There are a good solid hundred things that make alternate histories
fascinating to me, but there are 3 reasons why, every week at my local
bookstore, I sadly return most alt histories to the shelf, unbought and never
to be read:
a.
a
huge fraction are about what are viewed as the critical moments in making the
modern US: the Civil War and World War II.
b.
an
equally huge fraction are about a simple reversal of result: the other side wins a critical battle,
an election, etc. and emerges in charge
c.
almost
all are about either very high level people, or nobodies caught up in the sweep
of events, and
(c2) the whole future of the future history (or returning to our timeline) depends on that main character, OR the main character is truly a nobody and the story is just about their personal adjustment.
(c2) the whole future of the future history (or returning to our timeline) depends on that main character, OR the main character is truly a nobody and the story is just about their personal adjustment.
c includes c2. Technically speaking it's two things I
don't like, and the total should be four. But I'd say c and c2 are two faces of
the same problem.
There are just too many times when I pick up the book and
read
When the South won the war in 1862, General Custer thought he'd retired forever, but the Lakota who was standing straight and proud on his front porch seemed too obstinate to turn away. 'My nation would like to hire you,' the man said, without preamble.
or
"Terrain so perfect for tanks, since Russia I have not seen," General Guderian said, to nobody. I was the nobody. My job was to fetch his things when he yelled for them. He'd grabbed me out of the rubble after the Germans atom-bombed St. Louis and forced the crossing at Eads Bridge. I didn't know if Mama or the little ones were all right, but since they'd been in St. Louis that day, I tried not to think about it much. "Is not Oz in Kansas, girl?" When I tried to explain, he laughed and slapped me. I didn't really mind. As long as I was careful to speak German so badly, he'd never realize how much I understood of what he said.
and in the first case I think, "dull exercise in
stuff blowing up, assuages white guilt if they don't think too much, Custer's a
pretty bizarre and interesting man so they're going to use their research on
him to liven it up." In the second
case I think, "Coming of age story, Nazi US, heroic girl in Resistance."
And in both cases, back to the shelf it goes, not so much
because the ideas are intrinsically bad but because, as Elton John would put
it, I've seen that movie too.
We are in a decade when every brazen idol has clay feet
and yet gets to remain an idol (though we assure ourselves a better understood
one). Nowadays our stories assure us that the powerless will eventually receive
some kind of grudging half-justice, that all pain and suffering happens
somewhere else to provide amusement for our jaded palates or self-gratulation
at our own ability to empathize, and the most interesting thing in the universe
is what it all means that we are who we are.
And you may have all that, and welcome to it. I realize
that's what most of you want to read (as a marketing intelligence analyst, I
must concede the evidence is overwhelming on that point). I like other things,
and I'm not finding a lot of other things among the alternate histories.
Now, I will freely admit most of the alt history I've
written suffers from these three-almost-four problems, too. At one time I
thought I wrote to please people (and get money), and read to please myself
(and get some very different things), but as I grow older I find my compartment
walls are collapsing, and I really only want to write books that it would make
me happy to read. So feel free to apply everything I've just said to Finity,
Union Fires, Wartide, or Patton's Spaceship. Truly, it's only fair.
Nonetheless, professional as it may have been for me as a
writer to suck it up and do that, as a reader, it sucks, and I wish I'd done
something more interesting.
The fundamental problem with all those Roads Too Often
Taken, IMGDO, is that they're worn down by successive passages of Dumb. Lots of
other things could have happened besides what did happen and the One Popular
Alternative. There is life, meaning, and interest between the ranks of Generalissimo
and Scullery Maid Third Class.
Goodness, my writing has certainly been attacked by capitals in the last paragraph. Worse than bedbugs -- they suck just as much blood and are harder to get rid of.
Well, anyway, back to the topic: in most of the great conflicts of history,
most people haven't been fighting about the great conflict at all. That's a
point so simple that even the movies can grasp it: no matter how many times Tom
Hanks recited the importance of taking Cherbourg in Saving Private Ryan, in fact almost all the motivations in that
pretty-good movie, beginning with his desire for a summer Sunday hammock, were
immediate and personal (as most likely were the motives of the people in the
real world).
So a plea to my fellow alt-history writers: Let's go somewhere else this next time, okay, guys? One too
many trips to Disneyland can make me think I might want to go on the
microbrewery tour of Omaha, at least, if not spend a year learning tango in
Buenos Aires or take a photo expedition to Bhutan.
So with that in mind, and because one of my
tutees is struggling with combinatorics currently, I started thinking ...
•five different historical turning points, and let's throw in some that didn't happen, times
•five ways things could be different instead of simple reversal, times
•a combination of twenty (five roles other than the standard kings-or-nobodies, times four issues that are neither fate-of-the-universe nor just-we-few),
•five different historical turning points, and let's throw in some that didn't happen, times
•five ways things could be different instead of simple reversal, times
•a combination of twenty (five roles other than the standard kings-or-nobodies, times four issues that are neither fate-of-the-universe nor just-we-few),
would be 500 possible alt
histories.
Which
would supply me with plenty of reading for a long time.
So, fellow
writers, before you read on ...
1. What's your favorite toe?
2. What's your favorite vowel?
3. What's your favorite continent?
4. Jeans or slacks?
5. Chocolate or maple?
Bet you
can figure this out on your own. Your next alt history novel features an
alternate outcome to the event in Table 1 (which your piggie selected), of the
type found in Table 2 (your favorite vowel), with a hero/heroine from Table 3, and whose
goal/drive/main purpose is a permutation of your answers to questions 4 and 5.
TABLE 1.
Divergence Point. Note that two of these are could-have-beens that didn't
happen in our timeline, a much-neglected subgenre.
Went to
market
|
Great
Turkish War (or War of the Holy League)
|
Stayed
home
|
US
Election Crisis/End of Reconstruction 1876-77
|
Had
roast beef
|
Taiping
Rebellion
|
Had
none
|
Navigators
from the Mughal Empire discover gold in western Australia, circa 1600
|
Went
wee wee wee all the way home
|
West
African religious leader proscribes slavery and slave trade circa 1650, wipes
out European forts, establishes
trans-Sahara "gun road" to Ottomans, begins modernization with
Ottoman assistance
|
Table 2. What
made a difference from our timeline
Where the
event from Table 1 did NOT happen in our timeline, this can be either a reason
it does happen, or something that derails the process
A
|
Negotiated
settlement by a genius diplomat or political or business leader
|
E
|
Major
player (real or your addition) removed by personal scandal
|
I
|
Financial,
organizational, or public relations wizard (not in our timeline) opens up new
possibilities
|
O
|
Strike,
mutiny, or other underclass rebellion alters balance between contending
powers
|
U or Y
|
Botched
intelligence operation/cover up
|
TABLE 3.
Protagonist's role in society
Africa
|
An aide
or trusted assistant to a major player
|
Eurasia
|
An
unworldly scholar or academic from an unexpected background
|
North
America +Australia
|
The
secret lover of a middle-level person who is privy to an important secret
|
South
America
|
A small
businessperson with a dream of making it big
|
Antarctica
|
A
liaison officer between two allied but not friendly sides
|
TABLE
3-2. What the protagonist must do or is tasked to do
|
Jeans
|
Slacks
|
Chocolate
|
return home to deal with an
urgent family crisis
|
covertly bring evidence of
wrongdoing to the attention of an avenger
|
Maple
|
complete a normally routine task
made nearly impossible by other events
|
prevent or ameliorate a small
injustice that only s/he knows about
|
So, and
just for some examples for grins:
Had none, O, Eurasia, Maple-Jeans
would lead to:
(Generalized version) In a world where navigators from the
Mughal Empire discover gold in western Australia, circa 1600, but a strike,
mutiny, or other underclass rebellion alters the balance between the contending
powers, an unworldly scholar or academic from an unexpected background must complete
a normally routine task made nearly impossible by other events.
(Made specific) In 1792, in a world where Australian gold
discovered during the reign of Akbar the Great drove economic expansion and
made the Mughal Empire both the master of India and fully capable of dealing
with the European powers as an equal, at a mining technical institute in what
would be Esperance in our timeline, an ascetic Buddhist scholar from modern day
Sri Lanka who teaches the equivalent of a "current events" class has
to explain the French Revolution to a class of miners' kids shortly after a
failed strike; she has to somehow please both the local Mughal political
commissioner, who wants no trouble and has grave doubts about allowing women to
teach, and the head of the school, a passionate feminist (perhaps under the
influence of Mary Woolstonecraft?) who insists that the outside world be
brought into the classroom and discussed. All this, of course, on a desert
coast a zillion miles from anywhere.
Or
suppose you have
Went to market, Y, Antarctica,
Chocolate Slacks
You might get to: A hundred years after the Great Turkish
War ended with the Turkish border established at the Danube, the Alps, and the
Adriatic, thanks to the swift, bold actions of Merzifonlu
Kara Mustafa Pasha during the siege in 1683, young French military cadets
Jean-Jacques Anonyme and Napoleon Bonaparte are assigned as clerks to Louis
XVI's liaison with the northern Turkish armies; they're talking about dividing
Germany between them once and for all. Bored, and with little to do, they read
through old records, to discover that Kara Mustafa's secret of success was a
brilliant intelligence service: one that still exists, and that is quietly
plotting against Louis XVI, via the literary salons of Paris...
Anyway, you get the idea. Or the
other 498 ideas. Go write some of those, or some of the others, or whatever.
Or
just write to tell me that dammit, Barnes, Roast beef-E-Africa-Maple-Jeans has not
only already been done, it won a Sideways Award last year. But please, anything that keeps me from
picking up one more Civil War reversal in which Ralph Waldo Emerson and his boy
assistant Thomas Edison team up to invent the tank, but are stopped cold by
Stonewall Jackson's Air Force dive bombers, as flown by Frank James and Cole Younger... that would be a step in the right direction.