(Note: Hugo voting is now closed, but I plan to continue posting reviews of the nominees that I read before the deadline.)
Category: The John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer
Rolf Nelson’s novel, The Stars Came Back, wasn’t included in the Hugo packet. Short on time before the voting deadline, and not really inclined to send Castalia House any money, I opted to download and read the Kindle sample, resolving to buy the full book only if it caught my interest. (It’s clear at this point in my reading that the whole Rabid Puppies slate was a scheme by Castalia House to load the ballot with as many of their publications as possible; it’s equally clear that the quality of what they choose to publish is pretty dismal.)
Spoiler alert: I did not buy the full book. The sample I read was fairly substantial, but nothing resembling an overall story emerged—instead a bunch of disconnected events happened to the protagonist. There was no meaningful character development, and the dialogue was pretty dry. That’s a problem for a book that’s almost nothing but dialogue.
In fact, this was (according to the author’s own introduction) originally intended as a screenplay, and still presented in a kind of screenplay-ish format. Not actual screenplay format, with the actors’ lines offset and capitalized words scattered about, but there are things like camera directions (!) and “CUT TO – EXT. DAY”. This is really the height of laziness. The author states that his screenplay morphed into a novel, but he apparently wasn’t willing to put in the work to actually rewrite it that way. So instead we’ve got a bunch of talking heads and the occasional exhortation to imagine a camera zooming in on something.
One could try to make the case that writing a novel this way is a bold and innovative move that creates a cinematic feel, but I’m not buying it. It takes away the power of the novel to reduce the narration to a camera, without the feeling of sharing the narrator’s head-space. And it takes away from the power of cinema to present dialogue as just words on a page, without actors to bring it to life. This is really the worst of both worlds, and I feel like any competent editor would have sent this back for rewriting. Which tells you something about the editors at Castalia House.