Five by Five Books #1: “Engine Summer” by John Crowley (1979)

(Note: This is one of an occasional and ongoing series of reviews of my favorite novels, structured by covering five facets of my reading experiences, each in five sentences. Scroll down to the bottom of this article to see the complete list of books reviewed).

What’s it about? Engine Summer is a post-technological road story about a boy named Rush That Speaks, who comes of age in a maze-like, clan-based community called Little Belaire. The story features a rich, anthropologically-sound depiction of a clan-based culture built around family “cords” and the art of “truthful speaking,” which precludes the possibility of misunderstanding or deception. Rush That Speaks sets out on his coming-of-age journey after his beloved, Once a Day, leaves Little Belaire to join the mysterious Dr. Boots’s List. He hopes that his journey will set him on the path to Sainthood, although his understanding of what this might entail is fragmented at best. The story of Rush That Speaks’ travels through the post-apocalyptic wilderness outside of Little Belaire is interwoven with a narrative conversation between the boy and an Angel, both seeking to better understand the other.

Who wrote it? John Crowley is a novelist, documentary screenwriter and academic, best known in popular literary circles for 1981’s epic Little, Big, for which he won the World Fantasy Award for Best Novel. An early version of Engine Summer called Learning to Live With It was among Crowley’s first long-form works, though Engine Summer is actually the third book in Crowley’s canon by order of publication. Engine Summer was nominated for the both the British Fantasy Award and the John W. Campbell Award in 1980. Literary critic Harold Bloom has been a champion of Crowley’s works for many years, citing him as one of the 20th Century’s most under-appreciated writers. Crowley is currently a member of the English Department at Yale University.

When and where did I read it? I read Engine Summer in the early 2000s, mostly in our house on Cord Avenue in Latham, New York. I had heard of neither Engine Summer nor John Crowley himself until I read about the book and author in David Pringle’s Science Fiction: The 100 Best Novels. I was deep into a Philip K. Dick phase at that point, so I  went for a lot of the more “Phildickian” books (e.g. Alfred Bester, Thomas M. Disch, Roger Zelazy) recommended by Pringle before I decided to tackle Engine Summer. I actually picked it up somewhat by default because I finally reached a point where it was one of the few books left on the 100 Best list that the Colonie Town Library stocked and which that I hadn’t already read. The payoff for my wait, though, was immense, and I consider it one of my favorite books to this day.

Why do I like it? Crowley’s successes with language, story-telling, and the creation of a rich and believable world in Engine Summer are almost unparalleled in my experiences as a reader. The story’s pacing is slow and gentle, but that feels like a direct and intentional depiction of a world that is slow and gentle, too . . . until it is not. The conversations between Rush That Speaks and the Angel are artfully done, and it is in this narrative that the book’s climactic reveal unfolds. It was so perfect once it resolved that I literally went back and re-read the book again, and experienced it even more powerfully knowing what was coming. This gorgeous, bittersweet, and haunting book stayed with me in active thought for months after I read it, and I still find myself unexpectedly musing about Engine Summer all these years on, hence this first “Five by Five Books” report.

A five sentence sample text: “Little Belaire is built out outward from a center in the old warren where it began, built outward in interlocking rooms great and small, like a honeycomb, but not regular like a honeycomb. It goes over hills and a stream, and there are stairs and narrow places, and every room is different in size and shape and how you go in and out of it, from big rooms with pillars of log to tiny rooms all glittering with mirrors, and a thousand other kinds, old and changeless at the center and new and constantly changing father out. Path begins at the center and runs in a long spiral through the old warren and the big middle rooms and so on to the outside and out in the aspen grove near Buckle cord’s door on the Afternoon side. There is no other way through Little Belaire to the outside except Path, and no one who wasn’t born in Little Belaire, probably, could ever find his way to the center. Path looks no different from what is not Path: it’s drawn on your feet.”

ALL FIVE BY FIVE BOOK REVIEWS:

#1: Engine Summer by John Crowley (1979)

#2: Skin by Kathe Koja (1993)

#3: Nova by Samuel R. Delany (1968)

#4: Titus Groan/Gormenghast by Mervyn Peake (1946/1950)

#5: The Islanders by Christopher Priest (2011)

#6: The Flounder by Günter Grass (1977)

#7: The Mabinogion Tetralogy by Evangeline Walton (1936 to 1974)

#8: Smallcreep’s Day by Peter Currell Brown (1965)

#9: Gog by Andrew Sinclair (1967)

#10: The Vorrh Trilogy by B. Catling (2015 to 2018)

#11: The Maze of Transparencies by Karen An-hwei Lee (2019)

 

6 thoughts on “Five by Five Books #1: “Engine Summer” by John Crowley (1979)

  1. I had nearly convinced myself this novel did not exist after reading an entry for it in A (maybe not “The”) encyclopaedia of science fiction around 2001–a large, sumptuously-illustrated affair that dedicated at least two pages to each entry. It’s definition of science fiction was a very broad church indeed-there was even an entry for Frank Miller’s epochal Batman comic The Dark Knight Returns. But something about the description of Engine Summer really stuck with me and a couple of years later I tried to track down the book, only problem was I’d mis-remembered the title as “INDIAN Summer”.
    Fast forward to the arrival of affordable laptops and the internet. After no luck with local libraries (there are quite a few “Indian Summer”s and at least one of them is nominally science fiction) I hit Google, Wikipedia…same titles I’d encountered, read plot precis etc…Until a few days ago I must have thought I’d imagined it or possibly mixed it up with another novel. THEN-I SEE YOUR LIST! “John Crowley”! It all comes back! Holy shit I am not insane! IT EXISTS! Thank you, thank you, thank you!
    I’ve waited twenty-odd years so I can wait a bit longer to get a print copy, because I owe it to myself to read this in book form, I feel.
    Again–thank you so much, the hunt for this book has almost driven me up the bloody wall!

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      • Well, it was certainly mentally exhausting (first world problems, reet?!)! The (kind of) strange thing is that I don’t think the phrase “Indian Summer” is much used over here in the UK-I might be wrong but I cannot recall anyone ever referring to “an Indian Summer” in my earshot, it seems to be much more of an American English thing (iirc it means an unusually long summer)? Haven’t looked into the etymological roots of the phrase but I assume it refers to Native Americans and not the Indians of the Asian continent.
        From your description I’m getting sleight Riddley Walker vibes? I remember the titular encyclopaedia calling it “an elegiac and haunting piece of literature” and that was the description that really stuck with me. I’m a sucker for elegiac and haunting!
        I am SO bloody glad I checked out your blog! And again–THANK YOU!!!

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        • “Indian Summer” is when you get a spell of really nice, warm weather in the autumn . . . it’s associated with colorful leaves and pumpkins and such, and is seen as a VERY NICE time, sort of getting a bonus of goodness that you weren’t necessarily entitled to or expecting. The book’s title is, obviously, a play on the vernacular American pronunciation of “Indian” as “Injun” . . .

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          • Ah, okay! TIL! Asked my parents (70+) and they were unfamiliar with the phrase…I should ask Steve if it’s used over here, I’m sure he’d know. or Dannyno, maybe?
            Really enjoying The Vorhh, btw. I wouldn’t exactly call it a “breezy” read but it’s been a rewarding one so far!

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