To my sister Olive
and my brother Clyde,
and all the words and games.
Nebula nominee Ross Rocklynne’s awe inspiring cosmic masterpiece, People of the Darkness is a science fiction classic of “vast, nebula-like beings and follows their life courses through billions from galaxy to galaxy.” (The Encyclopedia of Science Fiction) Rocklynne was nominated for the Nebula in 1972 for his novelette, “Ching Witch!,” and People of the Darkness showcases his talents at their height. SF historian/critic Sam Moskowitz lauds Rocklynne as “a successful exponent of telling the story from the viewpoint of the alien,” and hails People of the Darkness as a “fantasy masterpiece of intelligent spiral nebula.”
In this book you will encounter one of the most amazing casts of characters in all of science fiction — and not a single one is a human! You will meet Darkness, who rebelled against the ancient teachings of his people and set off on an impossible quest in search of other realms and other life. Sun Destroyer, whose delight was to demolish the solar systems other of her kind built the same way a kid kicks over someone else’s sandcastle — until she met Darkness. Yellow Light, offspring of Darkness and Sun Destroyer, who renewed his parents’ quest for other realms and beings, but whose destiny was to found a new, vital race to replace the dying People of the Darkness. And, finally, Devil Star, whose act of defiance would paradoxically make him his people’s guardian — and the one to finally solved the secrets of life and death. Plus a host of other characters, Darting Green Ray, Swift, Star Dust, Great Red Sun, Dark Fire — and the Oldster.
It’s no wonder the Encyclopedia of Science Fiction says that Rocklynne, “who specialized in space opera constructed around ingenious scientific problems,” possessed “one of the most interesting… florid imaginations of his time,” and the SF Source Book cautions “his work should not be judged by the standards of his pulp contemporaries.” While Ray Bradbury hailed Rocklynne’s writing as “Unusual and unexpected!” and says, “I liked People of the Darkness!”
Here is how Ross Rocklynne described himself in a wartime issue of Planet Stories (May 1943), at about the time he was writing the People of the Darkness saga:
“I was born February 21, 1913, in Cincinnati, Ohio. But before I explain anything else, let me account for the way the twig was bent: My earliest memories concern my father’s workshop, wherein he invented perpetual-motion machines. None of these machines ever worked, by the way. But I always waited in wide-eyed interest. It was only many years later, when, as a result of my admiration of these gadgets, I began to read science-fiction, that I was able to point out to my father the fallacies of his ambition. However, he was a die-hard (as his father was before him). And he never gave up. A peculiar commentary on this is that not so long before my father’s death, I was enthusiastically at work, collaborating with him on a perpetual-motion machine myself. I had mathematically proved that the theory was sound. We stayed in this happy state of mind for a long time, while the machine slowly grew. But long before its completion, I doubted my own arithmetic (which never had been my strong point) and busied myself drawing diagrams no one but I understood. Alas, these diagrams conclusively disproved what my mathematics had proved, and humanity was out a cheap source of power.
“To get back to a chronological order, at various times in my life I have washed windows, scrubbed floors, tended guinea pigs and furnaces; worked in department stores as flunky, stock boy, supply clerk, assistant purchasing Agent; spent some interesting and instructive years at the Evening School of the University of Cincinnati, held the position of assistant editor on an Evening paper.
“I have been happily married somewhat over a year, and the girl is a writer herself; which makes it about perfect, doesn’t it? Since before the war, we have been to the West Coast, back East again, and have returned to California. To bring this up to date, at present we stand alone in the swollen city of Los Angeles, with virtually no permanent address, watching defense workers rush in from every direction. There is a stir in the air, a controlled excitement: Uncle Sam is rolling up his sleeves; and the date of the knock-out punch, we feel, is the only uncertainty.”
Rocklynne modestly concludes: “Unhappily (like a lot of other writers who find themselves writing an autobiographical sketch at the behest of a hopeful editor) my existence has been almost placid, certainly disappointing from an adventurous standpoint. In a way, though, I am happy about this. I write stories and have my adventures that way. I can only hope that the readers are happy about the situation, too.”
We are sure that when you have finished People of the Darkness, you will be happy about the situation, too. (And look for Ching Witch! & Other Science Fiction Stories, the first ever collection of Ross Rocklynne’s shorter work, coming soon from Renaissance E Books.)