This is an experiment.
Details in the blog, but really I'm on a mission.
I think there's a gap in chess blogs in many places.
There's a space to tell a good, fiction story while still making chess the focus.
(Of course, this is a chess blog. Chess will always be the focus of Hikaru Junction.)
Here is the link: Blog Post 286
Thanks. I hope for whatever feedback you wish to provide.
–HikaruShindo
I liked this story. Will there be a sequel? I want to know where this is going to.
This story rather nicely mixes chess with an exciting fiction story. I wonder how you will keep these two things balanced without making awkward deviations. Please continue, you are on to something!
Originally posted by HikaruShindo This is an experiment.
Details in the blog, but really I'm on a mission.
I think there's a gap in chess blogs in many places.
There's a space to tell a good, fiction story while still making chess the focus.
(Of course, this is a chess blog. Chess will always be the focus of Hikaru Junction.)
Here is the link: Blog Post 286
Thanks. I hope for whatever feedback you wish to provide.
–HikaruShindo
This is a big gap that I wish writers and publishers would start to fill. My old 1980's book The Queens Gambit has been read by me so many times the pages are falling out. There is so little in the way of chess stories and books of this kind.
I do recommend 'Men Martians and Machines' by Eric Frank Russell.
The Martians are a stable race until man arrives and introduces them to chess.
The book, published in 1955, is hilarious and Gene Rodenberry must have read it
because the link between it and Star Trek are very similar.
A crew made up of humans, Martians and a humanoid travel around space looking for
new civilisations. The human crew are crazy jokers forever getting into scraps with aliens.
The Martians are too wrapped up in playing chess all the time to help. The humanoid
(Spock/Data) usually saves they day by persuading the Martians to help and they
listen to him because he is the only one who can beat them at chess.
The bit were they stand on the banks of a river on some distant planet admiring
how peaceful it is when they suddenly see a giant insect type leg floating past,
then another and another and another . Then they watch this huge headless and legless
body of a creature that looks like a lobster floating past.
"Right lads back to the ship."
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If you think about it. Books on World Championship matches are novels with games.
They supply a background, full of drams and have for at least one player a happy ending.