Obsidian Worlds
by Jason Werbeloff
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Migraines, Cannibalism, and the Ungodly in Obsidian Worlds
When I first started writing the sci-fi short stories in my
anthology, Obsidian Worlds, I was
more concerned with having fun than conveying a serious message to readers. I’d
just finished writing and releasing my novel, Hedon, and the idea of playing with a quick project – a short story
under 5,000 words – seemed like a blissful retreat from the rigors of producing
a novel.
In a previous lifetime, I ran a software development
business. I learned quickly that the more employees involved in a decision, or
executing a task, the greater the risk of error. The more complex things are,
the greater the chance they’ll crash and burn. And this is true of writing
fiction too. Writing a full length novel yields far more possibilities for
inconsistencies, inaccuracies, and typos.
So when I got round to writing the first story in the
anthology, Your Averaged Joe, I was
thrilled that I could construct a world quickly and easily without worrying
about systematic problems. I let my mind roam, and write whatever it liked.
Around the same time, I experienced my first migraine. And let me tell you, it
was an ungodly experience. In fact, after four hours of it, if I was ever in
doubt before, I was now entirely certain that there was no God. To process the
experience, I wrote Your Averaged Joe,
about a man who (surprise) has a migraine. But his headache is so bad, it grows
large enough to contain the multiverse.
Your Averaged Joe started
a trend. I began writing more and more shorts, each about a radically different
world. But all of the worlds shared a common feature– they took a feeling, a
whim, and expanded it to its logical conclusion in a world where that whim was the
norm. I wrote Dinner with Flexi after
spending an afternoon with a group of gay friends (I’m gay too, by the way). As
the afternoon progressed, I realized that many of the jokes revolved around
misogyny, and specifically, around degrading the female body. When something smelled
dubious in the kitchen, they’d say it smelled of vagina. They’d talk about
online gay male dating profiles that specified “no fems” when they talked about
the men they were interested in. They talked about breasts as if they were
alien creations, meant purely for breastfeeding, and couldn’t possibly be
*gasp* pleasant or pleasurable.
That afternoon started me thinking. What would the world be
like if this sort of misogyny were both ubiquitous and explicit; if men both
expressed and acted on this sort of hatred of women? And the answer was Dinner with Flexi, a world in which
women are removed from society, and farmed for their meat and “mammary sauce”.
Women are cannibalized, and replaced with female sex bots to satisfy the
remaining men. The story is set form the perspective of one of these bots,
Flexi.
The anthology began to take shape around the idea of the
ungodly. Joe, the man with the multiverse-containing migraine, is a sort of
God. And the world of Flexi is, if nothing else, ungodly awful. So I wrote Visiting Grandpa’s Brain, one of the
shorter shorts in the anthology. The story is about a world where The End of
Days has arrived, the undead have risen up, and the Vatican has achieved world
domination. To get with the times, the Vatican possesses the world’s largest
search engine, named “Zoogle©” (we all know who this is), and replaces Zoogle’s
servers with the brains of the elderly to perform its internet searches. The
story is vitriolic in its irreverence, depicting the church as megalomanic
zombie-worshipping institution, exploiting the goodwill of the elderly, and
perverting the sanctity of the body.
The remaining stories in the anthology flowed from there.
Each of them (eleven in total) involve extreme, bizarre, mind-bending thought
experiments that extract some core feature of our current society, and magnify
it to an absurd conclusion, usually with unholy results. I loved writing the
book – at times it felt so good, I felt guilty writing it. And so far, readers
seem to have enjoyed it too. The book has over 50 reviews on Amazon, averaging
4.4 out of 5. If you haven’t grabbed your copy yet, what are you waiting for?
Here’s the link: http://smarturl.it/ObsidianW
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GENRE: Sci-Fi
BLURB:
Excerpt:
(from Bleed Me Silicone):
My first memory is of the inside of a cardboard box. The
material is gray and slightly rough to the touch. It smells of fluorescent
light and ancient canyon floors.
“Would you like a packet for that, ma’am?” the teller asks.
I recognize his voice. He does stock-take on Sundays.
“Umm … yes,” says a nervous voice. Nervous, but forgiving. I
like her already.
The crinkle-swoosh of plastic competes with the sound of a
radio. Sunlight perforates the miniscule holes in the edges of the cardboard
that encloses me. I feel warmth for the first time. She drives me home.
The roof of the box opens, and I’m out. In the world. Her
face is just as I’d imagined. Elfin and freckled. No frown lines. Her eyes are
intense as they follow my instructions.
I tingle at the touch of her fingers. Delicate, careful.
Fleshy and warm. Her lips curl into a smile, before she places me at the back
of a dark shelf. The other lubes at the store told me this would happen. Life’s
not all action for us. But when our owners take us for a night out of the
closet, the world comes alive. Or that’s what the other lubes say.
There aren’t many voices in her apartment. I wait patiently
at the back of the closet, as the weeks and months pass. Just when I think
she’s forgotten me, one warm evening the door of the apartment opens. A man
sits on the creaky springs of the bed.
“Are you ready?” His voice is young. Excited.
“Yes,” she says. I know she’s trying not to sound nervous,
like she did that day at the store when she purchased me.
And then it begins.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Jason
Werbeloff is a novelist and philosopher. He loves chocolate and his Labrador,
Sunny.
He's
interested in the nature of social groups, personal identity, freedom, and the
nature of the mind. His passion is translating philosophical debate around
these topics into works of science fiction, while gorging himself on chocolate.
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TOUR STOPS
December 3: Straight from the Library
December 10: A.M. Griffin
December 17: Kit 'N Kabookle
December 31: Reviews by Crystal
January 7: Archaeolibrarian - I dig good books!
January 14: CA Milson
January 21: BooksChatter
January 28: It's Raining Books
December 10: A.M. Griffin
December 17: Kit 'N Kabookle
December 31: Reviews by Crystal
January 7: Archaeolibrarian - I dig good books!
January 14: CA Milson
January 21: BooksChatter
January 28: It's Raining Books
Thank you for featuring my book! Readers, who is your favorite sci-fi villain? This scene from Bladerunner springs to mind: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NoAzpa1x7jU
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