This week one of the great sci-fi series ends this week. I don’t know how it ends. But that is not important. What is important is that Battlestar Galactica has made people think. It has started discussions on a full gamut of topics: race, terrorism, ethics, creationism, sexism and what it is to be human.
But that is the beauty of science fiction. Science Fiction the red-headed step-child of literature. Yet out of science fiction we have some of the greatest writers, thinkers, philosophers and scientists that have ever lived. Jules Vernes, Octavia Butler, Harlan Ellison, Ben Bova, Margaret Atwood, Issac Asminov, Philip K. Dick, Andre Norton, Anne McCaffrey, Ursla K. Le Guin just to name a few. These men and women have inspired generations to think outside the conventional box, to look at our world with new eyes, to address social and moral wrongs when the society at large would have us just shut our mouths and ignore the larger issues. To conceive technologies beyond our current means, too shoot for the stars and beyond.
Science Fiction is a relatively new genre in the literary world, but visionary writers have been writing their version of the future for centuries with Utopian myths, Shakespearean legends, and tales of distant unnamed lands. As long as there is a person with a will to imagine, there is a glimpse to the future.
For those of us who write, we have huge shoes to fill. But we will. For we have our own visions, our own voices, and our own concerns about the future. The future is not stagnate, stale or written, it is ever influenced by our now.
We create our future by our actions of today. We create our literary greatness by our writing of today.
SO SAY WE ALL!