Chapters (90)
- Title Page
- Enter the SF Gateway …
- Contents
- Author Note
- PROLOGUE: TRANSCRIPT
- IDENTITIES
- YEAR 0.005
- EARTHWATCH
- A CHANCE TO DREAM
- MEETING OF MINDS
- GENESIS AND REVELATION
- GRAVE IMAGE
- THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
- MANEUVERING
- BIG SISTER
- THE POWER TO SOOTHE
- YEAR 1.00
- ABOUT TIME
- HAPPY NEW YEAR
- TORN BETWEEN TWO LOVERS
- FROM EACH ACCORDING TO HIS INCLINATIONS
- IN THE DEAD VAST AND MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
- OPTIONS
- DRIFTING
- DIVIDE AND MULTIPLY
- DIONYSUS MEETS GODZILLA
- 10
- DIDN’T SHE RAMBLE?
- YEAR 1.33
- LONG-RANGE PLANS
- NEW BEGINNINGS
- UNTIMELY PLUCKED
- BLUES
- YEAR 1.88
- LABOR-SAVING DEVICE
- FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE TO THE CRADLE
- A MODEST PROPOSAL
- ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN
- ONE PART HARMONY
- TWO PARTS DISCORD
- YEAR 3.21
- LEAVINGS
- REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS PAST
- TRANSLATING
- YEAR 5.71
- WATERSHED, BLOODSHED
- NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD
- A WOMAN OF DISCRIMINATION
- THAT TIME OF YEAR THOU MAYE5T IN ME BEHOLD
- CATEGORIES
- YEAR 6.26
- AULD ACQUAINTANCE
- SOWING, REAPING
- TEMPERAMENT
- BAD SEED
- YEAR 8.36
- HUSBANDRY
- POPULATION EXPLOSION
- YEAR 9.88
- HOMECOMING
- THE BURDENS OF FAITH
- YEAR 11.07
- GROWING PAINS
- LONG-DISTANCE CALL
- FOUR NOVELS
- AGE 55
- IN DREAMS AWAKE
- UP TEMPO
- JUVENILIA
- POOL PARTY
- INTERIM REPORT
- CHANCES
- BE ALL THAT YOU CAN BE
- FINAL APPROACH
- AGE 56
- DAY ZERO
- FIRST CONTACT
- LETTER ‘HOME
- HOUSEKEEPING
- AGE 57
- SETTLING, UNSETTLING
- THE HUNT
- FINAL EXAM
- AGE 100
- Website
- Also by Joe Haldeman
- Dedication
- EPILOGUE
- Author Bio
- Copyright
FOUR NOVELS
PRIME
The ten years that followed renewed contact with Earth were very interesting for O’Hara and for Newhome in general, but I must necessarily present them here in concentrated form. When I relate this story to other machine intelligences, these ten years are given about the same amount of attention as any other ten in O’Hara’s centuryplus. This document, however, is limited by various storytelling constraints having to do with unity and balance.
In fact, one could compose several interlocking novels covering this ten-year span, and each one would be a worthy chronicle. But to put them inside another novel would be a topological impossibility. So I will relate them in abbreviated form, each one illuminated by an entry from O’Hara’s diary, or a similar document.
THE NOVEL OF JOHN’S DISASTER
John Ogelby was surprised to find out how much he enjoyed being a father, or uncle, or grandfather-figure. Nineteen years older than O’Hara, he was sixty-three when Sandra left the creche and moved into their lives.
Like Daniel, he had assumed that Sandra was going to be O’Hara’s project, with himself a more or less inactive bystander. The little girl saw things differently, though.
Children usually were fascinated by John, since they were fascinated by the strange, and John looked like a creature out of a fairy tale. He’d grown used to their stares and questions long before he emigrated from Ireland to New New, seeking low gravity to ease the pain of his twisted back. Birth defects were rare in New New, but deformation was not, since space is unforgiving, and will repay a moment’s inattention with a limb torn off, or a face. So children were always asking him what did he do to get like that?
It was a question he had asked, himself, when he was young. His parent’s assurances that God had done it to test his faith did not leave him well disposed toward God. John gave up on religion long before he went off to Trinity, to Cambridge, to the Cape and space.
Sandra hadn’t asked him that question, since her mother had prepared her. She did have other questions, as they got to know each other: can’t they fix it? (They could have, when he was young, if there had been money.) Why’d they let him be born? (Abortion was illegal at the time and place of his birth.) Did he have brothers or sisters with bad backs? (No, his father had practiced a time-honored form of birth control: leaving with another woman.) Did he ever wish he hadn’t been born? (Everybody does, sometimes, if they live long enough.)