My current novels are set somewhat in the future.
I’m not sure that I know how to deal with that.
After an urban war, I can’t imagine that any city would look the same again.
I thought that would make it easier for me, to set it in London.
It hasn’t, really. Especially when one of my brighter ideas was to have Imperial College, London ‘reused’ as some other kind of building – Imperial being only an example, but I had/have plans for other university buildings in London and other cities.
Maybe not after all.
There’s the technology. It’s not something I really thought about at the time, when I decided to pick up the story wholesale and set it down fifty years later.
I was writing a scene today and I wrote about the books that filled the shelves of my sooperwoman.
Then it occurs to me that maybe she doesn’t have books. Real books, that is. And it’s ironic that I wrote that because I love ebooks more than I do print.
The structure of the sexual relationships is surprisingly archaic.
At some point, said sooperwoman becomes sooperman’s mistress. The stereotypical Other Woman.
In sooperman’s circles, pretty much all marriages are contracted for politico-economic reasons. In regular people circles in the same part of the world, it’s usually because the couple is genetically compatible.
Sooperman’s marriage, in particular, was contracted because of the first, though the latter also held true.
Then in the next section, which begins a minimum of 20-30 years after this one, the pendulum swings the other way. All the other way.
I think when you’re writing something like that, at some point, your past/present will collide with the future you are creating.
In my construct – a term I prefer to world – reincarnation is a continuous process, and given certain conditions, each person (character? damn. this gets confusing sometimes) remembers all of their past(s). So that collision happens almost constantly.
I don’t know how to handle that either.