Robert Reed. A Billion Eves.
Originally in : Asimovs, Oct/Nov 2006
Last year I wrote:
A complex and initially very satisfying story. The story beings is a just-slightly-off-kilter rural American, describing a family vacation in a battered old car which is doomed to failure. Scarily, part of the background is that the trip is against a backdrop of women disappearing : there are 'missing' posters up everywhere, and there are secure places for women at the gas stations - and that there it is a very patriarchal society. The whys and wherefores of this are intriguing - it could in fact be contemporary America, as there are evidently equally bizarre 'religions' in that big country.
The opening sequences ends with a nerve-jangling potential confrontation takes place with a gun-toting man with an old school bus, with a cargo which sends jitters around the family.
The background to the story is gradually revealed, and we find that we are on an alternate Earth, founded by the First Father, who came across from Old Earth using 'ripper' technology, which creates a rent in the small gaps between the branes of the millions of alternate Earths. And this Earth has seen sprung up a range of religions, each with their own perspective on this First Father. The further details are somewhat bizarre, for the First Father was a young student who in fact stole a 'ripper' and took himself and a dorm full of college girls off to this Brave New World.
The story of the young daughter, Kala, progresses, going forward several years, whilst more of the backdrop is revealed, including an attempted abduction of her by a young man who is one of a party who themselves are about to set off to another alternate world, to create another Eden.
An excellent piece of inventive society-building, with the only slight problem for me being that structure of the story, in that it feels like a compressed novel, with several key peaks in it, which would work well at a greater length. But for a novella, perhaps just a couple too many peaks in it, as with each peak there is a bit of a surprise that the reader hasn't crested the summit, but that another peak awaits. But that's being a bit picky I suppose, as a lot of stories barely manage the odd hillock, let alone a mountain stage of the Tour de France.
Conclusion.
A collection more in tune with my preferences than last year's, with the exclusion of Analog stories being the primary cause of that. Interestingly, Horton picked three stories which I had indicated that Hartwell's 12th could/should have included (the Shunn, Reed and Rowe stories). It's a good collection, albeit with a couple of weak stories, and I'm tempted to rate this above the Hartwell collection, despite that volume having more stories, as there are more top quality stories in the Horton collection.
In terms of bang for buck I'm expecting a good deal from the forthcoming Strahan and Dozois collections. In the meantime, I'm off to explore the quantum branes to find the world in which this volume included stories by Haldeman, Reynolds and Swanwick. The cover of the book has obviously leaked into Amazon-space in this brane, as evidenced by the cover picture above....
copyright Mark Watson 7th July 2007