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  Donald Kingsbury:
Courting Science Fiction Stardom  

  by Robert J. Sawyer  

Copyright © 1984 by Robert J. Sawyer
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Abstract: A 6,500-word interview with Canadian science-fiction writer Donald Kingsbury, contributor to Analog and author of Courtship Rite [published in the UK as Geta], The Moon Goddess and the Son, Psychohistorical Crisis, and short novels in Man-Kzin Wars IV and VI. Discusses Kingsbury's relationship with John W. Campbell and Terry Carr, influences on his work, etc. An old interview, conducted in September 1982. First published in Science Fiction Review, Spring 1984.

Donald Kingsbury's epic Courtship Rite received special treatment for a first science-fiction novel. The book was published in six different formats over an 18-month period. Early in 1982, Simon & Schuster distributed an advanced bound galley to critics and booksellers. Analog serialized it in the spring of 1982. Simon & Schuster released it simultaneously as a hardcover and trade paperback in July 1982. The Science Fiction Book Club brought out its edition late in 1982. And Timescape's mass-market paperback appeared in July 1983.

Courtship Rite is a sweeping saga of an energy-poor planet where multiple marriages are the norm and cannibalism is a sacred ritual. It received the kind of notices in the mainstream press that most SF authors only dream of getting. Witness Publishers Weekly: "An ambitious work, certain to gather a lot of attention." And Kirkus: "A feat of nonchalant, assured complexity; rich, teeming." Rare is the reviewer who doesn't compare Don Kingsbury's Courtship Rite with Dune.

But who is this Kingsbury? The readers of Analog know him. He's been appearing since 1952 in that magazine's pages, commanding four covers. His stories are remembered for their rare depth of characterization, for their rich explorations of future human societies. Equally noteworthy are his contributions to the oft-neglected second half of Analog Science Fiction and Fact.

Born in 1929 in San Francisco, Donald MacDonald Kingsbury spent his childhood in such diverse places as New Guinea, New Mexico, and New Hampshire. His father was a mining engineer. Kingsbury moved to Montreal in 1948 to study at McGill University. He became a Canadian citizen in 1953 and now teaches mathematics at McGill. Divorced, he lives with his two sons.

Kingsbury is 195 centimeters tall, a sprawling man with a piercing gaze. Though the dust jacket of the hardcover Courtship Rite has no author photo, it is Kingsbury himself who appears in profile as protagonist Joesai in Rowena Morrill's cover painting.

Accolades have poured in for Kingsbury's SF. Terry Carr has said, "Kingsbury isn't yet a famous name but he soon will be." In 1980, his novella "The Moon Goddess and the Son" was a Hugo nominee. And Courtship Rite was a contender for the best novel Hugo in 1983. I spoke with Kingsbury when he was in Toronto as keynote speaker at the NorthStar Seminar on Canadian Science Fiction, held September 25, 1982.


Robert J. Sawyer: You were born in San Francisco and ended up in Montreal, but there was a lot in between, wasn't there?

Donald Kingsbury: When I was a year-and-a-half, we moved to a gold-rush town in the interior of New Guinea. My father hired a converted World War One bomber to fly us in. They tell me I stuck my nose right out the window and got a big shock as 100-mile-per-hour winds whipped by. I had Australian nannies and we had 20 Black servants. My mother was a Southerner and she easily fell into the old plantation mode. When the servants chopped wood for the stove — we didn't have electricity — I'd turn up and all the work would stop. They'd teach me about woodcutting. I'd play around with the axe under their careful supervision; they weren't going to let me get hurt. All my early learning was in this manner: interacting with the adults. My two sisters and I were the only children in the town. When I was six, my parents decided it was time we got out of the wilderness and into some proper schools. We spent six months in the Pacific en route to California, travelling around China, Japan, Indonesia, and Hawaii. That's one reason I like to wander around the galaxy on paper: it's easy for me to fall into the traveller mode. We left California when I was in the sixth grade and went to New Mexico for a year. We lived in Tyrone which is an old silver-mining town not far from Alamagordo where the A-bomb went off.

Sawyer: How were these moves reflected in your work?

Kingsbury: When you write, you take and alter things. Joesai being a goldsmith in Courtship Rite comes from the time we spent in New Guinea. A lot of the semi-desert in New Mexico probably came out when I wrote about the planet Geta in that book. Someone wrote me a letter saying, "That doesn't look like an alien environment to me; it seems just like New Mexico." Well, I thought about it and said, "Yeah, you're right." I wanted Geta to be a harsh planet, so I took Earth and censored the lush parts that I'd come to know. I didn't want to make it uniformly harsh, though. That's often a weakness in SF: they take five square kilometers of the Earth and make a whole planet out of it. In Frank Herbert's Dune, it's all desert; in Star Wars they've got planets that are all rain forest or all ice. That doesn't strike me as reasonable. Human beings live between the freezing point and the boiling point of water, yet, in that small range, you can find tremendous climatic variety. In the north of Geta, it's very cold and elsewhere there are forests — admittedly not very lush ones — and there are many, many places where it is harsh, harsh desert. Australia might be a model for it. All the Australians live along the coast; it's pretty uninhabitable in the interior.

Sawyer: What made you choose science fiction as your means of expression?

Kingsbury: Science fiction is a testing ground for new ideas about society in a world where conventional ideas are beginning to limp. It's immunization against future shock. The science-fiction reader is quicker on the draw than the TV watcher when challenged by a new reality. If I had been confined to writing a novel about group marriage consummated in contemporary North America, I would have had to deal with jealousy and the interactions of a hostile society. Without the constraint of being stuck in our culture I could ask: How would the sexes distribute family burdens among many members? How would they get along if they saw an addition to their family as a helpmate rather than a rival? What limitations would such a loyal, close-knit group have?

Sawyer: It sounds as though the idea appeals to you.

Kingsbury: I've thought about group marriages. The problem is finding partners. People who might be right for the experiment may not be right for you. I know of one group marriage: they tell people they're just two couples. That's what I love about science fiction: you can explore the different things that human beings can get involved in. Workable, fine cultures can be enormously different from one another. Most people feel if you stop being a conservative you start being a pervert. Deviations from societal norms can be quite disgusting, but they can also be quite beautiful.

Sawyer: How did you become interested in science fiction?

Kingsbury: When we came back to the States, I discovered Brick Bradford comics. I can't remember any of the other comics I read, but I do recall reading Brick Bradford. I might have reacted the same way to Flash Gordon or Buck Rogers, but the newspaper we got didn't have them. Brick Bradford was their one science-fiction strip. When I first came across it they were in the middle of an adventure: the States were being invaded by these strange people in big fur caps and long winter coats. They weren't called Russians, but you knew that's what they were meant to be. They were invading in a fleet of zeppelins. Brick Bradford got involved with a scientist who managed to put up something like the DEW line, only it wasn't radar: it was a kind of repelling ray that disintegrated the zeppelins. In the next adventure Brick got involved with the great Dr. Timmins. They built a sphere that shrank and they went into the eye of a Lincoln penny, finding planets orbiting around atomic nuclei suns. I used to read that strip carefully, cutting them out and putting them in a scrapbook. That was my first introduction to SF.

Sawyer: What about traditional SF literature?

Kingsbury: When I was ten, I hated reading — found it a drudge and a bore. We got all these stories about boxes that cranked out salt, filling ships which sank to the bottom of the sea. Fairy tales. What a bunch on nonsense! I wasn't interested. I figured maybe it's because they were only feeding us kids' books. I wondered what the adults were reading. The book I happened to pull out of the library was Seven Famous Novels by H.G. Wells. My mother had used to read to us from The Invisible Man as bedtime stories, so I knew Wells's name. After reading The Time Machine, I was hooked.

Sawyer: How did you get introduced to Astounding magazine?

Kingsbury: I'd never heard of it until the War when I was on paper drives, collecting newspapers and the like. We'd pick up these strange books with covers showing bug-eyed monsters carrying off nubile young ladies: Superscience, Astonishing, Thrilling Wonder. I would take these home and read them. There were a couple of Astoundings mixed in with the others. I didn't differentiate between them at all at the time. One day in 1944 I noticed a copy of Astounding on the newsstand. It had an intriguing cover by Timmins. I bought a few issues, but hadn't been impressed, so I'd skip an issue or two. I always looked and evaluated whether a particular issue was worth a quarter or not. Then I saw the cover for A.E. van Vogt's "Mixed Men" with a guy falling toward a planet. Couldn't resist it; loved the story. The next issue I bought had "Dead Hand" in the Foundation series by Isaac Asimov. "Mixed Men," "Dead Hand," and Murray Leinster's "First Contact" fell practically one right after the other. After those three stories and their lovely illustrations I was hooked. I always found a quarter every month after that.

Sawyer: Do you still have those issues?

Kingsbury: Oh, yes. My 1945 collection isn't in good shape, though. I felt there were a lot of bad stories mixed in with the good, so I tore out and saved the ones I liked. I took the serial installments of The World of Null-A by A.E. van Vogt out of there, too, and made a book out of them.

Sawyer: How did you get started as a writer?

Kingsbury: When I was sixteen, back in the days when $30 a week was a very good wage, anything an editor would have paid you for a story was a lot of money. I always wanted to be a writer; I never stopped to consider if it was a good way to make a living. It said "unsolicited manuscripts must have return postage" on Astounding's title page, so I figured someone must be sending these stories in. I set a goal of writing two pages a day. For the first story I wrote, I fulfilled that faithfully, no matter how long it took me. If I got to the bottom of the second page and I was in the middle of a sentence I stopped and went to bed. I had to get the spelling right, which was very painful for me.

Sawyer: What was that first tale about?

Kingsbury: It was a simple story about a bunch of guys who built an atomic rocketship and go to the Moon in 1965, get out of the ship, look around at a bleak landscape, pick up some rocks, and head back to Earth. I wasn't into having them find vegetation on the Moon because I didn't believe in that. I was writing SF, not Fantasy. I had them finding exactly what Apollo really did find.

Sawyer: But it didn't sell.

Kingsbury: No. I was dejected at its rejection. I'd expected to make a sale. I felt obviously someone was going to buy it and give me a hundred dollars so I could take girls to the movies and be a big shot in high school. I took it pretty bad; I cried a lot. But I sat down and wrote another story. I just kept doing that. Finishing something is a lot of reinforcement in itself. Pick a size you can deal with and work up from there. Don't start with a novel. I know lots of people who tried to begin with a novel and never finished it so today they aren't writers. I turned out twenty-five short stories before I sold "Ghost Town" to Campbell.

Sawyer: Were you only submitting your work to Astounding?

Kingsbury: No. If Campbell rejected it, I sent it to Planet Stories or Thrilling Wonder. There was no Fantasy & Science Fiction. One didn't have anything to do with Amazing, then. Amazing was hollow-Earth people, a real bunch of nuts at the time. I wouldn't read it. I'd look at a copy once in a while, but it was just garbage. One of my stories was rejected by John Campbell because it had sex in it. H.L. Gold rejected it "because we've already done sex to death."

Sawyer: When did you graduate to writing longer works?

Kingsbury: I took my first crack at writing a book when Galaxy magazine announced a contest: $1000 for a novel by an amateur. They ended up having Fred Pohl write the winning novel under a pseudonym because the amateur ones they got in were terrible. I didn't finish my entry, The Finger Pointing Solward, by the deadline. In fact, I'm still polishing the manuscript today, 35 years later.

Sawyer: Your published output was quite small in those early years, wasn't it? The only other thing was the article "The Right to Breed."

Kingsbury: Campbell kept sending that back for revisions. "No fire," he'd say. "Give me fanaticism!" I re-wrote it but he sent it back again. "Worse. Now you're slyly winking at the reader saying I'm not this fanatic; these aren't my real opinions." So I wrote it the way he wanted and it was a great success. While a student at McGill University in Montreal, I tried to write the Great American Novel. I had a story in my files about a pregnant girl running away to a hot, sandy Venus. My agent said, "What's Venus doing in this story? Put it back on Earth." Well I did and I made a novel out of it. I got lost, disappeared from the SF scene, doing it, but it never sold. I didn't keep up my connections with Campbell. That was a bad, bad mistake.

Sawyer: How did you learn to write?

Kingsbury: In the early days, I always kept a copy of Wells' Seven Famous Novels and The World of Null-A by A.E. van Vogt on my desk, along with some Westerns. Whenever I was having trouble writing a particular passage, I'd look to see how Wells or van Vogt handled something similar. The Westerns were helpful for atmosphere description, landscape and action detail. Van Vogt had this thing about 800-word scenes: shorter than that you may not be saying enough; longer, you may be saying too much. I found that a good guide in trying to pace myself. Van Vogt ended up doing a review of Courtship Rite for the dust jacket.

Sawyer: Indeed: "Science fiction here takes another step up, acquires a new beauty . . . "

Kingsbury: I was thrilled. It's great when one of your boyhood heroes pats you on the head.

Sawyer: Did you ever meet A.E. van Vogt?

Kingsbury: Oh, yes. I decided to fly out to the Jet Propulsion Lab to see the Voyager Saturn fly-by. I noticed one of the people who was also going to go was A.E. van Vogt. I wrote him a letter saying I'd been a long admirer of his and I'd like to meet him. I told him anecdotes about how I'd been thrilled as a youngster by his stories and how I'd read his essays on how to write SF. He replied with a very nice letter. When I got to Pasadena, there he was watching the big TV screens. It was just like we were in a control room on board a spaceship watching Saturn go by — that's the way our minds work. I had a very nice chat with him and his wife and he invited me out to dinner. It was a delightful evening.

Sawyer: Do you adhere to any sort of writing regimen?

Kingsbury: One of the troubles with being a bachelor is you've got to do everything for yourself. I try to catch up on household affairs, then block out two weeks in which to get as much writing done as I can before dirty dishes and laundry bury me. During those two weeks I'm a grumpy, unsociable slob. I can write very fast once I'm going, but, even with my word processor, I never really turn out more than 2,000 words a day.

Sawyer: So you use high technology to help you write?

Kingsbury: Fitting, isn't it? After I got the contract for Courtship Rite, I went out and bought a word processor because I couldn't face the idea of typing the drafts over and over again. I got an Olivetti dedicated word processor. It's obsolete now, but was a good machine at the time. Now I have an IBM Personal Computer with WordStar. I belong to the school that says once you've had a word processor, you can't go back. Used to be I'd avoid doing minor revisions just to keep from having to re-type a page.

Sawyer: There seem to be connections between your novelette "To Bring in the Steel" and Courtship Rite. Or am I mistaken?

Kingsbury: All my stories, including "Ghost Town," are in the same series. I was impressed by Asimov's Foundation series and got involved in creating my own future history. Copycat! I never read any Heinlein. When he was turning out juveniles I considered myself too old to read them. Besides, I couldn't afford hardcovers: they were some ridiculous price like three dollars. He quit writing for Astounding about the time I started to read it.

I have most of my unpublished stories in my files, but they don't fit the background anymore because it's developed. In early versions of my universe, the first Moon landing was in 1965 and World War Three started in 1968. In that war, ICBMs were launched from the Moon. Once you make the massive effort to get the Moon colony going, you could have a pretty devastating power position over the Earth. What I missed was that if you have the sophisticated rocket hardware to get to the Moon, then you would also have more economical technology to bombard the Earth from elsewhere on the planet. That idea is not in my future history anymore.

I jumped to various parts of my galactic history. One story was about a guy who was getting upset with the way the galaxy was going and sent a bunch of people out to this planet called Geta. I don't really remember much about it because it was all plotted in my head and I never wrote any of it down. That was the seed of Courtship Rite. I sketched out what the region looked like at the time. There was this finger of stars pointing across a black abyss, which I called the noir gulf because I was flunking French at the time. If I ever went back and wrote a story about where the people in Courtship Rite came from, I'd probably discover many interesting things I don't know now. In one of these stories, I had a planet that supported itself by raising colonists to sell: just a big child-raising factory. Another involved the planet Lager, which also appears in "Shipwright." That's the one that Campbell and Gold rejected because of the sexual content. "Shipwright," incidentally is contemporary in setting to Courtship Rite.

Sawyer: You've been with the SF scene since the 1940s. What changes and trends have you observed?

Kingsbury: The quality of storytelling and writing is steadily improving. It's harder and harder to sell a story that's patchy. SF has an inexhaustible supply of discoveries. One thing I've noticed in the last few years is the rise of Fantasy. Some people thought that was going to kill the SF market, but SF publishers absorbed Fantasy, Fantasy didn't absorb them.

Sawyer: What Fantasy do you like?

Kingsbury: I like Patricia McKillip's Riddlemaster series. If it has "Swords" in the title and "Sorcery" in the title, I tend to avoid it. My advice to people trying to write Fantasy is, for God's sake, take out all the swords and the sorcery. If you've got anything left over, go from there.

Sawyer: Have you ever considered writing any Fantasy yourself?

Kingsbury: I've plotted out my own Fantasy novel, called Planet of Magic. In the story, Earth is the repository for the galaxy's sinners. In "To Bring in the Steel," the little girl is reading Planet of Magic. That's a reference to this fantasy that I intend to write someday.

Sawyer: Do you think fantasy is easier to write than science fiction?

Kingsbury: It's always going to be difficult to find people to write hard, technology-oriented, Analog-style SF. You not only need a speculative ability, you also need a writing ability: those two high-level skills have to occur in conjunction. Some people who are highly trained in science make poor speculators. A lot of writers see all the money in the SF field and decide to move in, but, if they lack that speculative knack, they end up writing Fantasy.

Sawyer: How do you perceive the speculative knack as working?

Kingsbury: Prediction is the key. In my first published story, "Ghost Town" [1952], I said man would be on the moon by 1965. My friends thought a thousand years from now, maybe . . . I bet all my friends in high school that we'd be there by '65. It's a bet that I lost, but not by much. You have to predict something that seems a little bit preposterous. It'll always come sooner than you think.

Let me give you another example. In the first edition of Willy Ley's book Rockets and Space Travel, he said he didn't see how Uranium-235 could possibly be applied to rocketry. This was before the A-bomb. I wrote him a castigating letter — me, a 15-year-old kid arguing with the great expert — saying of course you could apply atomic energy to space flight. Willy wrote me back saying he could not comment because the military wasn't allowing anyone to talk about U-235. I linked that with the fact that I hadn't been able to find any recent information on U-235. In 1939, everyone had been talking about it freely. I notice you've got the facsimile edition of the July 1939 Astounding in your bookcase there. The editorial is about U-235 and atomic energy. Suddenly in 1940 — boing! — all references to U-235 disappeared from the journals. Yet I knew they couldn't have just lost interest. My natural speculation was that a military project was afoot and, considering the complete silence, I assumed it must be a realistic, practical military project. They weren't thinking of using U-235 in the Third World War; they were planning to use it in the Second! I argued this with my friend Bruce Knight. I was saying there must be a secret atomic bomb project and we're going to drop an A-bomb on the Japanese very soon. He pooh-poohed me. We argued until three in the morning. The next day, while I was mowing my lawn, Bruce came down the street white-faced. "Guess what," he said. "What?" "You won the argument." "What?" "They've just dropped an A-bomb on Japan!" "WHAT?!" That's the way the speculative mind works. You pick up on detail. If you'd been alert, you would have sensed it in the air.

Sawyer: It's rare in SF for female characters to be handled well, yet you excel at them. Why?

Kingsbury: Partly it's because I understand women. I have two sisters, so there were always a lot of women around the house having hen sessions. To them I was just part of the woodwork. I saw that facet of the world that some men never see. Partly it's because I didn't understand women at all. I got very interested in what their goals were and how to please them, how to turn them on. With that kind of empathy, your preconceptions get blown away. I used to write controversial articles for the McGill University newspaper. One, called "They Sent Her to the Butcher Shops," was about the old abortion laws here in Canada. The afternoon after it appeared, a pregnant student dropped by my office. We talked about it. That opened my eyes to a lot of the unjust ways society was treating women. It became easy for me to write about women without turning them into cardboard. Stereotypes are just verbalizations of inadequate mental pictures.

Sawyer: You are one of the few authors to have written for John W. Campbell, Ben Bova, and Stanley Schmidt. What continuity did you perceive between them and what differences did you notice in their editorial styles at Astounding / Analog?

Kingsbury: Campbell set up a style that was very amenable to working with authors. When Bova and Schmidt picked up, they very much tried to work in the Campbell tradition. It wasn't an idiosyncratic Campbellian way of doing things that they were imitating slavishly. It was a very successful method of developing authors, which is what an editor wants to do. Ben paid a lot of personal attention to his authors. By the time I got in contact with him, I wasn't a complete amateur so I don't really know what his total slush-pile treatment was. I approached Ben for the first time at an SF convention. There had been two atomic rocket motor projects under way, and the best, most imaginative of the pair had been canned. I asked him if he'd be interested in a scoop article on the cancelled project and he said no. "We're not interested in reporting what's been done; we're interested in speculation. In what way might this open up things in the future? In what way is this on the forefront?" I said it could fit those parameters. With his permission, I submitted it. Ben was impressed. That was a very personal contact with the editor. Of course, I had a good piece of buried research to talk about. With a good product like that, it's not hard to get personal attention from an editor. Ben's very good to you when you have something to offer him. The next thing I sent him was "Shipwright." He sent it back to me, which disappointed me a little, but it was only for revisions. He said he liked it very much and was surprised to receive it because he'd started to think of me as a writer of fact articles. "Shipwright" was in my Finger Pointing Solward series.

Courtship Rite was supposed to be the next story — a novelette — in the series, but it just wasn't working. I read an article by Jerry Pournelle in Galaxy which stimulated me to write "To Bring in the Steel." I spent a week writing that and another week typing it, editing a little bit. I shipped it out to Ben Bova, who bought it. The next thing I sent him was that novelette version of Courtship Rite. He sent it back saying make a novel out of it. He told me he was leaving Analog, so I didn't have any more communication with him. I finished "Moon Goddess and the Son" and shipped it off there. I didn't hear about it for a long time because Stanley Schmidt was in the midst of moving in. I got a favorable reply from Stanley, but he said I'd have to cut 4,000 words out of it because it was longer than he could print. Stan was also a little bit worried about the sex involved. I said you shouldn't worry about it: the girl in the story is moral. She gets involved in a few little things, but, after all, she's mostly interested in preserving her virginity throughout most of the story. He printed it and it was nominated for the Hugo. A story that's going to be nominated for the Hugo is not too hard to sell.

When Stan moved in, he really tried to write personal stuff to all his authors. Of course, as time goes on, that becomes harder and harder to do as your slush pile grows. He's committed to encouraging new authors. He knows he can't live off of the old ones. He can't really afford the old ones: once they become known, they go somewhere else. You've got to keep cultivating new ones; I think he does that fairly well. He's getting better and better at it. Some of the stories he published when he started were a little bit weak, but that was because it takes a while to establish contacts and get your authors going. Analog is beginning to show the fruits of some of Stan's initial encouragement.

Sawyer: He made you take 40,000 words out of Courtship Rite.

Kingsbury: That wasn't really an editorial judgement, just a constraint of the magazine. I'd sold Courtship Rite to Pocket Books and we thought it would be good marketing to have it serialized in Analog, advertising of a kind. I knew it was going to be too long for them. My agent suggested I send it there anyway. Stan liked it, but felt it was 40,000 words too long for his needs. I tried to get him to commit himself to buying a cut version prior to my actually doing the cut, but he didn't see how the novel could survive that drastic an edit. And I didn't want to do all that work cutting if it wasn't going to be bought. So we compromised. I did the first installment on speculation. It was hard work, even on my word processor. He said okay, go ahead, so I had the horrible ordeal of cutting the next three installments, all of which would have been 30 or 35 thousand words long, down to 20,000 words. I think I managed pretty well.

Sawyer: When did you acquire an agent?

Kingsbury: I had my first agent when I was 20. I thought every young, aspiring author should have an agent, which is not true. There's no real difficulty in selling short stuff on your own. My agent was a nice old man who didn't know much about SF. I paid him to be a critic, which was not unreasonable: he was spending time on me and I wasn't up to publishable levels yet. I found his critiques fascinating.

I started looking for an agent again after I sold Courtship Rite. I didn't want to negotiate the contract myself; that's very slippery business. Jerry Pournelle recommended Eleanor Wood. She's Robert Heinlein's agent, as well, so I figured I couldn't go wrong in having her. She's certainly worth her ten percent.

Sawyer: I understand there are two versions of "Shipwright" in print.

Kingsbury: That's true. In the one that appears in Analog, there's a scene where the two engineers are going through a bar and are picked up by women. In the version that appeared in Terry Carr's Best SF Stories of the Year #1, the men work in a strip joint. They strip for the women who pick them up, which is the way that culture works. Analog felt that was a bit strong for the magazine field. I prefer the version that appears in Terry's anthology.

Sawyer: Do you have a good relationship with Terry Carr?

Kingsbury: Well, I certainly like Terry Carr. He's reprinted every one of my Analog stories and that has certainly given a boost to my career. When David Hartwell moved to Pocket Books from Berkley he was bemoaning that he had worked for three years developing a stable of authors and now he was back at square one at Pocket, with an offer he couldn't refuse. Terry said, "Well, you know, I've been buying these stories from Don Kingsbury. I don't think he's committed to anybody. I know he's written this novel, Finger Pointing Solward, which is just lying around. Why don't you get hold of him?" When David flew back to New York, he ran into me at Lunacon and said, "I was going to give you a phone call; come down and have a beer." He published Courtship Rite and is going to do an expanded version of "The Moon Goddess and the Son." The manuscript for that is long overdue and they're starting to put the thumbscrews on me.

Sawyer: What about what happened with Dell?

Kingsbury: I don't consider the top management at Dell very businesslike or very sane. I first got connected with Dell at the Hugo awards banquet at SunCon. The man I was sitting beside, unbeknownst to me, was their editor. He was asking me a lot of questions and I was blabbing away the way unpublished authors do. So he said, "Send it to me at Dell." Well, I did send him Finger, and the first part of Courtship Rite, the novella version I'd done for Ben Bova. He said Finger needed some work, and since Courtship Rite came earlier in time, it was probably better to publish first. That languished for a while in the offices, as these things often do. David Hartwell at Pocket was very interested in seeing Courtship Rite, so I asked Dell if they would send the sample back to me. They responded by offering me a contract: $5,000 up front; $5,000 more upon completion of the manuscript. I sat down and wrote it. It took me longer than I'd thought; it always does. Don Benson, the man I'd originally dealt with, had left, so it became the responsibility of Jim Frenkel, the chief editor at Dell. He very much like the book. He gave me an extensive, interesting criticism of it. I made a second version, which wasn't so bad, since I had a word processor. Some of his suggestions I took and they improved the book a lot. The first two chapters are substantially improved because of Jim Frenkel's suggestions. I referred to the God of the Sky in male terms. He thought maybe I should do it in female terms. It's a popular thing nowadays to refer to God as a woman. I didn't think it particularly fit. Women gods tend to give the impressions of soft, motherly types that take care of you. On the other hand, it could have been female, because it turns out to be a ship and we normally refer to ships as she. Of course, the Getan language has a different tense structure than ours. The God of the Sky is actually referred to in the neutral gender. They have structures which can refer to an individual without identifying their sex.

When I got the manuscript finished, the upper levels of Dell decided to kill their entire SF line, so they never accepted the book. My agent, Eleanor, wasn't displeased. She said Pocket Books still wanted it. They advanced me $30,000.

Sawyer: What books can we look forward to seeing by you in the future?

Kingsbury: I'm under contract with Simon & Schuster for the novel-length "Moon Goddess and the Son" and they have an option on The Finger Pointing Solward. I'm certainly going to do some revisions on it, though. The draft they have was written in 1970. Since then, I've written Courtship Rite and "Shipwright," bringing the background details of that universe into sharper focus. My ability to plot is a lot better, too. Finger is about the same length as the book version of Courtship Rite. I think they'll buy it. They certainly have first dibs on it.

Sawyer: You were up for the Hugo in 1980: "Moon Goddess and the Son" versus Barry B. Longyear's "Enemy Mine." Barry won and you lost.

Kingsbury: I went to the Losers' Party and celebrated. When Barry Longyear tried to get in, we kicked him out.

Sawyer: Courtship Rite copped a well-deserved Hugo nomination. Are you excited?

Kingsbury: Oh, yes. I'm jumping up and down. The competition looks pretty stiff, though.

Sawyer: The first novels in years by Arthur C. Clarke, Isaac Asimov, and Robert A. Heinlein.

Kingsbury: I really like Courtship Rite. It's my personal feeling that it can take on anything that was published in 1982. Certainly it'll be a good contest. As they say, may the best man win.


[2007 bionote] Robert J. Sawyer is the author of 18 science-fiction novels, including the Hugo Award-winning Hominids, the Nebula Award-winning The Terminal Experiment, and the John W. Campbell Memorial Award-winning Mindscan.


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