by Bill Ward on July 20, 2011
in On Books
Over at Baen Gregory Benford has penned a terrific two-part article all about Heinlein’s Farmer in the Sky and the notion of terraforming Jupiter’s moons. In part one Benford gives us a personal recollection of the impact Heinlein had on him as a kid (he grew up to be a scientist and science fiction author, [...]
I had once played the lead in L’Aiglon and I had played Caesar in the only two plays about him worthy of the name. But to play such a role in life — well, it is enough to make one understand how a man could go to the guillotine in another man’s place — just [...]
At the moment, all was triumph. Red-splashed, panting, in scorched and dinted armor, Sir Roger de Tourneville rode a weary horse back to the main fortress. After him came the lancers, archers, yeomen — ragged, battered, shoulders slumped with exhaustion. But the Te Deum was on their lips, rising beneath the strange constellations that twinkled [...]
He felt no regrets as the work of a lifetime was swept away. He had labored to take man to the stars, and, in the moment of success, the stars — the aloof, indifferent stars — had come to him. This was the moment when history held its breath, and the present sheared asunder from [...]
The station, at this hour, is practically deserted. But in a moment I hear the wailing of onrushing wheels, metal on metal, and simultaneously I pick up the blasting impact of a phalanx of minds all rushing toward me at once out of the north, packed aboard the five or six cars of the oncoming [...]
The house stood on the hilltop, a huddled structure that had taken root and crouched close against the earth. So old that it was the color of the things around it, of grass and flowers and trees, of sky and wind and weather. A house built by men who loved it and the surrounding acres [...]