These are my thoughts on the Hugo-nominated novellas. If you're
planning to vote, you may wish not to read these notes until you have
done so.
The Ballad of Black Tom, by Victor LaValle: attempts to
rehabilitate The Horror at Red Hook by, first of all, harping on the
terrible lot of immigrants and non-white-people in New York in the
1920s, and then taking a different attitude to Malone, the
investigator in that story. Nobody comes off particularly well here,
and the overall feeling is pretty grim, but it's a better explanation
of why someone might choose to get involved with a world-ending cult
than I've read elsewhere.
The Dream-Quest of Vellitt Boe, by Kij Johnson: Vellitt Boe is the
Professor of Mathematics at the Women's College of the University of
Ulthar, and one of her students has run off with a man; but it's not
just a question of the effect on the College, because the fickle gods
of the Dreamlands are involved. The body of this is Boe's trek across
the Dreamlands, and that's excellent Lovecraftian pastiche, with the
necessary nods to the lack of non-white-male characters in Lovecraft's
work. This is all fine, if not outstanding. But it's right at the end,
when Boe makes it into the "real" world, that things really take off;
what a shame that this is such a tiny piece of the whole, when the
whole might have been the first chapters of something greater.
Every Heart a Doorway, by Seanan McGuire: I've bounced hard off
Seanan's novel-length writing, but this worked rather better for me.
Nancy went on an adventure into a magical world, and is looking for
the way back; her parents can't understand, and she's sent to a
special school, which turns out to be better than expected, as it's
specifically for the people (mostly girls) who've had such adventures
to try to come to terms with living without them. Because there are
lots of these worlds, and hardly anyone ever goes back. That's a
lovely setup, but it's then squandered on a very obvious murder
mystery; really, this feels like the script for the pilot episode of a
post-Buffy urban fantasy series, with everyone having the perfect
snappy comeback even when they're in deep emotional shock. The very
rote plot pushes everything into predictable patterns, and the story
would have been better off without it.
Penric and the Shaman, by Lois McMaster Bujold: the only one of
these that I wanted to write more than a paragraph about. By far the
strongest contender here, and not only because it's part of a greater
work; it doesn't spend all its time on setup, or assume that the twist
or the gimmick is enough to carry the rest of the story, but gets on
with the important stuff of plot and character.
A Taste of Honey, by Kai Ashante Wilson: strangely mundane
science-fantasy is the background for a forbidden-love story. I found
the background, which is sketched more than developed, more
interesting than the love, and I don't think that's because it's gay
male love; I think it's more that, as with Every Heart a Doorway,
the foregrounded story (family/society despises gayness, new lover
comes from a place where it's accepted, hard decision has to be made)
is very familiar, and the unusual background ("gods" with advanced
technology, "women's work" being mathematics and physics) is what I
find new and interesting. There's nothing like enough of that for me;
Wilson is more interested in writing about how nobody has ever been
gay before. That it's all chopped up out of order, and that the vast
majority of the story gheaf bhg gb or n qernz frdhrapr, are secondary
annoyances.
This Census-Taker, by China MiƩville: provided only as PDF, with
huge text on small pages, every one defaced by a massive "For Hugo
Consideration" watermark. I'm already not a fan of MiƩville, and while
I could probably strip the watermarks and convert it to a sensible
format I find in myself no inclination to fight through this
publisher's idiocy to get at the story. Del Rey, you should know by
now what happens when you slap your customers in the face with great
big "we don't trust you, you thief" signs.
Overall: it's great to see two solid pieces of modern Lovecraftiana
here, but the old hand is a clear winner for me.
Voting order:
- Penric and the Shaman, by Lois McMaster Bujold
- The Dream-Quest of Vellitt Boe, by Kij Johnson
- The Ballad of Black Tom, by Victor LaValle
- Every Heart a Doorway, by Seanan McGuire
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