I am not trying to predict the future.
Like Ray Bradbury, I often write to prevent futures. I never expected to live in a world similar to my stories, and I can’t shake the horrible feeling that it’s about to get worse.
Believe me, I understand that need for escapism, but for me it’s often not enough. I enjoy fiction that shows people fighting back, to help me imagine that it’s still possible.
I recommend books like Rudy Rucker’s Juicy Ghosts, and if I can be so bold as to exploit the current predicament for self-promotion, my own work, and not just High Aztech, Smoking Mirror Blues, and Cortez on Jupiter.
When I read my collection Guerrilla Mural of a Siren’s Song I was shocked by how much anger I was expressing. Yeah, I’ve lived all my life in a society that has been oppressing me, but didn’t realize it was a major theme. Some might call it an obsession.
I’m not the only one who thinks so:
It particularly comes out in “Uno! Dos! . . . One! Two! Tres-Cuatro!,” “Flying the Under Radar with Paco and Los Freetails,” and “Skin Dragons Talk,” but it’s there in the other stories.
I guess that’s just who I am.
I can only hope that it provides some insight or at least some amusement to my readers. We all sure need it now.
And let me take this opportunity to remind you that EzkaOne actually did the cover painting as a mural:
Meanwhile, don’t let the pendejos keep you down!
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