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536 pages, Paperback
First published September 18, 2018
“My name is Stephen Leeds, and I am perfectly sane. My hallucinations, however, are all quite mad.�
“You should know by now that I've already had greatness. I traded it for mediocrity and some measure of sanity.�
“All the things that matter in life are the things you can’t measure.�
“Well, when the fear of death seizes you—when the dark thoughts come—you stare the darkness right back, and you tell it, ‘I will not listen to you, for I am infinite Batmans.�
“And yet, by the end of the third one, I had indeed expressed something that was deeply personal—and real in ways that it is still strange to me that a piece of fiction can reach.- Brandon Sanderson
But that’s the point of stories, or at least one of them. A medium through which we can all connect in ways that we never could solely by explaining ourselves. Because art reaches inside us, and expresses aspects of ourselves that aren’t deliberate, there’s a truth and genuineness to it. A raw sincerity that isn’t always about which part of the three-act structure you’re crossing right now, or which part of a character arc this event is fulfilling. Those are important to give us a framework. But it is not itself the art.
The structure is the skeleton, but the art is the eyes. The part you can see into and feel it looking back at you. The part that somehow—despite my best attempts to quantify it—is a soul that lives on its own, and defies explanation.�
Psychology-as-superpower is a recurring theme in my works. I’ve always believed that the personality traits that make us each distinctive (the way we process information, the way we motivate ourselves, the way we shelter our psyche from the bad while learning to cherish the good) can be either our greatest strengths or our most dramatic limitations�It’s such a unique concept, and Brandon Sanderson has a lot of fun with it. Stephen Leeds has given form and shape to the voices in his head, giving them each a unique personality and field of expertise (based upon Stephen’s own readings). And once Stephen passes off his knowledge about, say, computers to a particular aspect, that knowledge is completely unavailable to him, “forgotten� by Stephen unless the aspect tells him about it in an imagined discussion. Stephen has been so successful solving crimes and other complex problems using his invisible army of experts that he’s been able to buy a mansion large enough to house himself and his cohort of some forty-plus aspects (who each require their own room) and distance himself from an overly-curious world. Now he accepts only those cases that he finds particularly interesting.
The premise was simple: What if a man’s hallucinations proved beneficial to him in his life, rather than the typical distraction?
You create these delusions so that you can foist things off on them. Your brilliance, which you find a burden. Your responsibility � they have to drag you along and make you help people. This lets you pretend, Mister Leeds. Pretend you are normal. But that’s the real delusion.But real or not, Stephen’s legion of invisible experts are a lot of fun to read about.
“Not zombies,� I said, feeling cold. “Cancer. You created a virus that gives people cancer.�The mystery of “Skin Deep� concerns a dead man who was a pioneer in biotechnology, and developed a method for storing massive amounts of information in the cells of the human body. He’s believed to have stored some ground-breaking scientific information in his own body before he died. His corpse has now gone missing, and competing parties are in a potentially deadly race to find it. Stephen, despite his intentions otherwise, gets roped into investigating the case.
“It was an unintended result that is perfectly manageable,� Laramie said, “and only dangerous if used malignly. And why would anyone want to do that?�
We all stared at him for a moment.
“Let’s shoot him,� J.C. said.
“Thank heavens,� Tobias replied. “You haven’t suggested we shoot someone in over an hour, J.C. I was beginning to think something was wrong.�
“No, listen,� J.C. said. “We can shoot Pinhead McWedgy over there, and it will teach everyone in this room an important life lesson. One about not being a stupid mad scientist.�
All the things that matter in life are the things you can’t measure�
The aspects have all the character. I try hard not to stand out. Because I am not crazy.