Super-heightened Desire
"The intense desire to talk with someone, sharp as any pain; this was what people meant when they talked about love. Or rather; this was what Sax would acknowledge to be love. Just the super-heightened desire to share thoughts. That alone. Oh Ann, please talk to me."
-Blue Mars
Kim Stanley Robinson (Blue Mars Author) knows where it's at. He writes some of the most meticulous, thought-provoking hard science fiction in the industry, exploring every minute detail of realistic, plausible human futures and alternate histories. But he is just a big nerdy English major who did his dissertation on Philip K. Dick (nerd NERD!). Gives me hope that artists can sometimes understand things even if they have an outsider's perspective.
Also his grasp on the realities of human feelings and relationships is, on occasion, unnerving. That's why I like the above quotation. I read it over the summer and almost started crying. It helps if you know about the relationship he's talking about (a rivalry/epic hatefest that spanned centuries and then turned into one of the most genuine love stories I've ever read), but I think it's pretty good out of context too.
My question to Mr. Robinson, Mr. Big-Smarty-Future-Predicting-Man, if you know so much about the future, is: when does this feeling go away?
-Blue Mars
Kim Stanley Robinson (Blue Mars Author) knows where it's at. He writes some of the most meticulous, thought-provoking hard science fiction in the industry, exploring every minute detail of realistic, plausible human futures and alternate histories. But he is just a big nerdy English major who did his dissertation on Philip K. Dick (nerd NERD!). Gives me hope that artists can sometimes understand things even if they have an outsider's perspective.
Also his grasp on the realities of human feelings and relationships is, on occasion, unnerving. That's why I like the above quotation. I read it over the summer and almost started crying. It helps if you know about the relationship he's talking about (a rivalry/epic hatefest that spanned centuries and then turned into one of the most genuine love stories I've ever read), but I think it's pretty good out of context too.
My question to Mr. Robinson, Mr. Big-Smarty-Future-Predicting-Man, if you know so much about the future, is: when does this feeling go away?