Showing posts with label Emergence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emergence. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Interview with Marita Smith, author of Emergence

Today at the Speculative Fiction Showcase, it gives us great pleasure to interview Marita Smith, whose novel Emergence was our featured new release on May 7, 2018.




Emergence is the second book in the Kindred Ties Trilogy. Your bio describes you as a paleo-biogeochemist. How important is your knowledge of science to your writing?

I think it’s intrinsic to the way I write; science permeates everything! I remember sitting in lectures at university daydreaming about potential applications of molecular jugglery, geology, electromagnetic radiation, evolution….an understanding of natural phenomenona has changed the way I interact with the world, and I love being able to express that through my writing. 

Tell us a bit more about the Walkers and their present day incarnations.

The Walkers are part of an ancient reincarnation cycle designed to keep the Earth in balance. In Emergence, we learn more about this cycle and its ancient origins. The present day incarnations are three sixteen year-olds, each with the ability to communicate with animals of a particular biome: Eli (Air), Fletcher (Earth), and Ariana (Water). 

What is the Convergence gene and could such a thing exist in real life?

The Convergence gene is a mutation on the mitochondrial gene sequence that enables a person to form a telepathic bond with a unique animal partner. The Walkers alone have the unique ability to communicate with all animals from one of the three biomes of air, earth, and water. 
Our mitochondria, which produce most of our cellular energy, are the result of an ancient symbiosis event. It’s pretty miraculous (and terrifying) that all multicellular eukaryotes (us included) would not be here today unless one prokaryote engulfed another, billions of years ago. What if this organelle has an even more important role, one that has lain dormant and long forgotten? What if a mutation on the mitochondrial gene sequence enabled humans to communicate with animals? 

Who or what are the antagonists in this story, the MRI? What do the initials stand for?

The Mitochondrial Research Institute (MRI) is a genetics organisation aware of the existence of this incredible ability, actively hunting down teenagers with the Convergence gene around the world for their mysterious (and sometimes lethal) experiments. You do not want to end up in one of their research compounds, trust me.

The story seems to have both a science fiction and a fantasy element – in the blurb it says that “a catastrophic solar storm threatens to release a dark spirit that
will imperil the entire planet.” How do the elements of fantasy and science interact?

The story definitely draws from both science fiction and fantasy. Science is the backbone for the convergence between humans and animals, but I also incorporate a parallel universe, the spirit world, which only the Walkers can enter through meditation. The Walkers’ abilities are tied to the existence of ancient spirits composed of pure energy that can traverse the boundary between worlds. In the spirit world, the Walkers’ animal partners can assume almost any form; my favourite is Jericho (Ariana’s salamander) – he turns into a dragon!

Do you have any other works in progress?

I’m currently busy working on Book 3, which will be released early 2019. 

What is a paleo-biogeochemist?

A paleo-biogeochemist is someone who analyses really old stuff (paleo) left by living organisms (bio) in ancient sediments and rocks (geo) using chemistry (chemist). In my thesis, I studied organic compounds left by algae and archaea deposited on the sea floor around Australia. By comparing ratios of particular organic compounds (called molecular fossils, because they are long-lived, like dinosaur bones) it’s possible to reconstruct ancient sea temperatures. Pretty neat, huh?

I am intrigued by the suggestion that chemistry is a language in its own right. Can you tell us more about what you mean?

Chemistry enables me to see the world in a different, more visceral way. Thermodynamics, crystal structure, enzymes, haemoglobin…there is so much depth to the phenomenon we take for granted around us, whether it’s occurring at the top of a mountain or in each of our cells. Chemistry is Earth’s language. 

You have travelled widely – has your experience when travelling influenced your writing?

In 2013, I spent a year working on organic farms in the UK alongside people highly attuned to natural rhythms. I woke with the sun, planted according to the lunar cycle, and ate just-picked vegetables at every meal. I was also writing a journal article based on my honours research and delving into the latest Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) Report. The disparity between the two worlds was alarming. By day, I was helping create a sustainable future; by night, I was churning through data detailing the steady degradation of the planet by human hands over the last few centuries. When I returned home to Australia, I was struck by how readily we take natural resources for granted and the sheer volume of stuff we consume. There had to be a way to find balance, to create a world where humans lived in harmony with the Earth. It struck me that long ago, perhaps we did. Maybe we took only what we needed, and lived alongside plants and animals, just one part of the evolutionary tree of life. 

Are you working on the third book in the trilogy and what do you foresee for the concluding volume?

I’m currently busy working on Book 3, which will be released early 2019. The final book is shaping up to be my favourite – we’ll see the Walkers really mature into their roles, with plenty of action!

What are you reading at the moment, inside or outside the genre?

I always tend to have a non-fiction and fiction book on the go. At the moment I’m reading Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fates of Human Societies by Jared Diamond, and have just finished Emily Suvada’s This Mortal Coil (which was brilliant!).  

Can you name seven books that have had a great influence on you?

The Ender’s Game series by Orson Scott Card – I read these when I was young, and they’ve really stuck with me. I loved the world, the science, the terminology, and how smart and able the Battle School kids are (Bean will always be my favourite).

Dune by Frank Herbert – another book I read when I was young; the beautifully crafted Arrakis will always be with me.

Fall on Your Knees by Ann-Marie MacDonald – The first time I saw myself  (as a budding baby queer) in a story. 

Ahab’s Wife by Sena Jeter Naslund – I took this with me on my travels, and it’s a BIG book to lug around. That’s how much I love it. 

Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson – all of his novels take interesting scientific, historical, and philosophical concepts and mash them together until your brain explodes with new possibilities. Just, wow.

Children of Time by Adrian Tchaikovsky – the evolutionary narrative, the science – I adored this book. Tchaikovsky creates an alternative history that challenges human superiority to the very core. 

Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind and Homo Deus: A Brief History of Tomorrow, by Yuval Noah Harari – an insightful examination of humanity’s insatiable quest for connection and to understand our place in the universe and the energy that surrounds us. 

You can buy Emergence and Marita Smith's other novels here:

Apple iTunes | Dymocks | Booktopia | Harbour Publishing House



About Marita Smith:




Marita Smith is an author, editor, and gourmet mushroom grower. After finishing a PhB (Hons) in Science at the Australian National University, she worked as a paleobiogeochemist in the Netherlands and then vagabonded her way across Europe working on small farms. She now lives in a tent on the NSW South Coast, where she writes young adult science fiction, cultures bioluminescent fungi, and hangs out with her donkey, Mindy.


Monday, May 7, 2018

Emergence (Kindred Ties, Book 2) by Marita Smith

Release date: May 1, 2018
Subgenre: Young adult science fiction

About Emergence:

 

The fight for order has only just begun… Fletcher, Ariana and Eli are walkers: carriers of a rare gene that enables them to communicate with animals and bridge our world and the spirit world. It is up to them to avert a catastrophic solar storm that threatens to release a dangerous dark spirit. Yet they’re hunted by a powerful genetics organisation, the MRI, which will stop at nothing to control their powers.
Reeling from loss and betrayal, scientist Robyn Greene must protect the walkers at all costs. Can she figure out the MRI’s plans and help the walkers bring Earth back into balance before it’s too late?

 

Excerpt:

 

“If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.”


– Nikola Tesla


Shock Tactics


Ariana pulled at her restraints, metal biting into her wrists as she struggled for breath. The electrodes plastered to her chest and scalp burned, each one like a red-hot poker. Head pounding, she lifted her gaze to the reinforced glass wall. Robyn and the earthship felt like a once familiar dream beginning to fade. Even memories of her brother’s face were starting to blur, leaving a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach.
Fang and Derek stood watching her, surrounded by a retinue of scientists and glinting machines. Derek leaned forward and pressed the intercom. It crackled in the eerie stillness of the chamber. “Once more.”
Ariana shook her head. “Derek, please –”
Current flooded her body. The pain locked her jaw, sending her muscles into fiery spasms. Her entire body felt on fire, every nerve ending pushed to breaking point. Blood pounded in her ears, a scream ricocheting through her skull. A tiny bronze-speckled salamander writhed in a small cage beside her. The sight of him sent fat tears streaking down her cheeks.
Jericho, she thought.
Blue light skimmed across her limbs, brightening as it encased her body in a vibrant electric sphere. The pain dulled as the spirit energy washed through her. Ariana closed her eyes and let it fill her mind and body. Calm descended on her in a wave.
I am here. The salamander’s voice caressed her mind.
I don’t know how much more I can take.
They want to understand your aura, little one. They want to use its power.
Ariana opened her eyes. Derek and Fang stood rooted to the spot, staring at her as the blue light flickered outward, tendrils raking the walls. Fang raised the receiver and the blue light halted, rushing back towards Ariana. The chip at the base of her skull throbbed as it interrupted the flow of energy. She felt nothing; riding out the pain as if she were outside her body. Ariana catalogued the red gashes on her wrists and ankles, the burns left by the electrodes, as Jericho twitched then lay still.
It lasted only a heartbeat.
The electrodes pulsed again and Ariana jerked, gasping for breath and rattling her restraints. Sparks jumped from her skin into the air. When she looked up again, Derek was watching her, a momentary flicker of pain on his face.
The heavy door swung open to reveal three scientists. As they wheeled Jericho away, Ariana reached out for the touch of the salamander’s mind but felt nothing. She heard the familiar snap as the wheelchair was unfolded behind her, then slumped into it as her restraints clicked open. Eyes glazed and head pounding, she tried desperately to take note of her surroundings, looking for anything she could use to escape, but the room was bare. Ariana clung to the wheelchair as she was trundled through the door into the clinical corridor. The harsh fluorescent lights blurred as her vision clouded. She tried to keep her eyes open, but darkness claimed her.

 

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About Marita Smith: 

Marita Smith is an author, editor, and gourmet mushroom grower. After finishing a PhB (Hons) in Science at the Australian National University, she worked as a paleobiogeochemist in the Netherlands and then vagabonded her way across Europe working on small farms. She now lives in a tent on the NSW South Coast, where she writes young adult science fiction, cultures bioluminescent fungi, and hangs out with her donkey, Mindy.

 

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Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Preservation: A DRMR Short Story by Michael Patrick Hicks

Release date: April 28, 2017
Subgenre: Military science fiction, Cyberpunk

About Preservation:

 

Memories are the most dangerous beast.Kari Akagi is ex-British Special Forces, augmented by her government to be the prime soldier. In the wake of a devastating attack that cost her her legs, she has a new mission - protecting South Africa's endangered species as a ranger for the Kruger National Park game reserve.

The number of animals within the reserve is rapidly dwindling as poachers mercilessly slaughter them for black market trade. Somebody is paying and equipping the poachers, and after her unit comes under assault, Akagi is determined to end this impossible war.

All she needs to do is capture one of the poachers alive, hack into his brain, and find out who hired him. A lifetime of fighting, though, has taught Akagi that things are rarely ever that simple...

Preservation is a stand-alone short story set in the world of the DRMR series.

Excerpt:

 

Kari Akagi sat in the crook of a massive baobab tree, a rifle in her lap, roughly twenty meters above the low-lying plains of the Kruger National Park.
From her perch she could see the Olifants River, which divided the southern and northern regions of Kruger. The north was elephant country, and she watched as a herd bathed in the shallow depths and grazed along its banks.
There was a simple joy in watching the massive creatures live their lives, in seeing the young ones play.
Their life expectancy was too short for her liking, but the luckiest among them could live for fifty years or more. If the poachers didn’t get to them first.
Her morning had started with news of another rhino killing. The reserve had less than one hundred left, and there was a countdown hanging over the heads of the survivors. Each one dead drove the black market prices of their ever-scarcer horns higher and higher into the millions.
The news had woken her like a kick to the gut, and she’d wanted to rage at the rangers and volunteers who had fucked up and let this happen. Unfair, certainly, but her anger was palpable. Instead, she retreated and cut off her commNet, fuming.
She zoomed in on the Olifants, increasing the resolution of her blink-powered retinal upgrades and recorded the lackadaisical scene playing out below. This was a memory she wanted to keep.
Standing to stretch her torso, she set the rifle aside and raised her arms above her head, holding the pose for several deep breaths. Then she bent at the waist, stretching her spine, shoulders, and the muscles of her one remaining thigh, the flex deep enough that she was able to touch the two long blades that had replaced both feet.
Her legs had been lost to an IED years ago. Her left leg, from the hip down, was a mechanized limb replacement system. Both high-grade prosthetics were equipped with hundreds of ultra-fast quantum-load microprocessors, hydraulics, rotors, flexions, actuators, and sensors. A neuronal interface allowed her to control each limb as if it were the real thing, and the built-in multi-directional response coordinators allowed her to move with ease and grace in virtually any environment.
With her chin practically touching the tough Kevlar shell of the artificial knee joint, she could feel the absorbed heat boiling off the deep blue fabric.
Although she was warm and hadn’t eaten real food in several days, she had little concern for dehydration or starvation. The military had seen to her well-being both before and after her mandatory four tours in Afghanistan and Syria. Keeping her in-country in such harsh climates that ranged from desert tundra to colder mountain terrain had required significant modifications to her meat suit.
Akagi’s innards had been replaced with artificial organs to regulate her body’s water loss, and nasal cavity inserts and heat exchangers implanted atop her jugular veins and neck arteries inhibited water loss that occurred through exhalation and perspiration. There were even filter systems installed in her bladder and large intestine to capture, concentrate, and store any water lost through digestive waste. In her rucksack was a three-month supply of hard-shelled, egg-shaped candies. Each one contained a liquid center and provided her with her daily requirement of nutrients and calories.
While the military had designed her to be an optimized soldier, she had found a more satisfying niche working as a wildlife ranger. The truth of it was, she had merely traded one war for another, exchanging a cause for a cause. Her cause, nowadays, just happened to have four legs and tusks or horns.
Rising from the stretch, she again lifted both arms over her head and pulled her torso first to the left, then the right, stretching her oblique abdominals.
Her body felt looser, her mind more composed. Until the ping hit her commNet with an urgent alert and a geotag.
Another kill.
She felt her cheeks warm in anger, then quickly cool as her implants triggered a temperature regulation control and systolic dampener. The physical stressors were muted, but they didn’t do shit for her emotional state and only made her feel that much more pissed off.
“Has anyone heard from Gerhardt?” Command asked.
“Negative,” she said. “What was his last status?”
“He checked in for morning debriefing, but no updates since.”
“Roger that, Command.”
Another kill, and now a missing ranger. She swore softly to herself, unsettled.
 

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About Michael Patrick Hicks:

Michael Patrick Hicks is the author of the science fiction novel Convergence, an Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award 2013 Quarter-Finalist. He is also the author of the short horror story, Consumption, and his work appears in the science fiction anthology, No Way Home. He lives in Michigan and is hard at work on his next story.

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