{"id":495,"date":"2008-03-09T09:12:34","date_gmt":"2008-03-09T17:12:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/2008\/03\/09\/mailed-in-hylozoic\/"},"modified":"2008-03-09T09:12:34","modified_gmt":"2008-03-09T17:12:34","slug":"mailed-in-hylozoic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/2008\/03\/09\/mailed-in-hylozoic\/","title":{"rendered":"Mailed in Hylozoic"},"content":{"rendered":"

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This week I finished the second draft of Hylozoic <\/em>and mailed it off to Tor Books. <\/p>\n

Last night someone asked me how it feels to finish a novel you\u2019ve been working on for about a year and a half. I said, \u201cIt\u2019s like I was in a concentration camp, and the war ended and the guards left, and now I can just walk out.\u201d\u009d<\/p>\n

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Into the California spring. We were up at Stanford yesterday, just for fun. Such a pretty campus.<\/p>\n

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As well as the relief, there\u2019s a bit of post-partum depression in finishing a novel. This thing that lived inside me is gone. So what do I live for? Vacation, Ru, vacation. And don’t even think about my inevitable recidivisim into the the next camp up ahead, which woudl be volume 3 of the Postsingular <\/em> series. Or a full-length non-fiction book explaining my ideas about RR vs. VR. For now I’ll just fool around with some short stories. And ride my bike. And paint a little.<\/p>\n

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Speaking of VR, Nanostuff\u2019s comment \u201cif you believe that people would rather go skiing on a real mountain because it has real atoms, I think you\u2019re greatly exaggerating the number of people that really give a damn\u201d\u009d on my recent VR posts <\/a>suggests that I think it\u2019s important to model individual atoms. That\u2019s not exactly what I was getting at. <\/p>\n

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My point is, rather, that the richness of macroscopic form that we see in our world results from the ten tridecillion quantum computations per neighborhood underlying it. I don\u2019t care about those low-level computations per se<\/em>. What I care about is that the world should look gnarly and interesting. And what modern computer science (a la Wolfram\u2019s New Kind of Science<\/em>) tells us is that the only <\/em>way to get the \u201csimple elegance\u201d\u009d of actual natural forms is to generate them by a honkin\u2019 big computation underlying it. Nature doesn\u2019t allow herself to be drastically compressed. So we do in fact need the low-level computations, not <\/em>because we care about them in and of themselves. but because of what comes out of them that we want. This is not an obvious or a trivial idea which is (a) why it\u2019s worth mentioning and (b) why some people strongly resist it—learning something new can be upsetting.<\/p>\n

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So what else do I have for you today? How about a superseded early version of my character Jayjay\u2019s vision in Chapter One of Hylozoic<\/em>. <\/p>\n

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\nNear the top of the beanstalk they found a castle resembling a gigantic version of Jayjay\u2019s cabin in the woods. Resting upon the royal table beneath the sky-high ceiling was a magic harp with a girlish face and an enchanting voice, the same harp that Jayjay had used to unfurl the eighth dimension some hundred days ago. The harp\u2019s sound box was painted with solemn naked people in a pale garden.<\/p>\n

Sonic, who, in the mutable manner of dreams, had come to resemble a cartoon duck in a sailor suit, seized the harp. The harp screamed like an opera diva. Her voice echoed and immediately the castle floor shook from giant footfalls.<\/p>\n

The castle\u2019s master entered the vast, arched hall: a figure of light, far bigger than Gaia, a personification of the entire physical universe. Jayjay could discern but the smallest part of one luminous toe. The air rumbled like drunk molasses from the vast being\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n

\u201cJayjay,\u201d\u009d he said. \u201cI am Cosmos.\u201d\u009d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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