Indeed. Both the England flag and the Union flag are pretty much non-existent in London outside of official buildings, unless there is an event or holiday (including sports). It’s more common to see other nation’s flags in windows, which is fair enough.
For speculative fiction? Weird fiction. I’ve lately been introduced to China Miéville via Embassytown, and now I’m halfway through his Perdido Street Station and loving it. Equally, the first couple of chapters from The Vorrh (B. Catling) captured me instantly. Looking forward to reading the others in the trilogy.
For sci-fi? I’d like to see more of the biopunk side: bioengineering exploration in difficult conditions. None of this perfectly-functioning hydroponic lifeship stuff. I want things to leak, to rattle, to break. I want this to include the subset of things that is people. I want the setting to be dark and cramped and claustrophobic. I want an entire genre of Starfish.
I’ve made a few attempts, but it feels so very wrong. Defiling of a sacred object, almost.
I plan to find some older second-hand books with markings already made by others and see if that dissolves the mental barrier. Perhaps it may be made easier if it is a copy of a title I already own.
We’re going back a ways, and I might be stretching the premise of the question a bit, but: Animorphs. The last part in the series (The Answer and The Beginning) and, by extension, the series itself.
If anybody cares, there are a lot of spoilers incoming.
Context
Animorphs is about kids turning into animals and fighting creepy aliens. That’s what the blurbs said, that’s what the wacky covers looked like, that’s what the age rating implied and so and that’s what parents believed.
No. Animorphs is about child soldiers, recruited and thrust into a secret insurgency, and the full first-person experience that entails. The books are often harrowing, and the kids are broken, over and over, both mentally and physically. They lose lives and limbs. They lose friends and family. They each murder hundreds of living things with tooth and claw, unable to escape the immediate visceral nature of their actions and the aftermath. Dozens of innocent, controlled living things. They lose themselves.
And how could they not? They have discovered a a race of mind-controlling parasites that work by infiltration. If one of the children were uncovered or captured, they would undergo complete mental subjugation, unable to control their thoughts, voice, body. Their memories and secrets would be an open book to the slug wrapped around their brain, which would act out their behaviours flawlessly to manipulate their family and friends into the same fate while they watched from eyes they no longer control, a prisoner in their own mind. And this has already happened to family members. They can’t know who can be trusted. Paranoia is an understatement.
Off the top of my head, some parts in this first-person narrative that “disturbed, distressed, shocked, traumatized, or unsettled” primary school me:
There are many, many more. It’s a long series. I’m stopping the list purely in the interests of time and post length.
The ending
So, the books I mentioned above were a two-book (they were short, ~300 pages combined) culmination of ~60 works, bringing the whole thing to a close after a big final fight. Bad guys lose, good guys win, live happily ever after.
Except it didn’t, and they didn’t. It was a war, and it was the consequences of war, and it was the aftermath of war, and then it was more war. I’ll let the author’s note, published later, say it all (though emphasis mine):
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Dear Animorphs Readers:
Quite a number of people seem to be annoyed by the final chapter in the Animorphs story. There are a lot of complaints that I let Rachel die. That I let Visser Three/One live. That Cassie and Jake broke up. That Tobias seems to have been reduced to unexpressed grief. That there was no grand, final fight-to-end-all-fights. That there was no happy celebration. And everyone is mad about the cliffhanger ending.
So I thought I’d respond.
Animorphs was always a war story. Wars don’t end happily. Not ever. Often relationships that were central during war, dissolve during peace. Some people who were brave and fearless in war are unable to handle peace, feel disconnected and confused. Other times people in war make the move to peace very easily. Always people die in wars. And always people are left shattered by the loss of loved ones.
That’s what happens, so that’s what I wrote. Jake and Cassie were in love during the war, and end up going their seperate ways afterward. Jake, who was so brave and capable during the war is adrift during the peace. Marco and Ax, on the other hand, move easily past the war and even manage to use their experience to good effect. Rachel dies, and Tobias will never get over it. That doesn’t by any means cover everything that happens in a war, but it’s a start.
Here’s what doesn’t happen in war: there are no wondrous, climactic battles that leave the good guys standing tall and the bad guys lying in the dirt. Life isn’t a World Wrestling Federation Smackdown. Even the people who win a war, who survive and come out the other side with the conviction that they have done something brave and necessary, don’t do a lot of celebrating. There’s very little chanting of ‘we’re number one’ among people who’ve personally experienced war.
I’m just a writer, and my main goal was always to entertain. But I’ve never let Animorphs turn into just another painless video game version of war, and I wasn’t going to do it at the end. I’ve spent 60 books telling a strange, fanciful war story, sometimes very seriously, sometimes more tongue-in-cheek. I’ve written a lot of action and a lot of humor and a lot of sheer nonsense. But I have also, again and again, challenged readers to think about what they were reading. To think about the right and wrong, not just the who-beat-who. And to tell you the truth I’m a little shocked that so many readers seemed to believe I’d wrap it all up with a lot of high-fiving and backslapping. Wars very often end, sad to say, just as ours did: with a nearly seamless transition to another war.
So, you don’t like the way our little fictional war came out? You don’t like Rachel dead and Tobias shattered and Jake guilt-ridden? You don’t like that one war simply led to another? Fine. Pretty soon you’ll all be of voting age, and of draft age. So when someone proposes a war, remember that even the most necessary wars, even the rare wars where the lines of good and evil are clear and clean, end with a lot of people dead, a lot of people crippled, and a lot of orphans, widows and grieving parents.
If you’re mad at me because that’s what you have to take away from Animorphs, too bad. I couldn’t have written it any other way and remained true to the respect I have always felt for Animorphs readers.
K.A. Applegate
(I hope the spoiler tags work…)
The whole thing shaped my childhood mind and the adult I’ve come to be. I think we all need to be disturbed from time to time, or else where can compassion and empathy really grow from?