teardrop falls & video

In her room, by contrast with the mayhem over at the port, some fleeting piece of physics had washed and softened the light. He placed the suitcase carefully on the bed: its clasps being snapped, complex fields sprang to life, radar green on a velvety black backdrop, unwinding in endless strings around a strange attractor. Additionally, the case contained generous lengths of scabby rubberised flex and a pair of bakelite headphones clearly included for show.

“Look inside,” Gaines said. “See this ?”

“Are you really here this time ?”

“First look in the suitcase,” Gaines said, “then we can discuss that.”

She looked.

Immediately she felt herself transported a thousand light years from Saudade City, out somewhere in Radio Bay, inside an EMC outpost so secret even R.I. Gaines had difficulty finding it. Her viewpoint toppled about at high speed. It was jerky and full of interference; once stabilised, it had a curiously assembled feel, as if it had been built up from three-dimensional layers. What the assistant saw was this: a trembling grey space with echoes and a sense of walls far back, and somehow suspended inside it a single perfect teardrop of light so bright she had to look away. It was the tiniest instant. Even her tailoring couldn’t slow it down. A tear, immobile but constantly falling, so bright you couldn’t really see it. Then darkness came down, the viewpoint gave the impression of tilting violently, and the image of the tear repeated again. By the third or fourth repetition, “tear” had somehow translated in her mind to “rip”: at that everything stopped.

From EMPTY SPACE, out in eight days’ time. I talk about the novel to Simon Ings on an Arcfinity video here; & about the short story “In Autotelia” here.

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5 responses to “teardrop falls & video

  1. Damn, Mister Harrison, you do write so very well. . .

  2. mirst

    Hey, I wonder: why do all the Arc interviews take place in “that place”. There’s an echo and constant background noises and voices. At times it’s hard to hear the interview.

  3. Mat J

    Good to see you chat about Empty Space, uzwi. Looking forward to the new book. Any other sub-genres you’d like to put Saturday night into?

  4. uzwi

    I’d like to kickstart lowrider benzedrine sword & sorcery. Before the battle of Helm’s Deep, Galadriel, who’s on H, does Cootchie Cootie in the back of his 1951 Fleetline bomb. It’s a favour for a friend. Wittgenstein, Merlin & CS Lewis look on in passive-aggressive disapproval. The plot injects underground comic dynamics from 1968; the worldbuilding is from one of those ads where if you buy the right mobile phone it causes inconvenient buildings to fold themselves away in front of the user so she can get to some other stuff she wants to consume. The world will be called Eldrano.

  5. Simon

    Sword and Sorcery BAMN.