Posted November 11, 2021
Pilgrimage: The Book of the People (1961) by Zenna Henderson: 3/5
This is a "fix-up" novel of six novelettes published in F&SF during the 1950s, telling about The People who came from another planet, crash landed on Earth (Arizona) and then "trying to find the best way to fit in unnoticed among the people of Earth and yet not lose our identity as the People."
As far as I can see no revisions were made and the linking passages don't really add much. So I regret not just reading the short stories when they appeared on my reading list, but instead saving all but the first one for this book.
The first three stories are quite good, but the fourth and fifth ones are just too much repetition and dragged on too long. The protagonists are yet again female schoolteachers in rural schools, who use lots of Kleenex, and with classes of children all ages, some of which are "special". And we get sentences like this:
Feminine writing can be a breath of fresh air when reading older SF, especially "engineering" SF, but that's enough of it right there to last me for several months.
As Science Fiction it's very weak, but should instead, like Ray Bradbury, be read as Fantasy (in the broader sense). There's no attempt whatsoever to explain the Psi abilities of The People, nor why they are just like Homo sapiens in all other respects (except being nicer, of course). Nor is much made to explore the sociological implications of being able to fly and read minds and such.
It's all about a group of people who are "different" and the problems they face. There's many similarities with the Jews, but I don't think it's meant to be an allegory about Jews.
Zenna Henderson was an interesting character.
Apparently she was a racist, since none of her characters are described as black.
And she was also an anti-semite since in one story (which I haven't read) there's a Jewish couple who is quarrelsome.
And as if that's not enough, she was even not a real feminist, but a pre-feminist, since her characters were men and women in the gender roles that were normal at the time she wrote her stories. The sheer audacity of the woman; living in the 1950s and not conforming to the stereotype of how a female writer should be according to the mental midgets that dominate and pollute the SF community of the 2020s! Hopefully they are just a very vocal minority.
Henderson was not part of the SF community AFAIK, but her favourite writers were Bradbury, Hal Clement (she even named a character after him, I think), Asimov and Heinlein. In writing style she's obviously closest to Bradbury and the very opposite of Clement. But like Clement she was a schoolteacher whose stories often revolved around kids and nice aliens, so I guess that resonated with Henderson. Heinlein is more surprising, but he did write about The Families (a group of immortals who must hide their immortality from society) in Methuselah's Children, and he did write lots of juveniles.
This is a "fix-up" novel of six novelettes published in F&SF during the 1950s, telling about The People who came from another planet, crash landed on Earth (Arizona) and then "trying to find the best way to fit in unnoticed among the people of Earth and yet not lose our identity as the People."
As far as I can see no revisions were made and the linking passages don't really add much. So I regret not just reading the short stories when they appeared on my reading list, but instead saving all but the first one for this book.
The first three stories are quite good, but the fourth and fifth ones are just too much repetition and dragged on too long. The protagonists are yet again female schoolteachers in rural schools, who use lots of Kleenex, and with classes of children all ages, some of which are "special". And we get sentences like this:
She unearthed a pillow that fluffed beautifully but sighed itself to a wafer-thin odor of damp feathers at a touch, and topped the splendid whole with two hand-pieced hand-quilted quilts and a chenille spread with a Technicolor peacock flamboyantly dominating it.
Feminine writing can be a breath of fresh air when reading older SF, especially "engineering" SF, but that's enough of it right there to last me for several months.
As Science Fiction it's very weak, but should instead, like Ray Bradbury, be read as Fantasy (in the broader sense). There's no attempt whatsoever to explain the Psi abilities of The People, nor why they are just like Homo sapiens in all other respects (except being nicer, of course). Nor is much made to explore the sociological implications of being able to fly and read minds and such.
It's all about a group of people who are "different" and the problems they face. There's many similarities with the Jews, but I don't think it's meant to be an allegory about Jews.
Zenna Henderson was an interesting character.
Apparently she was a racist, since none of her characters are described as black.
And she was also an anti-semite since in one story (which I haven't read) there's a Jewish couple who is quarrelsome.
And as if that's not enough, she was even not a real feminist, but a pre-feminist, since her characters were men and women in the gender roles that were normal at the time she wrote her stories. The sheer audacity of the woman; living in the 1950s and not conforming to the stereotype of how a female writer should be according to the mental midgets that dominate and pollute the SF community of the 2020s! Hopefully they are just a very vocal minority.
Henderson was not part of the SF community AFAIK, but her favourite writers were Bradbury, Hal Clement (she even named a character after him, I think), Asimov and Heinlein. In writing style she's obviously closest to Bradbury and the very opposite of Clement. But like Clement she was a schoolteacher whose stories often revolved around kids and nice aliens, so I guess that resonated with Henderson. Heinlein is more surprising, but he did write about The Families (a group of immortals who must hide their immortality from society) in Methuselah's Children, and he did write lots of juveniles.
Post edited November 15, 2021 by PetrusOctavianus