Michael G. Williams has a new queer sci fi book out: A Fall in Autumn.
WELCOME TO THE LAST OF THE GREAT FLYING CITIES
It’s 9172, YE (Year of the Empire), and the future has forgotten its past.
Soaring miles over the Earth, Autumn, the sole surviving flying city, is filled to the brim with the manifold forms of humankind: from Human Plus “floor models” to the oppressed and disfranchised underclasses doing their dirty work and every imaginable variation between.
Valerius Bakhoum is a washed-up private eye and street hustler scraping by in Autumn. Late on his rent, fetishized and reviled for his imperfect genetics, stuck in the quicksand of his own heritage, Valerius is trying desperately to wrap up his too-short life when a mythical relic of humanity’s fog-shrouded past walks in and hires him to do one last job. What starts out as Valerius just taking a stranger’s money quickly turns into the biggest and most dangerous mystery he’s ever tried to crack – and Valerius is running out of time to solve it.
Now Autumn’s abandoned history – and the monsters and heroes that adorn it – are emerging from the shadows to threaten the few remaining things Valerius holds dear. Can the burned-out detective navigate the labyrinth of lies and maze of blind faith around him to save the City of Autumn from its greatest myth and deadliest threat?
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Interview with Dab of Darkness
A toy company makes a replica action figure of your likeness. What 2 accessories do they include?
A pair of dark black sunglasses and a backpack, but the backpack is able to be reversed somehow – turned inside out, flipped around, something along those lines – in a way that suggests I gain new powers from each variation.
I have so many pairs of sunglasses, and I have them tucked all over the place. I am always wearing sunglasses. I remember after a party, years ago, the host emailed me to say, “You left a pair of sunglasses at the party, and I know they’re yours because no one else wears Agent Smith glasses at all times.” I have spare sunglasses hidden away in many of the places where I keep regular sunglasses, too: by the front door, in the glove compartment, in the emergency roadside kit in the hatch of my car, in my gym bag, in my laptop bag, in my gaming bag, on my desk at work, you name it.
That last sentence might give some indication as to why a variable backpack would be the other accessory. I kind of have a problem when it comes to buying backpacks and messenger bags. I am obsessed with new bags, and I need a different bag for each reason I might need a bag. I have one bag for my laptop and all my writing stuff. I have a bag for gaming (I play a lot of tabletop RPGs with friends). I have my convention-guest bag. I have my convention attendee bag. I have my visual arts bag, with a drawing pad and some good pencils and sharpeners and the like. I have my old gaming bag, which has in it a bunch of character sheets from games we don’t play anymore but I’d like to pick back up. And, of course, I have my “the fascists are at the front door” go-bag, which is fully stocked with emergency supplies.
I guess the bag accessory doesn’t really need to be reversible, because now that I think of it, they’re all black. Wow, that Agent Smith jibe was really on-point.
If warning labels and safety features didn’t exist, what would be the likely thing you’d die from?
I think, given the number of accidents I’ve been in (only one, ever, was my fault, and that was nearly 30 years ago, but I’ve been in many), the serious answer is a car crash. I’ve been in enough car accidents that they’re a recurring nightmare. (And yet, I love to drive, and racing games are one of my favorite video game genres!)
But I think the more entertaining answer is undoubtedly the kitchen. I mean the whole kitchen would kill me. I love to cook, especially to bake, but I am a total klutz. I had to buy special gloves to wear when using knives because I stabbed or sliced or otherwise mangled my hands so many times. I’ve had the blades break in a food processor, I’ve had the motors burn out mid-use in countless small appliances, from immersion blenders to food processors to whatever. An old oven once died by way of having only the broiler element work, which I found out when I set a cardboard box of pizza in the oven on “warm” and had it burst into flames. I’ve had a refrigerator spring a leak that sprayed directly against its own power outlet. And we’re not even going to get into the times I’ve stopped up the garbage disposal.
Is there a genre or literary niche that you feel hasn’t gotten its deserved amount of attention?
I’m going to give two answers to this: the genre I think deserves more study and the genre I think deserves to be taken more seriously.
First, I definitely think more of us should be reading the Decadents: the weird fiction and proto-horror of the late 19th century, especially the nature-as-ultimate-alien-evil subgenre of things like The Great God Pan by Arthur Machen. It’s a legitimately terrifying story, and it’s incredibly imaginative. These days we’ve become very accustomed to the standard horror tropes: there’s a slasher/monster/Big Bad, and after we see some people suffer at their hands we can rest assured we’ll get narrative satisfaction from watching the Final Girl drive a stake through its heart and box it up until the sequel. That’s very gratifying, and I love those stories, and they allow writers and filmmakers to use those familiar structures to talk about other, deeper things. (For instance, I think the Scream series is easily the greatest horror franchise ever made, and that each installment is an incredibly complex film worthy of any college class. I could go on at length about how Scream 3 interrogates the way we experience memory and nostalgia as a constructed, artificial version of our own past and how that reveals the story we make of ourselves.) But our familiarity with that also keeps us comfortable. The whole idea of stuff like The Great God Pan, or any of the other, similar treatments of the overlap between ecstasy and terror, is the notion that the increasing human understanding of the natural world would lead us along a path of things we can know and comprehend to a realm of things we cannot, and the horror that would invoke in rational minds. The people of that time were just as haughty as we are in thinking the natural world was something for them to tame and exploit rather than a complex system much larger than themselves. In a lot of ways these are cautionary tales for our times, too, about how the natural world is not something to abuse or to take for granted, but something that will punish us for our hubris. In a time of rising seas and global climate change, we are the future the Decadents were trying to help their contemporaries avoid.
As for the genre that doesn’t get taken seriously enough, that’s urban fantasy, hands down. I think a small number of people who appoint themselves the gatekeepers of “real fandom” have decided it’s just soap operas with fangs and fairy wings, to which I say, (a) that sounds pretty awesome, and (b) who asked them anyway? Urban fantasy is in many ways the most complex and compelling genre going right now. It’s often a reflection of the fears and folklore we’ve inherited and are recreating in the contexts of our own times, and it’s often about an antihero, and I find both absolutely fascinating. I like to point out the moral behind any of a number of “old-fashioned” folklore: fairy rings, and the idea one should not eat the food or drink the drink the wee people offer, and so on. Those are all warnings that there are scary places the listener shouldn’t go, that one should have their guard up, that strangers may not mean well. I think the antihero stories of urban fantasy take the systemic and institutional prejudices we know exist – the racism and classism behind assuming urban environments are “dangerous,” for instance, and the misogyny behind devaluing the skills and achievements of women, particularly of independent women – and turn the sock inside out to tell us stories about how the characteristics that make a person feel isolated and denigrated are also the engines of their strength and individuality. Urban fantasy gives us opportunities to create diverse casts of characters and talk about prejudice, about hostility across intersectional boundaries, about how to build coalitions and strike back at entrenched power structures. It tells us stories of people who feel like they’re on the outside looking in, who find their people, who create opportunities to flex the muscles of their agency, who learn from one another’s uniqueness. That’s powerful, and we should respect that and be grateful for that.
What has been your worst or most difficult job? How does it compare to writing?
My day job is in information security, and for a couple of years I worked at a small company that specialized in doing information security for banks, credit unions, and lending institutions. That was incredibly stressful, not because the clients were tough – mostly they were great – but because the management at the company where I worked was so completely callous and utilitarian. They placed absolutely no value on the loyalty of employees and were constantly firing people or reassigning them on a whim. Management’s only direction seemed to be to get more out of fewer people, or to squeeze people harder for more work. I remember getting criticized because a manager said I was “spending too much time reading email,” whatever that was supposed to mean, in a month when I was responsible for 25% of all the work done by an 11-person team. It was that sort of place, where the underachievers and the overachievers were punished equally for sticking out and absolutely no one could have any sense of certainty about their future. On top of all that, the only way to get ahead was to go to “happy hour” with our boss’ boss’ boss on Friday afternoons, which was definitely not my scene. (I was once asked why I never went and I said, “Because I have real friends,” which at least meant I didn’t get asked anymore.) Last but not least, I caught them committing fraud and my management’s reaction was to yell at the person who let it slip that they “warned him never to let Michael find out.” I hated it, and when I got the job offer that allowed me to leave, I was sitting in my car in the parking lot and I just broke down crying. I would get so stressed out I was physically ill. I remember getting a stye on my way to work one day and driving the rest of the way half-blind, knowing it was a reaction to the stress.
Let me tell you, I’ve worked some hard jobs – waiter, farm hand, computer helpdesk – but no matter what the particular job is, nothing is harder than feeling trapped in a job you hate. If that’s where you find yourself, I hope to every god and devil that you find a way out of that. It’s awful. It kills people.
Would you prefer to visit Earth in 2100 or travel back to 1900 for a short visit? Why?
2100, here we come! I want to know what happens in the future! Books and movies and libraries and museums already let me see as much of the past as I want to see. (There are exceptions to this: I would love to see San Francisco during the gold rush.) My natural inclination is to look more to the future than to the past. I would love nothing more than to know what’s next, what’s down the road for our culture and society. I worry about it, to be frank, and I would like the chance to find out if the future is progressive or regressive, and if it’s the latter then what I need to do to try to correct our course.
You have to run an obstacle course. Who do you invite along (living or dead, real or fictional)?
First, I’m inviting Willow from Buffy. She gives us a big magical edge, and just speaking for myself, I’m going to need that. Next up in the draft is definitely Lauren Olamina from Octavia Butler’s Parable of the Sower. There is no one more capable of surviving a calamity, and of working with a team’s strengths and weaknesses. Third is going to be Starbuck from the rebooted Battlestar Galactica, because she’s going to scare the trousers off the other teams in addition to being a complete bad-ass and a gifted leader. Last but by no means least will be Faye Valentine from Cowboy Bebop. Not only is she as talented as anyone else at literally anything she tries, she’s also not afraid to cheat a little if that’s what it takes to succeed. I don’t want to know if she cheats, because I would feel bad, but I would like to win.
What is a recurring or the most memorable geeky argument or debate you have taken part in?
I think the most enduring one I’ve ever been a part of is, which Star Trek captain, and why? For me it used to be a tie between DS9’s Sisko and Voyager’s Janeway. These days I think it might be Captain Pike from Discovery. It might even be Lorca from Discovery (yes, really, and I have a whole set of reasons why). It’s one of those topics I don’t even need another person to debate: I can debate myself. It’s also a topic that lets people really examine and reveal what matters to them in leaders, and in stories, and for which there is no wrong answer. It gets at the heart of my favorite franchise, and it lets me really dig in and enjoy examining the distinct and overlapping elements of that franchise’s different iterations. I could talk captains all day, and I think I’ve probably been involved in debates about it since ST:TNG premiered.
(My other answer – I always have another answer – would be, what really happened at the end of Twin Peaks and at the end of Twin Peaks: The Return? But you probably don’t want a 25-page academic paper with citations.)
You’ve lost the use of your vocal chords for a solid 30 days. How does this affect your life?
I am, as you may have guessed from this interview, a big talker. I think I would probably lose my grip. I would very rapidly turn into a character from a 19th century novel, with a slate around my neck and a shard of squeaky chalk I bang against it when I want attention. I mean, let’s just be honest here. I would not handle it well.
I actually worked with someone once who took an oath of silence for a month as part of her spiritual tradition. She was allowed to speak but only if it pertained directly to work or to obtaining necessities. So, like, she could talk to her boss about a work task, or she could call 911 if she needed an ambulance, but otherwise she was expected to maintain perfect silence. At the time I found it humbling to see someone so steadfastly stick to her principles. She and I were of different religions, but I had tremendous respect for what she was doing. I also knew it would be patently impossible for me. No way. I think I would not do well. I suspect I would violate the terms of such a prohibition immediately upon accepting it by asking a hundred different questions about the terms of the deal.
What are you working on now, and when can we expect it?
I’ve just signed a deal for 4 more books in the world of A Fall in Autumn and will be writing the sequel over the summer. I can’t wait! I expect the second book, to be titled New Life in Autumn, will be out a year from now.
Later this year I have several other works, already finished and coming out from Falstaff Books:
Nobody Gets Out Alive will be coming out sometime soon, probably over the summer. It’s the fifth and final(-ish) book of The Withrow Chronicles, my suburban vampire series about a guy who became a vampire in the 1940’s and has declared himself the boss of all of North Carolina’s blood-drinkers. The series is a ridiculously fun sequence of genre mashups – vampires and zombies, vampires and superheroes, vampires and spy thrillers, vampires and war, vampires and their witch frienemies – telling a story that gets increasingly complex as Withrow slowly but surely learns the world of the supernatural is much bigger than he thought.
I also have the four-novella San Francisco urban fantasy series, SERVANT/SOVEREIGN. It starts with Through the Doors of Oblivion, and it’s about some of the most evocative moments in San Francisco’s history – such as the 1906 earthquake and fire – and witches and demons and time travel and real estate scams. I’m just exceptionally proud of it, and I get to really focus on the features of San Francisco I most adore, which are not necessarily the parts of the city they try to highlight for tourists. I don’t know exactly when that one is due out, either, but it’s made it through the content edits and the copyeditor and it’s now with the proofreader, so it’s getting close!
And, last but not least, I’ve reached the rights-reversion point on a bunch of short stories I sold years ago so I’m possibly going to reclaim those rights and produce an anthology of short stories and nonfiction essays I’ve written for various venues. That’s a maybe, though. We’ll see.
Thank you so much for having me – I really appreciate your and your readers’ time and attention. I hope you enjoy A Fall in Autumn and I would love to hear from you about it!
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Author Bio
Michael G. Williams writes wry horror, urban fantasy, and science fiction: stories of monsters, macabre humor, and subverted expectations. He is the author of three series for Falstaff Books: The Withrow Chronicles, including Perishables (2012 Laine Cunningham Award), Tooth & Nail, Deal with the Devil, Attempted Immortality, and Nobody Gets Out Alive; a new series in The Shadow Council Archives featuring one of San Francisco’s most beloved figures, SERVANT/SOVEREIGN; and the science fiction noir A Fall in Autumn. Michael also writes short stories and contributes to tabletop RPG development. Michael strives to present the humor and humanity at the heart of horror and mystery with stories of outcasts and loners finding their people.
Michael is also an avid podcaster, activist, reader, runner, and gaymer, and is a brother in St. Anthony Hall and Mu Beta Psi. He lives in Durham, NC, with his husband, two cats, two dogs, and more and better friends than he probably deserves.
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