Long Hidden, Speculative Fiction From the Margins of History

Posted by: Redhead on: June 5, 2014

• In: Daniel Jose Older | Meg Jayanth | Rose Fox | S. Lynn | Sofia Samatar | Sunny Morraine | Tananarive Due | Thoraiya Dyer
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Long Hidden: Speculative Fiction from the Margins of History, edited by Rose Fox and Daniel José Older

published May 2014

where I got it: Received review copy from the publisher. (Thanks Crossed Genres!)

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I’ve tried for a few days to write an introduction to this anthology that beats around the bush, that avoids the politics. Beating around the bush has proved impossible in the short span of time i give myself to write reviews.

 

So I will be blunt.

 

Unless you live under a rock, you know that historically the vast majority of speculative fiction published in the English speaking world has been written by straight white dudes, and what they wrote and published reflected their worldview.  I have nothing against their worldview, it’s just that I know there are about a billion other (six billion, working on seven, actually) worldviews out there, including my own.  I’d like to hear those voices too.  We (and by we, I mean me, and people like me: white, midwestern, don’t know any language but English) are getting points of view we have never seen before. Our eyes are being opened, and there is a blinding rainbow to be seen.

 

And I couldn’t be happier.  The world’s cultural  history doesn’t belong to just one group, so why should our speculative fiction?  Long Hidden: Speculative Fiction from the Margins of History offers over two dozen diverse stories about those who have been brushed aside, marginalized, been told that people aren’t interested in their stories, in too many cases been told to go away and shut up. Well, I might be a white girl from the midwest who led the easiest life you can imagine, but damnit, I am interested in these stories.

 

Yes, this is speculative fiction, but it is also historical fiction. Along with beautiful and sometimes haunting artwork,  each story in Long Hidden is subtitled by a place and a year, connecting and cementing everything that happens in this book with events that shaped history, many of which circle around colonialism, exploitation, slavery, and institutionalized dehumanization. Geographically, the stories range from India to Denmark, to China and Guatemala, and everywhere inbetween, offering a literal planetary scope of points of view. Dazzling prose, fascinating characters, and nearly everything I read had me running to the internet, Google, Google Maps, Wikipedia, typing in places, dates, names, and events. The internet isn’t an ideal source to be sure, but a collection of stories that has me asking myself “what was happening around this story? What is the context, why are these people so afraid, what else is happening here?” and instantly wanting to know more of the non-fiction that the fiction pointed to, that certainly that had to be one of the many purposes of this collection. I hope that you too will be interesting in doing further reading on your own, to further understand the contexts of these stories.  Because without context? it’s just a story. And nothing in Long Hidden is just a story. And that’s the point.

This collection is so large (over 25 stories!) and so varied, that I simply have to review it in parts.  Here is the first part, in which I talk about a selection of my favorite stories from the first portion of Long Hidden.

The collection opens with Sofia Samatar’s “Ogres of East Africa”, which takes place in Kenya in 1907. Alibhai is secretary, guide, and assistant to a blustery, patronizing, ignorant, and racist British big game hunter, referred to only as “my employer”. Alibhai is interviewing a villager, Mary, who claims to know all about ogres, and he is writing down his formal research and his observations. The story itself is the list of ogres and their descriptions, with Alibhai’s notes and observations in the margins. Anything his employer isn’t interested in, gets pushed to the margins, pushed outside of the attention sphere. Read that last sentence a few times, okay? As the big ogre hunt gets closer, Mary passes on her knowledge about how Alibhai can protect himself from the ogres.

 

We then move to  Thoraiya Dyer’s “The Oud”, which takes place in 1633 in The Ottoman Empire, where oud player Zahara finds herself torn between issues both national and deeply personal. She can’t even publicly mourn her late husband, as that would give people reason to ask why she needs more food and firewood than just a woman and tiny daughter would need. Zaraha is helping hide rebels in the caves in the woods. She brings supplies, and plays music to ease their fear. Born a Muslim, Zahara converted to Christianity out of love for her husband, yet still follows many of the local customs which are seen as pagan and witchcraft by both religions.  She’s not Christian enough to be accepted by his family, nor do her people accept her any longer, as she plays music in the presence of men, doesn’t cover her face, and follows other Christian customs. On top of that, she follows the older ways, and needs to build a particular song on the Oud, and pass it to her daughter, it’s the only way her daughter will survive. A foot in many worlds, Zahara is considered a member of none, and it was her very personal story that gripped me.

 

Going forward in time and moving to the United States, we then get “Free Jim’s Mine”, by Tananarive Due, which takes place in the city of Dahlonega Georgia in 1838.  Lottie is a run away slave, William is the Cherokee father of her unborn baby.   On the run from her owner, she hopes to find her Uncle Jim, the only free black man she knows. And he’ll surely help her, right? They do find Uncle Jim, and Lottie is shocked to see white men at the mine take orders from her uncle, and treat him as nearly an equal, or at least as a person. Both Lottie and William want one thing: the Freedom to choose their own path in life, to not be told where they must live, who they must work for, that they can’t make decisions for themselves. Uncle Jim isn’t sure he can save the two of them, but agrees if they sleep in the mine overnight, he will help them in the morning. There are whisperings that Jim’s freedom came at a terrible cost, but he’s not talking, and Lottie doesn’t really care.  In the morning, in the silence of the mine, only Lottie remains.

 

The next story is “Ffydd (Faith)” by S. Lynn, which takes place in Wales in 1919, and features a family trying to pick up the pieces after World War I. One brother has lost an arm, a sister has lost her husband, and one sister and her husband spend time in prison for refusing to fight or support the war effort.  But now, they are all together again, finally, trying to make life work.  She should be happy to have a husband home at all, seeing how so many women didn’t have anyone come home to them. But he’s changed, Trevor has.  Almost like a blind man, he needs help shaving, needs help brushing his hair.  What happened to him? How is that he has no reflection, and watches the chickens in the yard with such hunger in his eyes?  Author S. Lynn gives us a story of post war pain, yet all of the characters are able to smile, find humor in every day occurrences, and realize that if their lives are to continue, they must be the ones to make everything continue.

 

We then have “Across the Seam”, by Sunny Morraine with takes place in Lattimer Pennsylvania in 1897. Simply put, I loved this story and it is one of my favorites in the anthology. Iwan is a young immigrant who finds himself working at the Lattimer Mine. He barely speaks English, and is treated like shit by those who do. When accused of expecting “special treatment”, Iwan thinks to himself that the ethnic slurs and insults he fields are special treatment of a sort. It’s heartbreaking, really, how truly alone Iwan is. How is this a  better life than the one he left before? He is visited in his dreams by Baba Yaga, and no matter how many times he corrects her, Baba Yaga insists on referring to Iwan as a daughter, a sister. Baba Yaga wants to welcome her Iwanka into her arms, she wants to provide love and safely, or a sort, for this wayward child. Against the background of the Lattimer massacre, Iwan will  finally see himself for who he, or rather she, really is.

 

Skipping forward a bit,  I had a mixed reaction to Meg Jayanth’s “Each Part Without Mercy”, which takes place in Madras, India in 1746. This story is gorgeously atmospheric, you can smell the food, hear every echo, but it included so much local dialect that it took me a while to figure out what some of the words meant. And once I figured out that “thanthai” means “father”, everything made more sense. The British, French, and Portuguese are all fighting over the port city, and young Cani just wants to be safe with her family. She’s visited in her dreams by a dream-walker, and her family allows the dreamwalker sorcercers to take her to study with them. Each foreign power wants the natives on their side, there is a subtle false of security lurking just slightly off camera on nearly every page of the story. Cani thinks of the folk stories of her youth, and how her folk heroes may have been betrayed in similar ways. The dreamwalkers haunt the dreams of these foreign naval commanders, hoping to push their decisions one way or another. What will it cost Cani and the other dreamwalkers to keep their country safe?  The further I read into this story the more I liked it, however I felt that the second half of this story did not match the first half.

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That’s all I’ve got for you today, stay tuned for more of my thoughts on Long Hidden.

Tags: anthology, diversity, history, short stories