Rudy Rucker and Bruce Sterling's twisted future Hollywood story will provide you with endless catch-phrases

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You might think there's a limit to how weird Rudy Rucker or Bruce Sterling can get, but when they team up, their combined weirdness limit rises exponentially. Witness their strange, unsettling — and highly quotable — story "Good Night, Moon."


This isn't the first collaboration between Rucker and Sterling — they also wrote "Colliding Branes," published in Asimov's Science Fiction. But I'm willing to bet "Goodnight Moon," beautifully illustrated by Tim Bower, is a high water mark. The story, published at, takes place in a future Hollywood where the movie industry has turned into a kind of dream-fabbing, which in turn has had some, umm, gnarly effects on reality itself. How much is reality affected? Well, the moon's vanished. But the group of struggling L.A. creatives is too busy munching their unicorn bacon and pitching their stories about turning into paramecia.

You'll find yourself re-reading lines like "Ganzer's creation oozed from the everting seahorse-valleys that gnarled the fabule's surface" a few times just to get all of the demented awesomeness that's packed into them. Here's how it begins:

"They say the moon's gone missing," said Carlo Morse. He set another fabule on the checkered tablecloth at Schwarz's Deli.

Jimmy Ganzer examined the growing collection of dream nuggets. The fabules were tightly patterned little pastel spheres, pockmarked and seamed, scattered across the tabletop like wads of gum. "Nobody goes for space travel dreams anymore," said Ganzer. "I don't want to work on that."

"I don't mean the moon's supposed to be in our new fabule for Skaken Recurrent Nightmare," said Morse. "I'm telling you that the moon has really gone missing. Reports from Shanghai say the moon faded from the sky a few hours ago. Like a burnt-out firework. Everyone's waiting to see what happens when night hits Europe and the U.S."

Ganzer grunted.

Morse adjusted his augmented-reality necktie, whose dots were in a steady state of undulation. "That's gotta mean something, don't ya think?"

"It's not even sunset yet in L.A.," said Ganzer carelessly. "So what if there's no moon?"

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Anekanta - spoon denier

This sounds completely awesome. Wait? Did I say that out loud, or only dream it? Also, I hear the entire city of New York has turned into a large, overripe cantaloupe.

In all seriousness, I dreamed earlier today that as I was walking down the street, a biker threw a large beer bottle at me, but missed. Then he got his M16 with mounted grenade launcher out of a storage locker, and told me about his plan to blow up a building or famous landmark—like a conveniently nearby building, constructed to lean on a 45 degree angle.

But due to the rapidity of cellular communications, a crowd heard of his plan and quickly gathered, along with camera crews, to witness the event. The biker was upset, as there were too many people nearby... sure he was a more or less a domestic terrorist, but he didn't want to hurt anyone, he just wanted to wreck some architecture.