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Title:Arcana Caelestia
Notice:Directory listings are in topic 2
Moderator:NETRIX::thomas
Created:Thu Dec 08 1983
Last Modified:Fri Jun 06 1997
Last Successful Update:Fri Jun 06 1997
Number of topics:1300
Total number of notes:18728

697.0. "trees allover the place" by MUNICH::BEARDSWORTH (Name is toooo long) Thu Sep 22 1988 13:21

    I know this is not a question about an SF book, but and SF book
    prompted it. I am reading "Hothouse" by Brian Aldiss at the moment.
    Its about an all encompassing Banyan tree, and the inhabitants.
    I remember (years and years and years) ago reading a book about
    a very large (but I dont think planet covering) tree. Some people
    went to visit it, and travelled down the limbs by using canoes in
    the rivulets (!) of water in the bark.
    
    	Can anyone guess what that book was called? I forgot completely!
    
    		Any help, appreciated.
    
    			Rob
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697.1I Don't Know, But...DRUMS::FEHSKENSThu Sep 22 1988 13:3911
    I don't know of the story you mentioned, but there's also Alan Dean
    Foster's Midworld, and I believe there's an Ursula Leguin story
    titled "The Word for World is Forest" or something like that.
    I also vaguely recall a short story about a tree-dwelling people
    who throw their old folks and otherwise "defectives" over the side
    to the forest floor.
    
    Didn't Hothouse appear for a while under a different name?
    
    len.
     
697.2AKOV11::BOYAJIANThat was Zen; this is DaoThu Sep 22 1988 18:006
    re:.1
    
    Until a relatively recent edition under the proper title, HOTHOUSE
    always appeared in the US as THE LONG AFTERNOON OF EARTH.
    
    --- jerry
697.3Niven?SSGBPM::KENAHLimerence isn't enoughThu Sep 22 1988 19:204
    The tree story described in the base note sounds like Larry Niven's
    _The Integral Trees_.
    
    					andrew
697.4relationship?WMOIS::B_REINKEAs true as water, as true as lightThu Sep 22 1988 20:037
    Foster's Midword was, I believe derived from a reading of Aldis's
    book.
    
    I have a vague memory of having read this in a book review in a
    SF magazine.
    
    Bonnie
697.5Maybe it was J VerneMUNICH::BEARDSWORTHName is toooo longFri Sep 23 1988 07:318
    Hmm, 
    		It definitely WASNT integral trees. (Ive read that).
    I read the book about 15-20 years ago (thats why I cant remember
    who it was). I have a horrible feeling, it was Jules Verne, but
    thats just because I read ALL of his books when I was 13-15 years
    old.
    
    Rob
697.6OPUS::BUSCHFri Sep 23 1988 17:126
Re. -< Maybe it was J Verne >-

That was "Village in the Treetops" (roughly translated), but that took place in 
Africa, and the trees didn't cover the world.

Dave
697.7Other treesFORTSC::KRANTZAs simple as possible, but not moresoMon Mar 12 1990 00:4013
    Another story which it wasn't is LeGuin's "Vaster Than Empires and More
    Slow", in which there is a world-encompassing plant intelligence, but
    no animals (other than the explorers) and no canoeing in rivulets.

    Leguin also told a point-of-view story (I forget the title) about a tree
    which passes (stationary) automobiles running along an asphalt strip.
    Guilt pangs over frontending one once, but they shouldn't have stumbled
    off their shelf.

    Any other tree stories out there?

    -- mikeK
697.8Two by VanceLUGGER::REDFORDI've had fun, and this isn't itMon Mar 12 1990 19:5811
    There was a 50s novel by Jack Vance called "Sons of the Tree", 
    about a sentient, world-dominating tree.  It reached up into the 
    stratosphere and fed on human blood.  The people of the planet were
    hynotically enslaved into believing it was a god.
    
    That was paired in an old Ace Double with "The Houses of Iszm", 
    also by Vance, which was about trees that were genetically 
    engineered into being houses.  The plot revolved around trying to 
    steal the seeds of the tree.
    
    /jlr
697.9tree fragment (splinter?)TROA09::SKEOCHParallel processors never converge.Mon Mar 12 1990 21:3910
I can remember a story about a tree so large that it's roots would reach 
deep into the bedrock of the planet. While competing for growing space with 
another such tree, it discovers that it can transport tiny amounts of uranium
through its root system, and concentrate it enough to create an explosion which 
destroys its opponent. There's a spaceship in there somewhere, too.

Any ideas?


Ian S.
697.10It was a sad tale...SAC::WHITAKER_AThe man from HullTue Apr 17 1990 12:299
    
    	I remember this story (a bit). It concerned two forests which 
    	were competing for living space. The conflict esculated upto
    	the point were one forest transported uranium through its roots
    	to create an explosion and destroy its opponent. I must have read
    	this about 15 years ago and it was in a collection of short
    	stories. I will try and dig out the author and the book.
    
    							Andy
697.11Aldiss' HOTHOUSE (and other futures)VERGA::KLAESQuo vadimus?Wed Nov 03 1993 11:31142
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From: dani@netcom.com (Dani Zweig)
Newsgroups: rec.arts.sf.reviews
Subject: REPOST: Belated Reviews PS#21: Aldiss/Jeppson/Bass: Distant Futures
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Date: 03 Nov 93 00:32:02 GMT
 
   Belated Reviews PS#21:  Misc. 5: Aldiss/Jeppson/Bass: Distant Futures
 
I'm again taking the liberty of grouping a number of authors from whose
work I only intend to review one or two books, and of squeezing those
books into a theme.  Most of the books in this review are minor works of
minor authors, but sometimes a nothing-special book catches one's fancy. 
 
Brian Aldiss is *not* a minor author.  I've used the term "one-book author" 
a number of times to refer to authors with only one book of interest, but
I don't wish the fact that I'm only discussing one Aldiss novel to give 
that impression:  He has numerous books to his credit, including such
acclaimed works as "Frankenstein Unbound", "The Billion/Trillion Year Spree",
"Report on Probability A" and the relatively recent "Helliconia" trilogy.
The only one of his books of which I greatly enjoyed, however, was 
"Hothouse".  (I will confess to using 'acclaimed' here as a euphemism for
"I didn't much care for it, but I realize that lots of other people did.")  
 
"Hothouse" (***+) is a fantasy disguised as a science fiction novel.  The
time is billions of years in the future:  The sun is hotter than today's,
and its death is not far off.  Tidal forces have locked the Earth and the
Moon face to face, and biological forces have had so much time to work that
the two bodies are connected by...cobwebs.  (The term 'cobwebs' is, if not
utterly accurate, adequately descriptive.)  The dominant life forms on Earth
are vegetable, and some of those have evolved mobility and even a degree
of intelligence.  The only survivors of the animal kingdom in the world-
sized forest of this future are a few species of insects -- and the primitive
descendents of humanity.  (Intelligence has allowed humanity to survive,
barely, but this isn't a world in which intelligence is much of an edge.)
 
Most of the book follows Gren, a youth who is separated from his small
family grouping and set adrift in this future world, which he understands
no better than does the reader.  It's a grim enough journey -- the world 
through which Gren travels is voracious and inhospitable -- but wonder-filled.
Aldiss has painted a vivid picture of a world through which plants climb
and fly and hunt, with vegetative intelligences below and with vegetative
spiders shuttling through space.  It is this backdrop, more than the story
which plays out against it, which gives "Hothouse" its power.
 
("Hothouse" was originally published in the US in an abridged version titled
"The Long Afternoon of Earth".  Personally, I preferred the abridged version.) 
 
J.O. Jeppson has had better marketing success since she started signing
her work "Janet Asimov", but the best of her novels came out under her
own name, and I enjoyed it far more than any fiction her husband wrote in
the seventies or eighties.
 
"The Last Immortal" (***+) is a robot's story, albeit not a postronic robot.
The story begins not long in our future, and goes to the collapse of the 
universe and beyond.  It's a light-weight story in many ways, and an 
improbable one:  Tek is the last surviving robot of the dragons who came 
to our universe when theirs collapsed, billions of years ago.  For a time he
lived with humanity (we learn in passing), but finally he asked to be 
allowed to end -- and for a long time his request was granted.  By the
time he is mysteriously revived, the universe is collapsing, and a small
expedition has formed to return to the original dragon universe.
 
It's an enjoyable light read, with occasional unexpected depths.  Tek
himself is an odd mixture -- humble, self-efacing, but (as the final product
of an immensely long robotic evolution) possessed of far greater abilities 
than he realizes.  The main weakness of the book is the humanity of the
far future, which is a bit *too* similar to that of the present, but not
much harm is done, because that premise isn't asked to bear much weight.
 
"The Last Immortal" is a sequel to "The Second Experiment" (**) -- a 
competent but nothing-special novel which gives Tek's origin and recounts 
his earlier dealings with dragons and humans -- but it can be read on its 
own.  Of her other work, the early 'Norby' novellas -- coauthored by "Janet
and Isaac Asimov" may be worth reading, if you don't mind juveniles that
talk down to their audience a bit.  They're about a well-meaning robot
(three parts Jeppson robot to one part Asimov robot in character) who was
cobbled together from spare parts, some of them very alien.  The first
Norby book is "The Norby Chronicles" (**+) (actually an omnibus of the
hardcovers "The Mixed-Up Robot" and "Norby's Other Secret").  They go
steadily downhill after that, so "Norby: Robot for Hire" (**-) is adequate
and further sequels are not. 
 
T.J. Bass *is* a one-book author.  Okay, make that a two-book author.  The
first, and weaker of the two books, is "Half Past Human" (**).  It portrays
a future Earth whose human population has risen to three *trillion*, squeezing
out almost all other biota on the planet.  It is not necessary to read
"Half Past Human" in order to understand its superior sequel,  "The
Godwhale" (***+), and my advice to anyone thinking of reading these books
is to read "The Godwhale" first, and the other one if it seems worth while.
 
The world of the Godwhale is a world coming back from the brink of death.
The Godwhale herself is an ancient cyborg plankton gatherer, abandoned
when the plankton was gone.  Now, somehow, some life has returned to
the seas.  The land is devoted entirely to the needs of the Hive -- the
human warren with a population density almost a thousand times greater
than our own -- and with the discovery that the sea once again represents
a potential food source, the Hive attempts to exploit it.  The genetic
modifications which make survival possible under such crowded conditions,
however, limit the usefulness of Hive humans as an outside crew, so the Hive
engineers itself some old-style humans.  And gets itself some old-style 
troubles.  (The reader should not anticipate the cliche of true humanity
sweeping aside a failed pseudo-humanity.  The Hive is still the two-hundred-
billion ton gorrila on the planet.)
 
"The Godwhale" is an interesting book, rich in ideas, weaker on the story-
telling side.  Its characters include Larry Dever, who accidentally got
himself bisected centuries earlier, ARNOLD, whose design was based upon
Larry's, Rorqual Maru, a sentient cyborg based on a whale, a number of
appealing cybernetic organisms -- and a support cast of trillions.
 
%A  Aldiss, Brian
%T  Hothouse
%O  Slightly abridged under the title "The Long Afternoon of Earth"
 
%A  Jeppson, J.O.
%O  Later works published under the name Janet Asimov
%T  The Last Immortal
 
%A  Bass, T.J.
%T  The Godwhale
 
=============================================================================
 
The postscripts to Belated Reviews cover authors of earlier decades who
didn't fit into the original format -- whether because the author seemed
an inappropriate subject, or because I was unfamiliar with too much of the
author's work, or whatever -- or sometimes just isolated works of such
authors.  The emphasis will continue to be on guiding newer readers
towards books or authors worth trying out, rather than on discussing them
comprehensively or in depth.  I'll retain the rating scheme of ****
(recommended), *** (an old favorite that hasn't aged well), ** (a solid
lesser work), and * (nothing special). 
 
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