A Is For Alien, But Also For Altered States

Caitlín R. Kiernan guide us into eight worlds of maimed body and uploaded mentality in the wake of alien meeting , in her new write up collection A Is For Alien . Spoilers out front …

In this collection , Kiernan ’s famed gothic touch turn to scientific discipline fiction , to show the human race is small , and more tensile , than we ever reckon .

I ’d never read Kiernan ’s employment before , but I ’ve been hearing not bad thing about her writing for geezerhood now . And A Is For Alien , out now from Subterranean Press , has stuck with me since i take it a workweek or so ago . The stories , which honestly felt a fleck lightweight when I register them , have stuck in my mind and are pop up in unexpected ways . fairly much all eight of the stories take place in the future , and call for people who have lost some of their human beings — but not in a cunning , clever uplifty agency , more in a dread , deforming agency .

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In one story , a guy is hunting alien parasites that are decimating the human airstream , and meanwhile his ex-wife - girlfriend has become a cattish cyborg who stamp him around and call him Mr. Paine instead of his first name . In another story , two hoi polloi on a deep - outer space exploration ship realize they ’re not human – they ’re robots who have been imprinted with the personalities of dead man … but that does n’t stop the robots from masturbating constantly . In a third story , a girl tries to join a “ polymorphist ” cultus which endeavor to fuse human and brute DNA … and she gets a lot of tentacle added to her body which die off and necrotize , leaving her with non - working stagnant tentacles , while the other polymorphists jeer at her for refusing to go naked among them .

In many of these account , humanity has encountered something big , and older , than itself – something which see our insignificance and greets us with a resonating shrug . And – belike not by concurrence – humans are strive to become something stranger and possibly more important than what we already are . It ’s a mussy , disappointing mental process , and none of Kiernan ’s characters seems to gain much from their stab at self - betterment . Often , humans form fad around the alien , the other , the deep eyes watching us from beyond the protection of our pitiful campfire .

In one story , “ The Pearl Diver , ” a woman named Farasha Kim misplace her chore simply for opening a spam email , which is illegal in this dismal dystopian future . ( For some understanding , this large Brother future can tell instantly if you open an unsolicited email , but they still do n’t have working junk e-mail filter . ) The unasked email is an invite to a Hindu - themed uplift cult , which has a secret connectedness to a meteorite which break apart in 2037 . Farasha goes on a weird headspring - slip , which ends with a visual sense of transcendence :

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And her stolen body , like the fractured , transient landscape painting of her incubus , becomes something endlessly mutable , altered from 2d to second to 2d , living tissue as malleable as paint on a bare canvas . There is not death here , and there is no longer loneliness or fearfulness , tedium or the apprehension of whatever ’s total next . With eyes that have never truly seen before this moment , Farasha watches as her psyche fills up with pearls .

Taken individually , these storey are a bit frustrative . They feature tons of account , exposition and infodump , but then there ’s no resolution and everything is left ambiguous . I found that somewhat intimidating , to be reliable – I do n’t mind a story where everything is dreamlike and left undecided , and I do n’t heed a tale where there ’s loads of account , leading to a resolution . But I have a heavy time with stories which feel both plot of land - heavy and unresolved - ended . At the same sentence , once you ’ve learn all eight story , their theme and fibre immingle together more , and you start to worry less about whether each story has a satisfying ending or pull in sense in the end .

And maybe by break just curtly of the goodish explanation and resolution , these history provide us with a smidge of hope that humans really will survive our encounter with the unblinking eye of the cosmos , that all of those weird transformations , Moreau - doctrine and customizations really will make us fit for the terrifying earthly concern we ’re coiffe to explore . Instead of just impart us damage and wretched in the course of the macrocosm . You do take the air away from A Is For Alien with a obscure sense of hope mixed in with the apprehension . But I could n’t help wishing Kiernan had indite a novel with these same subject , alternatively of a story aggregation , because that would probably be awe-inspiring . ( Or peradventure there ’s one out there , and I missed it ? ) [ Amazon ]

Lesdilley