For Forgotten Books Friday this week
I’m looking at Tor Double Novel No. 8. This contains “The Nemesis from Terra”
by Leigh Brackett on one side, and “Battle for the Stars” by Edmond Hamilton on
the other. That makes this a family affair since Brackett and Hamilton were
married. Both books would be classified
as space opera. They were originally published separately in 1961, and combined
in the Tor edition in 1989.
I read Battle for the Stars first, many years ago, and for my Goodreads review simply
have the phrase, “decent space opera.” I read it as a standalone, probably
checking it out from the small library in my hometown when I was a teenager,
and obviously from the review I didn’t remember it all that well. It’s
probably been over 40 years. I preferred the stories in Hamilton’s Crashing Suns collection, which I reviewed last week.
I discovered Brackett later than
Hamilton but I’ve read more of her work and rate her as the better writer. At
least, I tend to like her work better than Hamilton’s. Reading The Nemesis from Terra now shows me why.
First, Brackett had more poetry in
her work than Hamilton. Here are some lines: “The winged ones drifted out from
the white towers, and across the little racing moons. They were light and
indescribably beautiful, and their wings shimmered with soft secret fires like
opals under mist.” I’m afraid I’m just a
sucker for that kind of descriptive poetic language.
Second, while both Brackett and
Hamilton wrote a lot of action into their stories, Brackett’s characters seem,
to me, to have more heart. We see more of their inner thoughts and emotions. We
see more things through their eyes.
To make a comparison, reading Hamilton is like watching a movie, while reading
Brackett is more like playing a video game. The video game involves you more
directly in the action rather than letting you passively receive the
information.
Brackett wasn’t an early influence
on my writing, but has become one during my adult years, as I’ve read more of
her work and have studied why I enjoy her stuff so much. She, and C. L. Moore,
were particular influences on Under theEmber Star. Here’s a particular
little snippet of Ember Star that, perhaps, evokes a Brackett kind of feeling.
“The seven
hovercycles Ginn saw hidden now beneath the overhanging bank of the dry river
were typical of nomad machines. Low slung. Predatory. They seemed molded out of
rust but that was only camouflage against the umber and ochre shades of the
desert rocks. Ginn noted the hand-stitched seats of local leather, the
exquisite etchings in black and red that embellished every metal surface, the
displays of bone beadwork that dangled from handlebars and saddlebags.”
I like doing these forgotten book Fridays so I’m going to try to do a few more while it’s still summer. Once school starts, all bets will be off.
I like doing these forgotten book Fridays so I’m going to try to do a few more while it’s still summer. Once school starts, all bets will be off.
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