I read a review of the recent (abysmal) Rise of Skywalker that said “the worst thing a franchise can do isn’t make you angry; the worst thing it can do is make you faintly embarrassed to have ever been a fan in the first place.” I felt that way about that film, but I also haven’t been feeling especially connected to Star Wars for a while, so I mostly thought that atrocious mess was funny, and that line in the review made me laugh.
But TrekLit means something different to me. Reading Avatar, Book 1 was a legitimate revelation when I was a kid, to the point that just looking at the cover image still makes me emotional. I have, at my desk in my classroom where I teach, a poster I made for myself of the quote “this work can only be done by those who maintain a spirit of optimism about our future”, from Afsareh Eden’s speech at the end of Kirsten Beyer’s Children of the Storm. Heck, I’m the coauthor of the almighty TrekLit flowchart; I have a version of it printed out signed by almost every author who appears on it. I
love TrekLit. It’s been a companion through two decades of my life.
In short, I was excited for this book in a way I don’t get excited for much of anything, entertainment-wise. And having read it, I don’t think it’s possible for me to be more disappointed. That line in that Rise of Skywalker review is hitting me hard right now; if someone else read this book because I’d told them TrekLit was so good, I would indeed be faintly embarrassed to have ever been a fan in the first place.
Don’t get me wrong, there are compelling elements; Dayton’s novels always have compelling elements. The cosmic horror kind of vibe is a worthy goal, the choice of villains is interesting, and Dayton always writes good scenes of Star Trek characters being good at Star Trek jobs. I also don’t mind all the deaths, per se; way back in ’08 and ’09 (wow that’s a long time ago now) I was one of the staunchest defenders of Destiny’s tone, of Janeway’s death, and even now a lot of what people complain about with Picard or Discovery’s gloomier tone doesn’t bother me at all. What always inspired me about TrekLit specifically (as opposed to onscreen Trek, which often, DS9/Sisko/Garak aside, had a rosier view of the future in general) was how many stories there have been about choosing optimism and hope, and making things better, even when confronted with, eg, cosmic horror. So this trilogy felt like it’d be right up my alley, playing with the very themes that I’ve found most compelling. That quote I have printed off, from Eden, comes from a speech eulogizing an entire Full Circle fleet ship that fell uselessly – a tragedy with no meaning, except that which we assign to it. And this work can only be done by those who maintain a spirit of optimism about our future. So we assign an optimistic meaning to it, and move on to the next dangerous but beautiful thing that the universe has to offer, and keep doing our jobs. As a teacher who, at the time, was in a
rough inner-city school, confronted by soul-rending awfulness of many kinds on a daily basis, I needed that reminder. Now, with so many existential worries confronting humanity itself, those 20 years of TrekLit maybe matter to me even more.
But THIS book?
I guess the clearest way I can put it is this – in order for any story to
mean something, in order for there to be thematic resonance or characters whose perspectives are worth contemplating, a story needs to
have a theme, or characters, in the first place. And I can’t find any here. Everyone I know and love from 20 years of TrekLit (at least, the ones that appear in this story) have been replaced with cardboard cutouts who all act exactly the same as each other, generic competent Star Trek, and have no perspective or thoughts of any kind about any event that happens. Or, perhaps even more accurately, all these previously beloved characters have just become bowling pins – everyone’s just there so they can fall over, so that Dayton can write the 13th scene that has no purpose other than telling me THIS IS REALLY SCARY! REALLY IT IS! I PROMISE! LOOK ANOTHER CHARACTER YOU LOVE IS DYING! ISN’T THIS SCARY! AREN’T WE ALL IMPRESSED BY HOW SCARY THIS IS! LOOK THERE GOES ANOTHER ONE!
That’s it. That’s the whole fucking book.
I challenge you: name three character
arcs that occurred in this story, on any level. Hell, name one. Name one character aside from Wesley Crusher who couldn’t have been find/replaced with another and had no impact on the story.
I suppose in hindsight it shouldn’t be so disappointing; I don’t actually think I can name three character arcs that occurred in Dayton’s entire TNG run from Armageddon’s Arrow through Available Light either. I should’ve known at this point that Dayton is interested in stories that 1) feel plausible and 2) feel like Star Trek, and then that’s it, that’s mission accomplished, and there’s nothing else but that. He hasn’t shown any awareness of dramatic structure in the last several years’ worth of books; why would he start now? But I hoped that with the other authors, the heightened stakes, etc that Dayton would remember how to
tell a story. Just this once.
Nope.
The total ignorance of dramatic structure and characterization that Dayton evinces in this book to me seems genuinely embarrassing; I can’t imagine how an editor didn’t absolutely rip this to shreds. I mean, I thought the same thing about the last few books he wrote, so again, shouldn’t have been surprised. But still. None of his decisions in plotting this story make any fucking sense.
To be specific:
- Why do Juel Ducane and the alt-Enterprise-D get so much time in this story? Just to convince us the enemy is scary? Is there some reason that the four other long, drawn out combat scenes later in the book that actually involve the actual main characters were insufficient to convey that information? The idea that alternate timelines are being destroyed could have been done in three 2-page scenes in a prologue. This was a complete waste of everyone’s time.
- Why does Dayton spend so long at the beginning of the book with Crusher, Tropp, Harstad, Geordi, and Worf, but no time at all with Konya or Elfiki? If you’re going to kill off MAIN CHARACTERS and want those deaths to have an impact, perhaps they should … appear? In the book? Before that? Like, once? Seems like we’re trying to do a story about Chen, here; in addition to her two best friends, she loses her paramour! But where were they in their relationship? What specific things did they bring each other? We don’t know! Konya dying is supposed to have an emotional impact, and could have, but Dayton just didn’t think that was important, I guess. This is especially annoying because ALL of that shit in the first half of the book could’ve been done in one chapter! Imagine – Worf has already accepted his promotion, and he, T’Ryssa, and others are planning to depart, as well as Geordi considering his transfer. In one big party scene, we could celebrate Worf, have Picard contemplate his ship-family about to splinter and contrast that with his feelings towards Rene/Beverly, give T’Ryssa a chance to hang out with her friends who are going to die later so that has any emotional impact at all, and then BOOM Wesley appears out of nowhere. Maybe in the prologue some mysterious old dude kept showing up in those 2-page scenes, and so we’re already on the hook for “that’s WESLEY?! Oh shit!” And then the inciting event is taken care of and we’re into act 1, 13 entire chapters earlier than this book managed to eventually limp to that moment.
- While we’re at it, once we do finally get to the inciting event, this story then has no act 1 at all. Once Wesley wakes up, he just tells everyone what to do next. Act 2 starts when they get to the Devidian homeworld – we get our downturn, setbacks, etc – but there’s no rising action in the first place. Hilariously, Dayton actually wrote a scene that could have been a crucial part of a legit Act 1 – the Aventine finding the signal back to Devidia 2 – but that scene comes AFTER Wesley already told us that’s who the baddies were. So we knew that already, and thus that scene has no purpose. (Aside from, y’know, telling us that the enemy is SO SCARY for the 5th time.) We spend half the book waiting for the story to intersect the main characters in any way, we have this weird fakeout with dead Wesley and then alive Wesley, and then with no actual investigation or impetus from anyone we’re already at the site of the crime.
- Come to think of it, why is there an old dead Wesley and also a younger new one in the first place? What actual dramatic purpose does this serve? There isn’t actually any moment where we have to wait for any particular answers or solve any mysteries as a result. Wesley just answers the next question we have every time we have a question. Wesley is the only character in the whole damn book with any agency in the first place. Every time something new needs to happen, he’s like “I know where to go next” and we go there. How would this have been different if it was just an old, bitter Wesley in the first place? The only answer I can come up with is “then Dayton would’ve actually had to characterize someone in an interesting way, and that sounded hard, so he punted and got a younger Wesley so that Wesley could also just act like Generic Star Trek Competent Man like everyone else, and he wouldn’t have to think about it.
But again, most importantly, and I cannot stress this enough,
no one has any character arcs. No one aside from Wesley even has any impact on the story at all. Let me give you a few examples of some low hanging fruit here that Dayton could have easily explored but just didn’t even bother to think about:
- Picard sees his ship-family splintering again. Perhaps he thinks: do I really want to build a whole new senior staff for the third (arguably fourth) time? Maybe it’s time to focus on my other family. Hard to decide. Then Rene ages up, and Picard realizes – this is his calling now, it’s time to leave Starfleet and just focus on raising this damaged young man. He’s going to finish this mission and then leave. Growth! Change! Dramatic tension! Now there are real stakes if Picard dies on this mission; a whole different life he might otherwise have. Instead: Picard just does what Wesley tells him for the whole book, participating in scenes where anyone else could’ve been there and would’ve done the same thing. No growth, change, or dramatic tension.
- Perhaps T’Ryssa is struggling about committing to Konya. And then he calls her on her shit; he says “yes I’m a security guard, but we can’t let possible bad things in the future effect our choices now. I want to be with you.” She commits to him. Then he dies, the very thing she was worried about. She thinks about whether she regrets her decision to commit to him or not. She decides she … doesn’t? Does? Interesting possibilities either way. Instead: her whole grieving scene is just about her becoming the next plot connection in the “Taurik knows something” plot, which ended up drawn out so long and for such meager payoff that the whole thing feels meaningless.
- Perhaps Old Wesley arrives after fighting in a war (more or less) for hundreds of years and doesn’t immediately die (since that has no purpose in the story anyway). He’s broken and has trouble relating to other people. He won’t talk to his mother or Rene. He slowly comes out of his shell. Then Rene is attacked and ages, and he feels like he’s failed again, retreats into himself. Picard has to talk him into trying again, one last time; he refuses, not wanting to see the people he loves die. Perhaps Picard keeps pushing and eventually Wesley commits to the final mission to the future. Instead: Young Wesley just follows Old Wesley’s instructions for the whole book, and never really thinks about anything, worries about anything specific, or has any interesting interactions with anyone. It’s all just plot. Side benefit – this would build on the rich history these characters have, and give Picard something to do that actually affected the story in some way! Imagine that – the main character in some way impacting the plot!
- How about anyone on the whole Aventine crew having a personality of any kind? That staff has now been together with no changes for six-plus years. That’s a long time! Even if it wasn’t worth the effort to try and find something interesting for even one of them to do or think, how about at least a scene before they charge off to the future where they all hang out and enjoy each other’s company – you know, like the whole first half of the book on the Enterprise – and realize that their remarkably stable senior staff might change; they might lose some friends. Maybe someone has something to say to the rest that they’ve been holding inside, but now seems like the right time? You can create a whole years-long character arc in retrospect with the right admission.
- Specifically, perhaps Ezri has grown to love her crew, her own family. The first time Ezri has had that experience, but not the first time Dax has. She wonders – if what just happened to the Enterprise crew happens to hers, how will she feel if she loses them? Does that feel impossibly tragic, or does she take the long view? Interesting possibilities either way. Perhaps she’s wondering if she would be willing to sacrifice Dax’s long history and wisdom to save her crewmates, should the situation arise. She’s not sure. Then, in the final fight, perhaps the moment comes, and she surprises herself by not even hesitating – she gives her life for Bowers and Kedair and Mirren without a second thought. Instead, Ezri dies without even realizing it’s happening, random collateral damage. (And maybe the flash of white light means she’s with the Prophets or coming back next book or whatever, but that doesn’t change anything I said here. Even if she has a role to play in the future, she could still have had a character arc here.)
So yeah. You know. Character arcs! Maybe you don’t like
those character arcs I imagined, but could there have been
any? At all?
Stuff happens in this book, but it doesn’t change anything anyone thinks or does. (Seriously – how would a single character have acted differently if none of the deaths had happened?) No one hesitates; no one has second thoughts. No one does something that only they would/could do. Except Wesley, I guess, but only because of his abilities. Not because of the content of his character. Every drop of potential in this book’s characters is wasted.
In the interest of saying something positive, at one point in this 12-hour slog I did encounter one (1) moment that I thought was fantastic. At one point, Picard muses about the Traveler abilities seeming like magic, and how he’s a man of science and he’s sure there’s a scientific explanation somehow, he just doesn’t know it, but he still lives with the reality that this is a thing. A CHARACTER ACTUALLY SHOWED UP! WITH PERSPECTIVE THAT COULDN’T HAVE BEEN COPY/PASTED FROM ANYONE ELSE IN THE BOOK! It was so exciting to finally – once – see someone I actually recognized in this novel that my nerdy self actually spontaneously applauded!
Experiencing the emotional rush of recognition / resonance at that moment crystallized for me why the whole rest of the book had been so goddamn boring, despite how scary – so scary – everything was (so scary, see? Someone else just died – SO SCARY, DAMMIT, DO YOU GET IT YET). The problem was that I didn’t recognize anyone. I didn’t care about anyone’s death, because there weren’t any people dying anyway. Just bowling pins falling over.
I didn’t feel that sense of recognition again until the end, where Picard talked to Sam, and they reflected about how all three of them were promoted under adverse circumstances. That felt like a moment of resonance that meant something more about the kind of persistence that these characters take on as part of the job they choose.
But if that’s the only payoff for all of this then, really: what the fuck are we doing here? Is the best tribute to 20 years of beloved stories they could think of just repeatedly having personality-stripped versions of people we’ve loved for decades show up and uselessly die? After reading this, I’m seeing all these posts from David Mack bragging about how heavy this is all going to get in a new light; I’m not sure “meticulously burning everything you love to the fucking ground” is really the selling point for a final tribute that these dudes seem to think, if this is what that means.
Sigh. Maybe James Swallow will tell a story about someone – anyone – next time around, and there’ll be something in this story I can latch on to.
At least with the interconnected TrekLit continuity ending, I never have to read another book by Dayton Ward again. I take him at his word that this was a work of sheer love; it would be impossible to deny his genuine enthusiasm for this work. He was lovely to me when we met in person, and by all accounts is a lovely human being to everyone else too. But evidently, what we each “love” about the last 20 years of work is not even remotely the same. Frankly, it would seem that everything I want in a story is completely invisible to him. I hope the other two are more on my wavelength. If not, if this is the best they can do, it’s better that it’s ending and we all move on. This isn’t the thing I loved anyway.