Is Becky Chambers the Last Hope for Science Fiction?
Some of what he knows is used to prioritize professionalism, writing little fictional stories, mostly fantasy, adapted to his favorite books and movies. Chambers’ mother introduced him to Tolkien; Star Wars and Star Trek are the mainstays of the movies of the night; he was worried about Sailor Moon. When Chambers 12, Contact went out. To explore the unknown, to meet aliens “through a female protagonist,” Chambers says, “it touched me.” After that, he started reading Carl Sagan, the beginning of his passion for space.
However, looking up and distracting the Chambers from looking inward, in the “complete absence” he felt was central to his childhood. “Who I am, where I belong, what kind of life I can expect,” he said, “and just nothing.” Later, at 13, Chambers meets a woman in a science class whose older sister has a close gay friend. “I mean, oh, that’s an option?” Chambers remembers thinking. “Well, my whole life is reasonable now.” It would be many years before she was comfortable being out with her parents. When she did it, Mom was very good; Dad, not so much. “It was really bad at first, you know,” he said, pausing slightly. Even if he’s “a lot around,” Chambers said, he still doesn’t want to talk about it.
In Chambers ’books, humans – the word he uses not just for humans but for all member species of his so -called Galactic Commons – don’t come out. They just don’t have to. “I don’t have terms for gay, straight, etc.,” he said. “People are who they are and they bring home whoever they bring home and they love who they love.” on The Long Road, Rosemary, a human woman, develops feelings for a female alien reptile bird named Sissix. Rosemary “leaned,” Chambers wrote in a causal scene, “running a smooth finger-to-finger length of one of Sissix’s feathers.” When I told Chambers that one of me (straight man) who was with me, who was reading the book, couldn’t believe that people really wanted to have sex with giant lizards, he was shocked. Is he already on the internet?
The internet where a college-age Chambers met his future wife, Berglaug Asmundardottir. In a Star Trek roleplaying forum, that’s exactly. Asmundardottir is not, as far as we know, a human lizard; he is, simply, I Islandic. If Chambers mentions him, the light in the room will somehow brighten and soften immediately. In the Acknowledgments section of each of the Wayfarers books, Chambers thanks his wife in a new way. Record a Spaceborn Few: “Berglaug is unbelievable.” A Closed and Common Orbit: “The best part of every day.” The Galaxy, and the Ground inside: “If a scrap of my writing survives on me, I want it to say I love him, and so I’ll write it wherever I can.”
After college, Chambers moved with Asmundardottir to Edinburgh. The plan was to find work on the theater scene there-that’s what Chambers studied at school-but it never ended. A few years later, they moved to I Iceland, where Chambers freelanced for publications in the United States, while writing dialogue and scenes for the unchanged story of strange errors in space. For a long time, Chambers didn’t think “this is a real book,” he said. “As for me, no one wants to read this. It’s not a real story. There are no planets exploding.” That is, the tension, is in. It’s from the characters.
When I suggested to Chambers that the narratives in his novels reflect the exit process – a lot of tension, very little plot – he stopped. “I think… I think that’s right,” he said. “It’s not one of those known things, but I really think that’s fair.” Whatever the reason, the story has changed. With the help of a small following he built as a freelancer, with the interest of a few strangers, Chambers financed himself with the Kickstarter novel that became A Long Road to a Small, Angry Planet. Among other positive announcements, it is called io9 “The most exciting space opera” of the year.