daughter.

This one is a stumper.  Could Suzanne Delage be a vampire?  This would help explain why her photo does not appear in the narrator's high school yearbook.  Also, why a bitter old widow who lived across the street from the narrator hated Suzanne's mother, so much so that the narrator's mother was afraid to invite Mrs. Delage over.  (Mom and Mrs. Delage met elsewhere, and went on excursions together to look for old quilts and embroidery.) There are no mysterious deaths, though, or any other evidence of a vampire preying on the populace.  Maybe there is no traditional SF content to this one.

It's possible I just have the loneliness of post-war American society on the brain, but somewhat like "Sweet Forest Maid," I think "Suzanne Delage" is about how in modern life people don't know each other.  The narrator talks about how in high school many students (including himself) segregated themselves into insular cliques, and, perhaps more importantly, how some students were not in cliques, and were, perhaps, alone.  Instead of getting to know new and different people, we modern Americans stick to our little groups and/or focus on our own limited interests, which leaves many people lonely.

It may also be significant that the narrator has had two failed marriages--both wives "bored" him.  Maybe the crux of the story is that Suzanne Delage was the narrator's "true love," or "soul mate," and a series of unfortunate coincidences kept them apart.

"Kevin Malone" first appeared in
Ramsey Campbell's New Terrors,
and can be found in

  The Best of Gene Wolfe 

A young upper-middle class couple has fallen on hard times, the narrator having lost his job at a brokerage firm.  In response to an odd newspaper ad offering vaguely defined employment to an attractive educated couple, they go to a fabulous old estate, The Pines, that is served by a staff of more than a dozen servants.  The "job" is to simply inhabit the mansion, to take the place of the family who once owned the estate; the current owner, Kevin Malone, wants to feel "at home" at The Pines, where, as a boy, he lived and worked alongside his father, the estate's "man-of-all-work" (another character claims he was the stableman), and his mother, the parlor maid.  Malone won't feel at home unless the place is occupied by a young couple, as it was when he was there as a kid.    

Malone was forced to leave the estate for an orphanage at age twelve after his father murdered a maid and then committed suicide. The maid's name was Betty Malone, and it is unclear if she was Malone senior's wife, or daughter, or just some unrelated woman with whom he shared a last name.  It seems likely Betty Malone was Kevin Malone's mother.  Through luck and hard work, Malone became a rich businessman, and he purchased The Pines.  Instead of making himself master of the estate, as you might expect, he decided to live over the stables, as he did in his youth.

When, weeks after moving in, the mystery behind this weird job and weird boss (whom the narrator speculates may be a ghost, or possessed in some way) is revealed to the narrator, Malone relieves him of the job, but, and this is the craziest part of the story, the narrator's wife Marcella stays on, abandoning her husband.  We already know Marcella is not a reliable person or a model wife--we learn early in the story that she is a drunk and was disowned by her family, and throughout the story she is deceptive and petulant with her husband--but it is hinted that there is something more going on than her staying with Malone simply because he has money.  When the narrator asks Malone if he owns the house, Malone replies, "this house owns me," and Marcella quickly chimes in, "It owns me too."  The last time the narrator ever sees his wife, she is doing some dusting--she has become one of the servants!  Is Marcella descended from someone who lived or worked at The Pines?  Could she be possessed by such a person's spirit?

"Kevin Malone" is about people from broken homes trying to recapture their childhood, to "go home again."  Like Malone's father, the narrator's father committed suicide, shooting himself when bankruptcy threatened; in moving into The Pines, perhaps we should see the narrator attempting to return to a childhood of financial ease, a sort of mirror image of the successful Malone who is trying to relive a childhood of servitude.

The efforts to relive one's childhood depicted in the story do not seem very successful or healthy; perhaps the horror of this horror story is how strife in the family at a young age can psychologically cripple a child, stunt his or her growth, keeping one obsessed with the past and hindering efforts to build a happy family and productive career of one's own.

There are also class issues in "Kevin Malone," of course--at one point the narrator suggests that it would be logical for Malone, the son of servants who was educated in an orphanage, to hate Marcella and the narrator, who grew up privileged.  Maybe Malone's employing Marcella as a servant is some kind of revenge?  There is not much evidence of Kevin Malone resenting the rich, however, though it is suggested that Kevin Malone's success in business was heavily reliant on luck and deception.    

This brings us to the gender issues of the story.  If Malone resents anybody, it seems to be his father's victim, Betty Malone, whom Kevin Malone declares "a tramp." He almost seems to condone or excuse his father's act of murder.  I got the impression that the narrator (and Wolfe) were drawing some kind of parallel between Betty Malone and Marcella.  For example  while they are living at The Pines, Marcella and her husband sleep in separate rooms, and the narrator wonders if his wife has been having sex with one of the servants (i.e., is a "tramp," as Betty Malone is accused of being.)

There seem to be lots of clues whose significance I am not picking up on.  The butler is named Priest,  for example, and the narrator refers to Poe, F. Scott Fitzgerald, and Thomas Wolfe, writers I am not nearly as familiar with as I should be.

*************

So, there is my attempt to figure out three of Gene Wolfe's two hundred or so short stories.  Now to Google around and see how far off base I am.

M PORCIUS FICTION LOG




The Secret to Reading Gene Wolfe

Gene Wolfe

 

The Secret to Reading Gene Wolfe

11th September 2010

Gene Wolfe has a reputation as being one of those writers whose books & stories you have to read twice. He buries subtle clues in what the Wikipedia article about him calls his “dense, allusive prose”. He uses unreliable narrators. In reviews, people talk about “getting” him, or “not getting” him, making it sound as though there’s a secret to reading Wolfe, a special technique you don’t need for other writers. So, when I came to read him, I found myself asking questions I wouldn’t normally ask. Was I going to have to take notes? Was I going to have to disbelieve everything his narrators said? Was I going to have to buy a new, bigger dictionary? And of course, was it really going to be worth it?

Tuesday, October 27, 2020

Gene Wolfe / Quotes

Gene Wolfe


Quotes 

by 

Gene Wolfe





Knowledge is soon changed, then lost in the mist, an echo half-heard.


He's not rewarding us by talking to us. He's talking to us because He has something to say to us directly, as opposed to the things He says to all humanity.


Ambiguity is necessary in some of my stories, not in all. In those, it certainly contributes to the richness of the story. I doubt that thematic closure is never attainable.


My whole life experience feeds into my writing. I think that must be true for every writer. Clearly the Army and combat were major influences; just the same, you need to understand that many of the writers we have now couldn't load a revolver.
You seem to think that the only genuine existence evil can have is conscious existence - that no one is evil unless he admits it to himself. I disagree.

Neil Gaiman / How To Read Gene Wolfe

 


How To Read Gene Wolf

by Neil Gaiman


The Wolfe & Gaiman Show

LOOK AT Gene: a genial smile (the one they named for him), pixie-twinkle in his eyes, a reassuring mustache. Listen to that chuckle. Do not be lulled. He holds all the cards: he has five aces in his hand, and several more up his sleeve.

I once read him an account of a baffling murder, committed ninety years ago. "Oh," he said, "well, that's obvious," and proceeded off-handedly to offer a simple and likely explanation for both the murder and the clues the police were at a loss to explain. He has an engineer's mind that takes things apart to see how they work and then puts them back together.

Monday, May 13, 2013

My hero / Gene Wolf by Neil Gaiman


Gene Wolfe by Murray Ewing


My hero: 

Gene Wolf 

by Neil Gaiman 

'Whatever I imagined the author of those glittering, dangerous stories to have been, I was not expecting the genial gentleman I met'


Neil Gaiman

Friday 13 May 2011


I was 22 when I met Gene Wolfe. The last volume in The Book of the New Sun, The Citadel of the Autarch, had just been published, and I had been reading his fiction since my teens.

I was as impressed and delighted by the Book of the New Sun as I was intimidated by it. Wolfe's use of language, the grand sweep of his story, the way he used science fiction to illuminate ideas and people and to stretch my mind in ways it had never been stretched before, the way he played with memory and gave us a perfectly reliable unreliable narrator – all these things thrilled me. (Years later, Michael Dirda of the Washington Post would call it "The greatest fantasy novel written by an American," and he would be right.)

I was a young journalist, and I asked for and was given an interview with Wolfe. I do not know what I expected, but whatever I imagined the author of those glittering, dangerous stories to have been, I was not expecting the genial gentleman I met. He was a former potato crisp engineer and magazine editor, and he reminded me of a sweeter-natured, rotunder Sergeant Bilko. Oddly, perhaps, given the difference in our ages and temperaments, we became friends. And now, almost 30 years later, we are still friends and I am still a fan.

I've met too many of my heroes, and these days I avoid meeting the few I have left, because the easiest way to stop having heroes is to meet them, or worse, have dinner with them. But Gene Wolfe remains a hero to me. He's just turned 80, looks after his wife Rosemary, and is still writing deep, complex, brilliant fiction that slips between genres. He's my hero because he keeps trying new ways of writing and because he remains as kind and as patient with me as he was when I was almost a boy. He's the finest living male American writer of SF and fantasy – possibly the finest living American writer. Most people haven't heard of him. And that doesn't bother Gene in the slightest. He just gets on with writing the next book.


THE GUARDIAN




2009
001 My hero / Oscar Wilde by Michael Holroyd
002 My hero / Harley Granville-Barker by Richard Eyre
003 My hero / Edward Goldsmith by Zac Goldsmith
004 My hero / Fridtjof Nansen by Sara Wheeler 
005 My hero / Mother Mercedes Lawler IBVM by Antonia Fraser

007 My hero / Ernest Shepard by Richard Holmes
008 My hero / JG Ballard by Will Self
009 My hero / Alan Ross by William Boyd
010 My hero / Ben the labrador by John Banville

011 My hero / Vicent van Gogh by Margaret Drabble
012 My hero / Franz Marek by Eric Hobsbawm

2010

017 My hero / Jack Yeats by Colm Tóibín
018 My hero / Francisco Goya by Diana Athill
019 My hero / Max Stafford-Clark by Sebastian Barry
020 My hero / Arthur Holmes by Richard Fortey

036 My hero / Robert Lowell by Jonathan Raban
037 My hero / Beryl Bainbridge by Michael Holroyd
038 My hero / Charles Schulz by Jenny Colgan
039 My hero / Oliver Knussen by Adam Foulds
040 My hero / Annie Proulx by Alan Warner

041 My hero / David Lynch by Paul Murray
042 My hero / Edwin Morgan by Robert Crawford
043 My hero / Anne Lister by Emma Donoghue
044 My hero / Jane Helen Harrinson by Mary Beard
045 My hero / Edmund Burke by David Marquand
046 My hero / Shelagh Deleaney by Jeanette Winterson
047 My hero / Christopher Marlowe by Val McDermid
048 My hero / Gwen John by Anne Enright
049 My hero / Michael Mayne by Susan Hill
050 My hero / Stanley Spencer by Howard Jacobson

051 My hero / William Beveridge by Will Hutton
052 My hero / Jean McConville by Amanda Foreman
053 My hero / Alexander Pushkin by Elaine Feinstein
058 My hero / Cy Twombly by Edmund de Waal

2011
079 My hero / Gene Wolfe by Neil Gaiman
087 My hero / Alberto Moravia by John Burnside
096 My hero / Isaac Babel by AD Miller
097 Lucian Freud by Esi Edugyan
100 Thomas Tranströmer by Robin Robertson
102 My hero / David Hockney by Susan Hill

2012

190 My hero / Iris Murdoch by Charlotte Mendelson
194 My hero / René Descartes by James Kelman
199 My hero / Albert Camus by Geoff Dyer

2015
2016