Genre: Science
Fiction
Description:
The
novel follows John Chant from about age 5 until around age 30, when he meets
the (other) love of his life. Occasionally the book claims to be a memoir, but
I came to believe this was part of the fiction. The things that happen to John,
and that he makes happen, would curl the hair of any normal parent. John does
not have normal parents. His parents are scientists: they do not appear to have
a safety cut-off. There is a lab in the garage. John, boy and man, has a vivid
imagination.
Author:
C W Johnson trained in theoretical physics, mathematics,
computers, science fiction, poetry and ‘many other impractical topics’. He is
currently a professor of physics in the US. He has published short fiction in “science
fiction magazines such as Analog, Asimov’s, and others” as well as poetry. His
early SF influences were Joanna Russ, Peter S Beagle, Tim Powers, Algis Budrys
and (the most important to him) Kim Stanley Robinson. Poets who influenced him
include Becky Larkin, Shannon Marquez Maguire and Sue Owens. There are other C
W Johnsons writing fiction, but this is our C W Johnson’s first novel.
Appraisal:
The first thing to say is that this is the
best self-published novel I have read this year. I honestly don’t understand how it hasn’t
been picked up by a major publisher and taken off like Andy Weir’s The
Martian did.
There is obviously something of the author’s
own life in it (although, for those inclined to try and repeat his experiments,
he claims that he has skewed the science so you can’t build a probability drive
out of sticky-backed plastic and cardboard).
The book is clever, sad and funny by turns –
and, occasionally, all at once. The prose is entirely reliable: it tells you
what you need to know then moves briskly on. Only later do you realise that as
well as moving on, it is circling back around. The necessary coincidences feel
unforced. Several metaphorical firearms are hung over the fictional fireplace
and all are fired in due course, to laugh-out-loud or sharp-intake-of-breath
effect.
If you were to mash together pretty much any
bit of Kurt Vonnegut, a couple of scenes out of Back to the Future, Planet
of the Apes, and Curse of the Thirty Foot Woman with an episode of The
Big Bang Theory and one of Father Knows Best you might produce
something like this book.
You do not need to know anything about
science to enjoy this book. You do not need ever to have read anything else
labelled ‘Science Fiction’. This is a completely stand-alone, one-of-a-kind
novel. I recommend it to you unreservedly.
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Issues:
Rating: *****
Five Stars
Reviewed
by: Judi Moore
Approximate word count: 135-140,000 words
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