Hi everyone!
I've been away from the forums for a couple weeks for the Christmas holiday, and just got back. I've been looking forward to sharing this one with all of you since I made the sale back in May or thereabouts--and just last week I made a Christmas-themed sale to Pseudopod that will run next year.
I'm glad you guys have liked it so far, and thanks for commenting on everything that you have, for good or bad. Statisticus, too. Not liking it because it changes too many things about the original is fair enough--that's what I like about it, that it can weave a backstory that makes me reinterpret events in A Christmas Carol.
I almost didn't submit this story to Escape Pod, because I wasn't sure it was SF. But thinking on it more, there is no clear boundary in history between alchemy and chemistry--they were both pursuits of science, it's just that we have learned enough in the meantime that the structures of alchemy are fantastical now in the current viewpoint. And the way that the alchemy is used in the story fits with a science fiction mindset, I think. So I figured "What the hell" and sent it in anyway, and obviously I'm glad I did.
The root of this story actually originated by watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, specifically Hermione's Time-Turner device, which allows a person to revisit x number of hours from the recent past. I was talking to my writing buddy Gary Cuba, and the subject came up of how useful such a device would be to try to get more things done in a day than the day should strictly allow. This raised two big problems in my head of having such a device:
1. You'd age prematurely compared to other people, due to living those extra hours.
2. It would only be useful IF NOBODY KNEW THAT YOU HAD IT. Because if other people know that you can squeeze an extra 8 hours into each day, that will only raise expectations of what you can get done and more responsibility will be piled upon you. Gary brought up an example of this--what if Scrooge had a Time Turner and he forced Cratchit to use it--he could make Cratchit work for 16 hours a day and pay him for 8, and so on.
The Scrooge and Cratchit idea spun in my head for a while, and I imagined various variations of how that could work, having a whole crew of Cratchit's as his labor force, and poor Cratchit aging a month for every day of work. Lots of interesting ideas, but I was having trouble spinning a plot out of them.
To try to sort the rest out I decided to read A Christmas Carol for the first time--I'd seen many many variations of it in movies and TV, but never read the original. I found it quite entertaining, even though I had seen so many things based upon it. But one detail struck me in an odd fashion, from this text: "Scrooge never painted out Old Marley’s name. There it stood, years afterwards, above the warehouse door: Scrooge and Marley. The firm was known as Scrooge and Marley. Sometimes people new to the business called Scrooge Scrooge, and sometimes Marley, but he answered to both names. It was all the same to him."
That got me to thinking about people calling Scrooge by either name and he didn't really care, and I followed that thread to the final version of the story.
One thing I couldn't figure out, and maybe it's not meant to be an actual character, but who was the narrator? We must assume she's female as the reader was female, but who is she? She has an intimate knowledge of all the characters, knowing as much as the inner desires of Bob Cratchit. For a while I expected her to turn out to be Molly Cratchit, but that wasn't the case, unless I missed it. Perhaps she is no one other than the narrator, but with the way she spoke to the reader as sharing a story she was a part of, it would annoy me if she was nothing more.
I was doing my best to write in a fashion similar to A Christmas Carol, so it would fit in as well as possible. One of the ways that I tried to do that is by having an unnamed narrator who spoke familiarly of the characters as if they had known each other. The text does not necessitate the narrator being female. I'm guessing that in A Christmas the narrator is meant to be Charles Dickens himself, since the story was published under his name, but it's never actually specified one way or the other. In any case, Emma was a great choice of narrator--well done!
This thread was dead, to begin with. There is no doubt whatsoever about that. The view count was low, there was but a single reply, and the days had passed in quantity before anything new was written. The old thread was dead as a doornail. I'd like to change that; as I loved this story.
Haha, the first time I read this comment I didn't even notice the parallel with the beginning of A Christmas Carol.
Then I read through the thread again and laughed that I hadn't noticed it.
I'm going to sound like - well - like a bit of a Scrooge when I say this, but this is the first A Christmas Carol take-off that has actually entertained me in years. I think this is a testament to the author's skill and to how freaking tired and overused A Christmas Carol is.
I hear you. Mickey's Christmas Carol has been the only version I've needed for pretty much my whole life, though I did get a kick out of the Carnacki/Scrooge mashup that ran here. I've seen enough adaptations that I had once sworn an oath to myself that I would never write A Christmas Carol tie-in. And then I did it anyway, because I thought this idea was too fun to pass up. I guess that shows you what my oaths are worth.
We have Cratchit /starting/ as a partner of Marley. When he returns from world travels, it's as a debtor as he attempts to settle down with the new family. Debtors are Scrooge's specialty, so we have grounds for the "enslavement." And guilt keeps Cratchit coming back when he could just leave (which I honestly think is the only weak tie in the story. I mean, really, most folks would hang on for a bit, but in the face of a true Jeckyll/Hyde scenario, we'd move our families out of the blast radius).
I struggled with that part quite a bit--I don't think that Cratchit's choice to stay to help Marley was the right one, because he has a family to care for. But I feel like it's a believable choice, even if it's a bad choice. And to make a bad choice out of compassion means that I don't hate him for it.
And for the record, I say all of this having actually sighed when Mur shared the title of this episode because I thought it would be terribly cliche to run another Xmas story rip off during the Xmas show.
That is really cool that the story won you over even when you were biased against it from the title.