There are three major trends I’m noticing in contemporary science fiction:
1. Apocalyptic 2012 Scenarios
2. Video “Book Trailers”
3. Canadian SF authors
The first is easy to explain–we’re all going to die next year, so why not spend our leisure time reading about all the multifarious ways it might happen? Of course, we of the Ray Kurzweil camp would rather spend our time reading about all the multifarious ways we’re going to turn into robots or cyborgs or floating brains when the end of the world (as we know it) happens in 2045, with the Singularity. But still, I don’t see an end to the End of Days novels, at least not yet.
Another interesting trend is the “book trailer”–so long blurb! In a society that privileges the visual, getting people to read might be hard. Getting people to watch a brief video about getting people to read may be, paradoxically, a bit easier. Who’da thunk it? Anyway, when you start getting book trailers during ad slots on Hulu, you know it’s not a fad. Book trailers are legit, and now that the novelty is beginning to wear off, us mainstream folks can join the bleeding-edge hipster crowd in watching them.
And finally–I don’t mean to be overly-nationalistic or anything, but can the United States not produce star science fiction writers anymore? We’re Americans, dammit! My favorite contemporary sf authors all seem to hail from that punctiliously polite nation to the north, Canada. Okay, so maybe it’s really just Cory Doctorow, but he’s so prolific that the Canadian contribution to the genre is becoming disproportionately large. (And now checking off the to-do list: plug Cory Doctorow this month)
In any case, and to get to the point (don’t blame me, I warned you in the URL, didn’t I?)–I have come across a book which combines these three trends in a trinity of indie science fiction. Reviews are forthcoming this summer, but why not strike while the iron is hot? And why the hell not use as many mixed metaphors as I can? Who knows–the Mayans could have been off a year, and we’ll be gone tomorrow. So:
Here’s the cutting-edge book trailer and old-fashioned blurb for D.J. Dalasta’s novel The Keeper of the Rose. From what I can see, It’s a MesoAmerican cross between Dan Brown and Clive Cussler’s Dirk Pitt series (my favorite books through 5th grade, for the record):
Nestled off the coast of a charming little town in Nova Scotia, Oak Island is home to the longest running treasure hunt in modern times. The secrets hidden on the small piece of land have been thwarting treasure seekers for over two hundred years, consuming millions of dollars and costing multiple lives. For famed treasure hunter, Rock Tilton, the island is nothing more than an obsession.
When Rock receives a call from his ex-wife, archaeologist Anna Riley, to help with the excavation, he finds himself on the next plane to Canada. Rock arrives at the location to find Anna wedged in the middle of an escalating feud, pulled between a covert organization, The Keepers of the Rose and an aloof but influential corporation, The Delega Group. As the two sides become increasingly hostile, Rock begins to realize that the secrets buried on Oak Island may contain lost information about the prophesized events in 2012. As he is pulled into a world of secrets and murder he must decide if the truth is worth more than the people he loves.
Just for the record, I don’t know if DJ Dalasta actually hails from Canada–but the book’s set there! What American would set their book in Canadia!? fnhjk gbkh Jesus Christ! cnr oho Manifest Destiny! fnrj fqogfhr bjkv xb Dubya! ncd qbehjq Grand Ole Party! chjg fiqbfh [here endeth patriotic rant]