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And to other stuff- I'm reading James Burkard's 'Eternal Life Inc.' The back cover says "it's a new kind of science-fiction..." and states that it combines '...physics and metaphysics in a fast paced adventure...'

This has got me thinking, mainly of two thing:

1. when did science fiction become 'science-fiction?'
and
2. Anyone know of any other science fiction authors who combine physics and metaphysics?
It doesn't need to be a fast paced adventure...
 
And to other stuff- I'm reading James Burkard's 'Eternal Life Inc.' The back cover says "it's a new kind of science-fiction..." and states that it combines '...physics and metaphysics in a fast paced adventure...'

This has got me thinking, mainly of two thing:

1. when did science fiction become 'science-fiction?'
and
2. Anyone know of any other science fiction authors who combine physics and metaphysics?
It doesn't need to be a fast paced adventure...

Ursula K. Le Guin to some extent, the physics of interstellar travel and the Ansible come from from where Physics meet Meta. Esp The Dispossessed & The Left Hand of Darkness.
 
quite like Ms Le Guin. The left hand of darkness was one of the first S-F books I read..
 
quite like Ms Le Guin. The left hand of darkness was one of the first S-F books I read..

I prefer it to The Dispossessed, but both are masterpieces.

I got started on Asimov, Clarke, Heinlein, Andre Norton. Moved on to Dick and Le Guin.

Actually my first SF book was Tom Swift & His Giant Robot, won it at a fancy-dress comp when I was 8. Even then I knew which side I was on, I went as Sitting Bull.
 
When it stopped being called 'scientifiction'.
I've never known it called anything but "science fiction" (without the hyphen)!

Frank Herbert with 'Dune'?
To me, he combined nothing other than tedium and pretentiousness. Honestly, I dragged myself through the 6 books, and ended up giving them away, just to be rid of them. If anyone asked me to explain them now, I'd struggle to make it sound like they made any kind of sense.
 
Hugo Gernsback coined the 'scientifiction' term, which eventually morphed into 'science fiction'.
These days, it's been cheapened and shortened into 'sci-fi'. Yuk. I prefer the 'SF' abbreviation.
 
I've never known it called anything but "science fiction" (without the hyphen)!


To me, he combined nothing other than tedium and pretentiousness. Honestly, I dragged myself through the 6 books, and ended up giving them away, just to be rid of them. If anyone asked me to explain them now, I'd struggle to make it sound like they made any kind of sense.

I stopped after the first three books. Perhaps I remember it more fondly because of that.
 
Hugo Gernsback coined the 'scientifiction' term, which eventually morphed into 'science fiction'.
These days, it's been cheapened and shortened into 'sci-fi'. Yuk. I prefer the 'SF' abbreviation.

I think I've mentioned it before on here, but according to Brian Aldiss most writers in the 60's and 70's used the term "sci-fi" with contempt.
 
I think I've mentioned it before on here, but according to Brian Aldiss most writers in the 60's and 70's used the term "sci-fi" with contempt.

Harlan Ellison certainly hates it, the reason appears to be it was invented by Forrest J. Ackerman who was a superfan but didn't contribute much of worth to the genre artistically. Or so it was perceived.
 
Forrest Ackerman acted as a curator of many rare publications, works of art and memorabilia, and his Ackermansion collection was a museum of SF.
I think his contribution is difficult to quantify, yes - but there's no doubt that he did promote the genre.
 
A couple of books that stands prominent in my memory was "A Canticle for Leibowitz", and, Stranger in a Strange Land.
 
Who Won Science Fiction’s Hugo Awards, and Why It Matters

SINCE 1953, TO be nominated for a Hugo Award, among the highest honors in science fiction and fantasy writing, has been a dream come true for authors who love time travel, extraterrestrials and tales of the imagined future. Past winners of the rocket-shaped trophy—nominated and voted on by fans—include people like Isaac Asimov, Arthur C. Clarke, Harlan Ellison, Philip K. Dick, and Robert A. Heinlein. In other words: the Gods of the genre.

But in recent years, as sci-fi has expanded to include storytellers who are women, gays and lesbians, and people of color, the Hugos have changed, too. At the presentation each August, the Gods with the rockets in their hands have been joined by Goddesses and those of other ethnicities and genders and sexual orientations, many of whom want to tell stories about more than just spaceships.

Early this year, that shift sparked a backlash: a campaign, organized by three white, male authors, that resulted in a final Hugo ballot dominated by mostly white, mostly male nominees. While the leaders of this two-pronged movement—one faction calls itself the Sad Puppies and the other the Rabid Puppies—broke no rules, many sci-fi writers and fans felt they had played dirty, taking advantage of a loophole in an arcane voting process that enables a relatively few number of voters to dominate. Motivated by Puppygate, meanwhile, a record 11,300-plus people bought memberships to the 73rd World Science Fiction Convention in Spokane, Washington, where the Hugo winners were announced Saturday night.

http://www.wired.com/2015/08/won-science-fictions-hugo-awards-matters/
 
Just finished The Quy Effect by Arthur Sellings (Science fiction book club, 1968). This is very much the kind of science fiction that nobody,but nobody ,seems to be writing anymore i.e `domestic science fiction`, which begins in the familiar world that we know and proceeds form there. Wells, John Whyndam. Lovecraft's cirlce and Nigel Kneale all proceeded from this basis and you might like it, if like me, your weary of the galaxy spanning space opera epics that dominate the genre now (Book Three in the Chronicles of the world of Gogotha, etc).

Until relatively recently the Horror genre was the last repository of this kind of fantasy, but that too now has been superseded by, well, `Paranormal romance` and Vampiric alternate histories, and the like.

Anyway, it's a well written and though-provoking novel - but the central character, a scientist is so damned irritating (who wrote the rule that all scientists have to be Cheery-but emotionally-Obtuse in these kinds of stories?)

Good luck with finding it: I stumbled on mine in a remote rural second hand bookshop in northern England that specialised in books on fishing and mountain climbing!
 
Forrest Ackerman acted as a curator of many rare publications, works of art and memorabilia, and his Ackermansion collection was a museum of SF.
I think his contribution is difficult to quantify, yes - but there's no doubt that he did promote the genre.

Promotion, certainly, but he was a nostalgist primarily, stuck in a rose-tinted past. Tim Lucas's anecdote about visiting the Ackermansion once and being dismayed to see the exhibits lying around unpreserved, collecting dust and falling to pieces sticks in my mind.
 
The Most Secretive Woman in
the History of Science Fiction
This month marks the centennial of sci-fi author James Tiptree, Jr., a man who was as fictional as his make-believe charactersby Ted Gioia

Who is the most mysterious sci-fi author of them all?

Maybe that fellow L. Ron Hubbard, who decided that a religion from outer space had a better payback than stories about outer space? Or perhaps Philip K. Dick, who was convinced he had been possessed by the spirit of the prophet Elijah? And let’s not forget Cordwainer Smith, who apparently believed that he lived part-time on an alien planet.

But I insist that we add James Tiptree, Jr. to this list. August 24 marks the 100th anniversary of Tiptree's birth, and it is an event well worth celebrating. One of my favorite genre writers, Tiptree earned a shelf full of major awards for short stories and novellas back in the 1970s and 1980s. And Tiptree's fame lives on posthumously. Three years ago, Tiptree was inducted into the Science Fiction Hall of Fame. Every year the James Tiptree, Jr. Award is given to a work of sci-fi and fantasy that explores gender roles.

But there never was a James Tiptree, Jr.

When Tiptree was a rising star of the science fiction world, any fan who tried to phone the author learned that no one by that name was listed in the directory. No author photos could be found on the jacket sleeves of Tiptree’s books. All requests for public appearances were declined. Influential sci-fi writers and editors who hoped to meet Tiptree in person found their overtures rebuffed.

David Gerrold, screenwriter for the famous "Trouble with Tribbles" screenplay on Star Trek, even went to Tiptree's mailing address in Alexandria, Virginia, a large rambling home in a wooded area. Knocking on the door, he was greeted by a diminutive, middle-aged woman who was puzzled by her visitor’s request to meet James Tiptree, Jr. She had no idea who he was talking about.

But this absence of firsthand knowledge hardly stopped the sci-fi community from speculating about the hot new writer on the scene. Tiptree was "a man of 50 or 55, I guess, possibly unmarried, fond of outdoor life, restless in his everyday existence," speculated Robert Silverberg in his introduction to Tiptree's Warm Worlds and Otherwise.
Silverberg mentions in passing rumors that Tiptree might be a woman, but was quick to dismiss these suggestions as "absurd"—then added: "there is something ineluctably masculine about Tiptree's writings."

Readers who wanted the inside scoop on James Tiptree, Jr. would have done better to skip Silverberg's introduction, and instead mull over the title to one of the most provocative stories in the collection, a tale named “The Women Men Don’t See.” That describes the writer of these stories much better than any of the details in the standard author's bio. ...

http://conceptualfiction.com/james_tiptree.html
 
Excellent author. Tragic ending to her life.
 
Tricia Sullivan on the difficulties of being true her own SF vision.

Who walks away

When I was 27 my then-husband introduced me to his editor. Ray Roberts was also Thomas Pynchon’s editor, and a truly lovely man: soft-spoken, thoughtful, and endlessly patient with the foolishness of youth. Back then I didn’t want to be a science fiction writer. I had cut my teeth on science fiction in books and onscreen, but much of what I saw on the genre shelves in the mid-1990s was deeply disappointing to me. Most of it I had no wish to emulate.

Maybe that right there is where I went wrong. I wanted science fiction to be a literature of possibilities, of imagination, of human progress, not just a collection of tropes.

In 1996 I had sent my second novel, Someone to Watch Over Me, to Russell Galen. He pounced on it, read it like lightning, faxed something like, ‘This book has so much potential. If you changed X to Y, foregrounded the Japanese scientist, made it into a thriller and took out the Z, I could get you six figures and a movie deal in a heartbeat. As it is, you’ve got a mass-market original and I’m just not interested in that.’ ...

http://triciasullivan.com/2015/08/22/who-walks-away/
 
Absurdly awesome covers from 1930s boys' magazine: The Hotspur

The Hotspur was a boy's story newspaper from Britain that launched in 1933 and featured fantastical covers with giant monsters, robots, and extraterrestrials in conflict with stalwart humans.

http://boingboing.net/2015/08/24/absurdly-awesome-covers-from-1.html

A few cryptozoological illustrations in there too...
 
Highly original and funny.
 
How can you be a film FX guy and not like SF?
 
How can you be a film FX guy and not like SF?

SF bores me. I'll try to brain fart practical makeup SF F/X I've enjoyed ... I could talk for hours about Rob Bottin's ground breaking work on The Thing (he booked himself into hospital on completion), I enjoyed the creation of SIL in the film 'Species' ... umm .. then there was that bit where that alien burst of John Hurts chest I suppose (looks shit today and hasn't stood the test of time) ... umm .. the rest have been forehead and cheek bone appliances or cheap looking masks/costumes or lazy CGI. Ray Santilli's fake alien corpse world exclusive reveal was a pretty good creation with the bloated stomach .. I could almost smell that prop.
 
That's sci-fi-horror hybrids, though. I don't suppose you never fell in love with E.T. like Michael Jackson did, or wanted to join Richard Dreyfus at the end of Close Encounters, or have the Terminator inform you he'd be back?
 
"or wanted to join Richard Dreyfus at the end of Close Encounters"

Pick me! pick me!
 
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