Sometimes I read things that make me say eep! just for what they remind me of.
In A Civil Campaign, an excellent novel by Lois McMaster Bujold, there’s a scene in which Ekaterin, a young widow, explains to her eleven-year-old son why she’s no longer speaking to Miles, the nobleman who’d been secretly courting her:
“Would you like it, if somebody promised to help you become a jump pilot, and you worked your heart out studying, and then it turned out they were tricking you into doing something else?”
Um… Yeah. Flashbacks to a scene or two in a novel by someone completely different. Vividly, and in full color.
This is why I jokingly say that the author of A Civil Campaign is deliberately thwarting me. Chronologically, the most recent book in the series happens when Ekaterin’s son is seventeen. Now, why should it matter to me, a fan of the series, that the author has not yet seen fit to give us a novel in which this minor (in both senses of the word) character is a little older — say, nineteen?
Because Terrence Cee, that’s why. And Arde Mayhew — may the tech never become so outdated that he has to retire. And Taura, whom we shall miss greatly. Sometimes I think, ‘Do you really think we won’t get it just ’cause the kid has two k’s in his name?’
I’m quite willing to believe it’s just a coincidence. True coincidence is amusing, too. On the other hand, as I’ve said before, I was right about the green columns in another pair of unrelated fictions, and sometimes the ‘intuitive eep‘ is correct.
Guess we’ll know in a couple of (in-story) years. 🙂