Stevo Darkly wrote:I do remember reading one of the stories that won a Hugo last year, "If You Were a Dinosaur, My Love," and thinking, "What the hell is this? It's a potentially interesting experimental fragment, but is it even science fiction? Do I think it ranks among the best science fiction stories I've ever read?"
Mind, that story didn't actually win a Hugo. The winner for Short Story in 2014
was "The Water That Falls on You from Nowhere" by John Chu. (Oddly, this misunderstanding came up about "Dinosaur" elsewhere, which is why I know this off the top of my head.)
However, as a broader point, Hugo awards are for "best SF/F work in a category this year
", not "that work which is worth adding to the canon of eternal classics". I really liked Redshirts
, for instance, but it wasn't one of the best books I'd ever read. It was just a good book that won that year. Like a lot of awards, you get writers winning for stuff that isn't even their best work because their best work came out in a more competitive year and other random weirdness.
Stevo Darkly wrote:But again -- I'm not really worked up about the Hugo Awards, per se. Or, really, most of the personalities involved in it. And I don't know that anything on the Sad Puppies slate deserves to win any award. This particular hubbub is just a very small symptom of a broader struggle that I think I'm seeing in SF right now.
I'm not nearly as worked up as some acquaintances and friends of mine, but it does bother me.
I mean, sure, like I said, SF has never been immune to the sports bar (and considering the quality of most satirical SF, I wish I could
vaccinate writers against it), so there's always at least one political/ideological conflict. Fandom (especially Serious Ritual Fandom) is just a microcosm of society. And sure, I have no particular love for the Hugos as an institution.
But what bugs me is that it's a particular sort of Red nastiness. Not just the nastiness that Blues try to paint libertarians with, but the nastiness that tries to claim someone like me as its rightful beneficiary, whether because I'm a straight white guy or "on the right" or whatever commonality they want to have with me. It's like some older relative who's just gone off on a hideous racist or homophobic rant, and he's looking at you, smiling because he thinks you agree with him. Except he's not family, he's not even a friend, he's just some stranger with a blog, claiming to speak for you.
Stevo Darkly wrote:Although the more you write, Eric, the more I think I agree with some of the nuances of what you say.
I appreciate your listening.