A god by any other name…

Two things were interesting to me in that piece about Sandon Branderson that everyone is talking about (and that I don’t propose to link to because, eh, it’s not great and also Wired has gotten plenty of hits from it already).

First: Sanderson’s reported insensibility to pain. Is that mere stoicism, or a medical condition, or what? An actual journalist might have tried to find out. It’s too bad there wasn’t one on the job.

Second: the connection between worldmaking and religion. This is not a new idea (see Tolkien’s comments on “subcreation” in “On Fairy Stories”), but it’s a potentially useful one.

There are lots of things I think are best explained as religious phenomena these days, even if they are superficially something different. When I read an AI puff-piece/alarm-piece (two sides of the same hype coin) I usually see someone craves/loathes a god, which they call AI.

I’m not beating the drum for or against religion here. But I think understanding the religious impulse (whether it’s innate or conditioned–I have no opinion on that) is key to understanding lots of behavior, even in this ostensibly secular age.

Sixteen years ago, M. John Harrison fired off a blog post heard around the world.

Uncle Zip’s Window
the m john harrison blog

"very afraid"
January 27th, 2007

Every moment of a science fiction story must represent the triumph of writing over worldbuilding.

Worldbuilding is dull. Worldbuilding literalises the urge to invent. Worldbuilding gives an unneccessary permission for acts of writing (indeed, for acts of reading). Worldbuilding numbs the reader’s ability to fulfil their part of the bargain, because it believes that it has to do everything around here if anything is going to get done.

Above all, worldbuilding is not technically neccessary. It is the great clomping foot of nerdism. It is the attempt to exhaustively survey a place that isn’t there. A good writer would never try to do that, even with a place that is there. It isn’t possible, & if it was the results wouldn’t be readable: they would constitute not a book but the biggest library ever built, a hallowed place of dedication & lifelong study. This gives us a clue to the psychological type of the worldbuilder & the worldbuilder’s victim, & makes us very afraid.

& in other worldbuilding news: Bush adminstration announces War on Climate Change– “We’ll fight with smoke & mirrors.”
originally at http://uzwi.wordpress.com/2007/01/27/very-afraid/
snapshot recovered from the Wayback Machine.

I was annoyed by it at the time and, rereading it now, I am annoyed again.

There is a case to be made for worldbuilding. If you’re going to create a large narrative structure, you have to have some sense of the universe it’s going to happen in. The world affects the kind of action that can occur in it, and “Action is character” as John C. Hocking so brilliantly puts it. I’ve spent decades developing a few different worlds and I don’t like someone sneering at the work. The post doesn’t make its point through argument or persuasion; it’s just a bowlful of abuse that MJH is splashing on things and people that he doesn’t like.

On the other hand, after talking to a lot of people whose principal interest in fantasy is developing a world with hard-edged rules that make magic as mundane as a set of municipal regulations, I’ve developed a grudging acknowledgement for Harrison’s point. World-discovery is at least as important as world-building, and when the writer participates in that experience along with the reader, some interesting things can happen. It’s the outliner-vs.-improviser conundrum transferred from plot to setting.

A writer’s propensity to follow one path or the other can be viewed as a personality difference, but it’s also a religious difference. If you’re an Apollonian “God has a plan!” sort of person, you’ll go with worldbuilding. If you’re a Dionysian “God says get on the dancefloor!” sort of person, you’ll go with world discovery. If your Parnassus has two peaks, you may even have it both ways.

Left: Apollo with his lyre; right: Dionysus with a cup of wine
A 19th C. print by Binteau & Rey from an ancient vase-painting;
found at the NYPL site

If you’re an atheist and all this god-talk makes you uncomfortable, that’s something that the inventor of the Apollonian/Dionysian distinction would sympathize with. But I’d also urge you not to be so squeamish that you fail to understand yourself—the kind of mistake about religion that prudes make about sex. The religious impulse is present even in irreligious people, leading to absurdities like the Rapture of the Nerds. If it is present in you (not something I get to have an opinion about; that’s between you and your shadow), you’ll want to wrestle with that angel, or at least buy it a cup of coffee and see what it has in mind.

About JE

James Enge is the author of the World-Fantasy-Award-nominated novel Blood of Ambrose (Pyr, April 2009). His latest book is The Wide World's End. His short fiction has appeared in Black Gate, Tales from the Magician's Skull, The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction and elsewhere.
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