

Sea, Sky by Rosemary Kirstein 02/11/2004 . Source: Rosemary Kirstein 
The author of The Language Of Power ruminates about world creation and comes to the conclusion that there are basically two ways to do it. You can begin from the top down, or from the ground up. One day, when I was a little girl,
I was walking along a crowded, grubby beach when I came across a curious object:
two-thirds of a flattened circle, made of what seemed to be pale gray rubber and
sand. I remember strolling along turning it over and over in my hands trying to
fit it into my young picture of the world. I brought it to
my parents where they lounged on the old blanket next to the ice-chest, amid neighboring
families' dueling transistor radios. My father's reaction was a shrug, and a dismissive
"Trash," but my mother's was "Garbage" — quite a different matter: dirty, probably
rotten, and certainly chock-full of germs. She made me throw it away. 
But
it was very weird. I remember how very, very weird it was. Some
time later, I was paging through books in my town's little library. I had run
through the astronomy books and out of desperation started on biology, because
it was science. I knew I loved astronomy, and astronomy was "science," so maybe
other sciences would be just as good. Also, I figured it was about animals. I
liked animals. And there, in a book about sea-life, I found
my mysterious object. It was a "sand collar" -- the egg-case laid by moon snails.
I loved that name: moon snail. Fast-forward a number of years,
and I am wandering around the exhibits of the Air and Space Museum. This was back
when it temporarily shared space with the Smithsonian, and many of its displays
were just stuffed wherever they would fit. I was circumnavigating the corridor
outside the planetarium, coming across object after fascinating object every few
feet. And among them, casually sitting on a cheapo plastic pedestal: Telstar.
The communications satellite. Not a mockup of the one they
sent up; a second actual satellite that for some reason was never launched. And
in that cramped, ill-lit corridor, one thing struck me above all else, coming
as a blow to the heart, sudden, hard and deep, and it was this: It
was beautiful. Beyond my love of science, and of technology,
the object was simply beautiful. Faceted, faced with many small glittering purple
gems (solar cells). And I thought: That's what we made. That's what we put in
the sky. It's up there now. A jewel, hanging above the earth. Forward
a few more years -- okay, many years -- and I am creating.... a world. How
do you create a world? There are basically two ways to do
it. You can begin from the top down, or from the ground up. Beginning
from the top down, you set up your situation, and with that as given, trace down
to the root, to the causes. From what is, you work out how it must have happened;
and from that, where it might go from here. Beginning from
the bottom up, you take facts -- hard science if you've got it, soft science if
you don't -- twist them a bit, wind them up and let them go. See how it plays
out. And from that, discover how the world of your story must be now. Pick
one method, or the other. Or you can do what I did: use both. Beginning
from the top down: a geostationary satellite above a world where the bulk of humanity
has no science, and only simple technology. What would they think of it? And what
would it mean, that it could even be there, hanging above a low-tech society?
And beginning from the bottom up: a rubbery, sandy object,
an egg-case laid by a creature descended from sea-creatures. Because of its reproductive
nature, this creature has an instinctive ability to make objects. And, coming
from the sea, it perceives by reflected sound. So, it might not use its voice
to speak -- but if it were intelligent, how would it communicate? What's available?
These are not the only points of inspiration I used in creating
Rowan's world in the Steerswoman Series. But the moon-snail egg case was surely
the first, and Telstar surely the most striking. And one last
useful thing -- not in creating the world, but creating the story taking place
in the world. It comes from songwriter Hoyt Axton, who said: "Always write the
last line first. Then you know where you're heading." I know
the last line of the last book in the Steerswoman Series. But
I'm not telling. The following material
is being reprinted from the Del Rey Internet Newsletter. Thanks to Fleetwood Robbins.
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