Brian Hodge - Prototype

This is a foreword; it is supposed to tell you things about a book before you read it. But no author wants someone else to spoil his story or tell the reader: This is what it is all about, man, this is the true meaning that I will now reveal unto you

So Im not going to do that in my foreword.

Of course you can always write about how the book came about but I have no idea how it came about.

A lot of forewords are about the foreworders personal relationship to the author, how you go back years together and have shared many deep thoughts or at least a lot of beers.

I know Hodge, but not well. At least one of the conventions we were both at Ive even tried to block out of my memory (or possibly my brain damage blocked it out) and my agent, who knows Hodge better than I do, had to remind me about it. Anyway, Ive never bonded with him in that collegial way that writers sometimes do. I also never bonded with him, in the bad old days, by waking up in the same pool of puke in a back room somewhere. (At least, I dont think that was Hodge.)

I know Hodge only from his work and, frankly, I havent read a great deal of it. Dont take that wrong. The fact that Ive read any of it at all is a real compliment. I dont read much fiction at all and even less that can be considered genre fiction. This is not unusual, by the way. I dont think my friend Tim Powers has read any genre fiction published in the last thirty or so years, unless its by Jim Blaylock. (Well, he read my Demons, but Im not sure he considered that genre.) I understand Clive Barker will not read fiction of any kind when he is himself writing fiction.

But I have read some of Hodges work and I know hes a damned good writer. Hes also a damned dark writer. He illuminates our own personal darknesses by showing us the darker dark. And this book, Prototype, is, as far as I know, the darkest thing hes ever written. It is as if, after he wrote this one, he saw some light himself and never needed to go back down to this depth.

Clay Palmer, the strange mutant character in Prototype, is the ultimate misfit, a freak, a man in whom the worst human aggression is heightened past all endurance, multiplied to the point of unquenchable, consuming rage that must result in the destruction of others and of himself. Wait was Hodge writing about me, when I was, like, 25? No, he didnt know me then. But hes writing about all youthful male alienation, when its alienation keyed to the point of igniting rage. And in this case, igniting something else

But even though he is what he is, Palmer still has a choice. He wants to rise above what he is.

It always struck me that in, say, the movie Blade Runner, as in the Phil Dick novel Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? underlying that film, the rebellious androids were really stand-ins for humanity, for everyone angry, secretly or out front, about mortality; angry that they are brought into the world to live and learn and then must die before having a real chance to live, a chance to really learn. And in Prototype Palmer seems to me to represent everyone who finds themselves hating what they are at least at first until they learn to understand their true nature. And thats most of us, at least at some point most of us, if only as insecure adolescents, but often later in our lives, too look at ourselves with profound dissatisfaction. Why was I this and not that? I was intended to be an Olympic skater! Or: I was supposed to be a scientist! Or: Whyd I waste my life training to be an Olympic skater, when really I wanted to be a scientist? I was supposed to be smart or slim or witty or talented or a much kinder person people would like and cherish and

But what I am is what I am. And we go through a process of finding out what we are. We model different versions, in high school and college often in the process of trying this major and then shifting to that one, or going from studying philosophy to vocational school. We take adult classes to be moresomething else. But eventually we work out who we are.

Most good science-fiction, you see, is about something other than what it immediately seems to be about. The best science-fiction or horror is metaphor its a great story, as this book is, but it also resonates on some deeper level for us. Prototype resonates with questions of identity and what it means to be human.

People tend to sleepwalk through their lives. If they become aware of it, they either try to go deeper asleep maybe by drinking, taking drugs, spending half their lives in role-playing games online or they struggle to wake up. A motivator for waking up is wanting to change. To become master of oneself. To do that, you have to be able to make choices. Sleepwalking, knee-jerk people cant make choices. Somewhere in Prototype is an understanding of just those issues to change, you have to wake up enough to see yourself as you really are. Then maybe. You have to accept who you are but theres always another possibility. The chance for evolution

At one point, Clay and his kind are called outsiders adrift in societies for which they have more contempt than love. Some writers are like that or at least writers like me maybe Hodge too. Others are more like the Impressionist artist, Willard Metcalf, whose The White Veil Palmer describes as, Fuzzy, soft focus diffused. Even though thats a winter scene, its still warm. Writers who write dark fiction are more like Clays artist friend, Graham, whose work reflects a harsher and more relevant truth in which you can find a perverse beauty.

It is not that writers of dark fantasy and sf cannot see beauty or have no hope or feel such things are irrelevant. Its that we know that making that choice to rise above, to be aware and awake, is not easy. Once the choice is made, you have to continue to choose and that is more difficult still. Writers like Hodge know that and they arent going to lie to you and make it soft and fuzzy. Sometimes we are even going to be, well, a little extreme.

Just a little, though, because people like Hodge and myself arent nihilists. We might be accused of that punk rock is often labeled nihilistic and Ive been known to be a punk rocker but we know better. That fictional artist, Graham, is a nihilist and he creates a work of art that is as extreme as it gets: The Dream of Kevorkian. Ill let you discover just where Hodge sees nihilism taking an artist.

Theres nothing soft or fuzzy about Prototype. Oh it has its touching moments the lesbian relationship between Adrienne and Sarah is as real and nuanced and sophisticated as any Ive read. Pretty good coming from a male. Not something Id try and he pulled it off.

When Prototype was first published it had the word horror on its spine. I imagine youd still call it horror now too but keep in mind as you read this book that if this had been a generic horror novel, Hodge would have told his story more or less like this: Clay is a monster. Maybe it is not his fault hes a monster, but he is one, so he is, therefore, evil. His doctor, Adrienne, wants to help him not be a monster. In a conventional horror novel they might even fall in love because the power of love might save the day. (Besides women, in that sort of book are only allowed to be good or bad themselves. And shes a scientist, and theres only good or bad science.) But, one way or another there would be a confrontation between good and evil. Good will more or less win, one way or another, because thats how those stories are supposed to work.