I've never engaged with the idea of Mundane SF
until today. How did I miss it? Seems to me that it's an exercise in self-limitation. Like we need more of those.
The receptors in our eyes can only see certain frequencies, so what's the point looking beyond them? I'm not likely ever to live in New York, so why would I visit there? The Bible has explained everything, so there's no need to think any more.
Looking outside the box might negatively impinge on my status quo. Better just to stay inside and tinker with the known.
I've written Mundane SF. There's nothing with it per se. But the idea that it needs a name is making me cranky. Like it's something special or unique. Looking at the manifesto
on Wikipedia, I see the movement drawing arbitrary and unnecessary lines around particular subsections of SF, such as space opera, and that really raises my hackles.
Space opera doesn't have to have aliens or ftl travel; my new series
has neither, but that doesn't make it Mundane SF. I don't want
it to be Mundane SF. The manifesto speaks to me of an utter failure of imagination. Anything that encourages writers to shy away from ideas, or actively disses any literature that does not, is, I think, utter garbage.
Gah. I think I need another hot chocolate.
LATER: Ian McDonald's reaction
makes me feel slightly more cheerful...