A week ago Friday, my short story “Being Human” was published in Flame Tree Publishing’s Robots and Artificial Intelligence collection. This anthology of short stories combines classic stories by L. Frank Baum, Jerome K. Jerome, and Ambrose Bierce with twenty new stories, including my own! This was my first pro-rate story sale, and I couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful venue!
I wanted to write a story that could be read at two levels. On the one hand, it’s straightforwardly a classic “robot upgrades from inorganic body to organic body” story, and I hope that read that way it is a rewarding way to read it. Originally I’d intended to have quite a bit more happen after Laura leaves the clinic and meets Asiya and her mother, but when I reached the point of having to write those scenes, they felt forced and awkward and unnecessary. In the end, the story was quite short, but, hopefully, still complete.
But on a deeper level, the story has very little to do with robots at all. A few months prior to when I wrote the story (which was in October 2017), a friend on FB had a link to this What is your gender? quiz, with hilarious results. I took the quiz myself, and was decidedly pleased that my gender came out as “Fine. Seriously, it’s completely fine. Nothing wrong here at all. This is a totally acceptable and normal gender with which to find yourself.” But a friend of mine’s result was “Robot” which somehow struck a chord with me. “Robot” may not describe my gender, but it does describe how hard it sometimes feels to be a human and to interact with humans. It is so exhausting trying to keep track of where my body is placed, and what I do with my hands and feet, and to pay attention to what people are saying, and what I should say, and how I can time my trips so that I arrive not too soon and not too late, and everything. All of that, I put into Laura. Every single thing she tells herself as she walks down the street she’s never walked down before (but which is in fact modeled after Old Elvet, in Durham, England, and the building that she enters is strongly reminiscent of the old shire hall that is across the street from my office) is something that I tell myself as I try to navigate the world. So it is my hope that someone will read the story, and see themself in Laura, in the same way that I put myself into her.
And all the rest of you people, who don’t do these calculations, who don’t have the running commentary in your heads, have you ever thought that maybe you’re the weird ones
- Publisher Q&A with the authors, part 1
- Publisher Q&A with the authors, part 2 (to come)