The way we dreamed our neighbouring worlds - the range of what seemed possible, in fiction, science and art. The solar system that might have been. Both now and in the primordial past.
...plus variously imagined trans-Plutonian planets and reefs of space extending to the outermost reaches of the Sun's gravitational field. And of course, possible visits to, and life on, the Sun itself.
Why this site? Why wallow in nostalgia? Well, for a start, we like to wallow; and of course our favourite dreams are ultimately relevant to our own natures. And besides - the Old Solar System (OSS), the setting for the golden oldies of planetary romance, the inspiration for Leigh Brackett and Edgar Rice Burroughs, is not yet dead.
"Not yet dead?" an ERB-fan might cry; "sounds too good to be true."
We three arguers shall hammer out an answer to that -
I, webmaster Zendexor, with my sparring partners:
Harlei, my embarrasingly naïf supporter,
and Stid, my realist critic.
Three contrarians striving to get attention - between us we should cover the issue well enough.
Stid: Ha - second-hand is right! No publisher today will print stories set on a traditional Mars - the old Mars with a breathable atmosphere and ancient races of Martians. So when you've read all of that old stuff, that's it, you've run out; there isn't any more. The OSS is dead; let it lie. Concentrate on something else. Read Kim Stanley Robinson for a realistic take on how to live on Mars...
Zendexor: Wait - not quite so fast. Publishers have had a change of heart. Writers have recently been commissioned specially to write tales set on the traditional Old Mars and Old Venus, collected in anthologies thus named. But I agree that by and large the fan of planetary romance has a problem, the simple problem of wanting more. What exists is never enough for the hungry sword-and-planet fan...
Stid: Though you'd think ten volumes of Barsoom would be enough.
Zendexor: Not at all, one longs for it to be longer. Pity the yarn-hungry addict of a sub-genre that's officially extinct! But comfort is on the way - in fact this website broadcasts the good news that there are some refusenik writers who still set tales in the OSS and get them published.
These Neo-OSS (NOSS) writers and their readers embody our hopes for the future development of the genre. I have mentioned the Old Mars and Old Venus anthologies: and we shall be looking at other tales as well -
Harlei: Told you so! Yippee! Stupid to say a thing's dead when not only is it alive, but it's actually reproducing itself!
Stid: Calm down, I simply ought to have said, that since the setting is defunct, no new planetary romance set in the Old Solar System can be taken seriously. All right, perhaps a few are still being published - anyone and his dog can publish nowadays - but they're pastiches. Fakes. They won't gain critical respect.
Harlei: Critics be blowed -
Zendexor: Shush, let me handle this. Stid, you just uttered the phrase "critical respect". Well, that's where we come in.
Stid: Count me out.
Zendexor: No, we're counting you in, as our devil's advocate. This website shall plunge more deeply into these issues, but let me deal here with two points.
They are, if you like, "alternate planetology". After all, alternate history is a recognized genre, so much so that a novel like Fatherland does not even require an explanation or framing device - it simply plunges the reader without more ado into the year 1964 in a world in which Germany won World War Two. So if alternate history is allowed, why not alternate planetology?
Second, just suppose, on the other hand, that we do decide to view neo-OSS works as pastiche - then so what? What's wrong with successful pastiche?
Your chronist fallacy -
Stid: My what?
Zendexor: - your chronist fallacy is ripe for demolition. I refer to the silly idea that a work should be judged not only for what it is but also for the date of its creation. You get it in architecture too - e.g. when Pevsner complains about a perfectly good building, just because it was built in imitation of a past style. And some people wanted to knock down St Pancras because they disapproved of Victorian Gothic. Crazy.
However, I mustn't go on. Don't want to give the wrong impression. What we're building here is not just a nostalgia site.
In fact we shall argue seriously that the OSS / NOSS has its uses. There is lasting value in the colourful speculations of yore.
But we're not ashamed of pure nostalgia, either! It's natural, it's warm human nature, to lavish the most love on the most lovable things. And the Solar System of Burroughs, Brackett, Hamilton, Lewis et al. was a gorgeous scene.
Though the modern Mars revealed by VIKING and the Rovers SPIRIT, OPPORTUNITY and CURIOSITY is an interesting place, yet Barsoom and Malacandra beat it hollow. MESSENGER showed us an interesting Mercury, but Valeddom pays homage to a greater truth.
So whenever a modern author ignores the findings of probes and portrays a Solar System world as it ought to be rather than as it is - as Zelazny did in The Doors of his Face, the Lamps of his Mouth - we should applaud.
Applaud also the way adventures can happen in the Old Solar System. The individual pioneering, the free-and-easy tumbling into situations, the prospectors, loners, outlaws, migrants plying the spacelanes and getting themselves lost and stumbling into mysteries - a range typified by the sprawl of Edmond Hamilton's tales.
Moreover, why should we lack - why should we go short - merely because Golden Age writers left certain tasks unfinished? The NOSS is needed as a filler of gaps! That alone is reason enough for us to support an extension to the Golden Age.
Think, for example, of the staggering under-exploited fictional potential of giant planets imagined with solid surfaces! Turn your mind to it, picture that range of explorable ground, the billions of square miles on a treadable Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune... and all the unfinished business which we shall look at on our page devoted to tales unwritten.
Fortunately, ideas - which after all are events in the mind - are as real as the mind is real, and therefore fiction is a fact.
To put it even more simply:
All that is, is.
So feel free to celebrate our heritage, the great Old Solarian echo-chamber in the human imagination.
Enjoy the scope provided by the traditional nine-planet Solar System, with its wonders that flow in a great river of ideas, roaring out from the catchment basin of our former scientific speculations and the underlying influence of older astrological fancies, to debouch in the pages of planetary romance...
OSS - Old Solar System.
NSS - New Solar System - i.e. what this site isn't about.
NHOSS - Combination of NOSS with an alternative Earth history that shifts the Space Age dramatically into the past. (See for example Sailing the Seven Spaceways, Arabella of Mars, and A Man Without Honor.)
BREM - the Breathable-Air Mars (see the Mars page).
CLUFF - Cute Little Unfulfilling Fragment of Fascination.
CRIM - Classic Ramshackle Interstellar Milieu - see the definition in the OSS Diary for 14th August 2016, and the discussion which extends to the two subsequent entries of the Diary.
COMOLD - the Common-Origin Let-Down.
FNOM - the "For Natives Only" Mars - see the OSS Diary for 3rd October 2016.
Goodolbedo - a measure of reflectivity: the degree to which a story's portrayal of a Solar System world embodies the general OSS character or literary gestalt of that world. For the coining of the term and its first use, see the page on World of Never-Men.
SUMU - a "Superficial Match-Up" between the OSS and the NSS; for an example involving the planet Neptune see the Diary for 5th October 2016.
Telemorphs - products of convergent evolution, sharing common species identity without common descent: see the OSS Diary for 30th March 2017.
WOM - the Worn-Out Mars (see the Mars page).
YOSS - the Young Old Solar System - OSS-style scenarios set in the days when the Solar System was young: see the OSS Diary for 30th October 2016.
Author allusions on this page: Leigh Brackett, who wrote classic tales with OSS settings for the magazine Planet Stories; Edgar Rice Burroughs, creator of the hollow inner Earth called Pellucidar (seven volumes), and of the classic vision of Mars as "Barsoom" (ten volumes, written in the period 1911-1940); Robert Gibson, creator of Kroth, an Earth you can fall off due to its unidirectional gravity; Valeddom (2013), set on a traditional Twilight Belt Mercury; and Uranian Gleams, a saga of the seventh planet; Edmond Hamilton, author of a vast range of colourful OSS adventures; Robert Harris, Fatherland (1992); C S Lewis, in whose novel Out of the Silent Planet (1938) Mars is named Malacandra by its inhabitants; editors George R R Martin and Gardner Dozois who have produced the "New OSS" collections Old Mars (2013) and Old Venus (2015); Kim Stanley Robinson, author of a massive trilogy on the terraforming of Mars and the settlement of other worlds in the Solar System; S M Stirling who has given us a modern "take" on the traditional Venus in The Sky People (2006) and on the traditional Mars in his In the Courts of the Crimson Kings (2008); Roger Zelazny, "The Doors of his Face, the Lamps of his Mouth" (1965)
Note, that in the main text of the pages of this website we shall usually refer to works by their titles only, so that authors' names tend to be left to pool at the bottom in the "allusions" box. This is our way of emphasizing the OSS as a collective achievement. It's as though the authors were like the anonymous sculptors on medieval cathedrals, or like a team of drillers releasing one combined gusher of ideas.