No Enemy But Time

This is a great time travel SF. The theme is certainly not new, but Michael Bishop has created here a very unique and interesting main character, Joshua Kampa. Early in the book, Bishop provides a rich mosaic of Joshua's childhood: severely distressed, handicapped mother; adoption into a loving family; racism in white America; and severe confusion brought on by persistent, uncommonly realistic dreams. Joshua is quiet, confused, frustrated, and very complex. Bishop brings us to a point where we can understand, at least in some ways, how the young man might be more at home living in the early Pleistocene past than in the present. The story is complex enough to remove our naïve impressions about that past. We live through the hugeness of Joshua's sacrifices and his rewards. He is no hero, rather a normal caring person trying to learn and love, and survive. Joshua's journey is completely captivating. No Enemy But Time is a great book with its wonderful mix of themes: deafness, prostitution, adoption, racism, extreme sacrifices, time paradoxes, familial interactions. Bishop weaves this tale in engaging, literary prose, and is a joy to read. Very highest recommendation.

If I recall correctly, Nebula awards are typically voted on by the SF Writers of America Association, which means that by winning one it's generally a mark of recognition by your peers, a sign that you're admired by other writers in your field and worthy enough that a majority of them voted to give you an award (as opposed to the Hugo, which is generally voted on by the fans). In that sense, this is probably a book that will appeal more to writers than SF fans, if only because there is very little SF in the book at all. That doesn't mean it's not a well written, well constructed novel, it's just not very science-fictional. Those looking for a time travel type novel in the realm of Gregory Benford's "Timescape" or even HG Wells' "The Time Machine" will probably find themselves disappointed. Some time travelling apparently does occur but this isn't really a book where the focus is on fancy machinary and weird theories involving quantem physics. What we have here is the story of Joshua, a man who constantly "dreams" of a prehistoric past, a time when the forerunners of man walked the earth. He's tapped for a secret Air Force project in Africa where they have machines that will somehow harness his dreams and take him back to that time period, where he can report on what actually went on back then, things that the anthropologists can't figure out with just fossils and tools and whatnot. So Joshua goes back and winds up spending way more time there than he initially planned. Interspersed with the story of his adventures with proto-man are scenes from his early life, showing him growing up, interacting with a foster family and laying the seeds for what eventually would be his time travelling. The weird thing is, these interludes are far more interesting than the time travelling story, infusing the character with a lot more emotion and dimenesions than the other sequences do. The trip back starts out interesting, as Joshua runs into a small group of early man and integrates himself into their lives, and Bishop does a really good job speculating at what the society of early man might be like, their family groups and interactions with each other, as well as how they existed from day to day. Thing is, he gets that out of the way early and it just becomes aimless wandering, with Joshua's frequently flippant narration (he gives all the proto-men (and ladies) names, but I can't tell them apart, and tells them stories that are basically nonsense because they can't understand him anyway) substituting for anything resembling actual human interaction (because they can't talk to him and only have a limited understanding it's like he's rooming with a bunch of mimes) the prehistoric scenes start to suffer from a lack of direction, like Bishop found he liked the story of Joshua growing up a lot more and was just using the main story to kill time and space. Some scenes are pretty effective, especially the moments that deal with early mortality. But Bishop

This is a great piece of thoughtful science fiction. The main character Joshua Kampa (aka, John-John Monegal) has, since his infancy, had vivid dreams of Pleistocene Africa, where humanity's ancestors Homo habilis roamed--he has had accurate dreams of the fauna and flora of this era since long before he was old enough to read anything about them. When this ability of his comes to the attention of a leading paleontologist and an airforce physicist, he is enlisted in a time travel project. The physcist's time travel device can only work if it can harness the consciousness of someone like Kampa, whose consciousness is already connected with some point in the past. The workings of the time machine are only briefly justified with some linguistic slight of hand, but the way Bishop takes around the usual problem of paradox (going back in time and accidentally altering the future) is intriguing. In any case, Kampa travels back in time and eventually is able to join a tribe of Homo habilis. This may all sound sort of dull. It's certainly not an action-adventure novel. It is, instead, a thoughtful one, about relationships--those Kamoa has both with adoptive family and those he develops with the members of the Homo habilis tribe. Which is not to say there is no tension--at times, Kampa's life is danger from prehistoric giant hyenas and an exploding volcano, but that is not the focus of the book. Bishop does a remarkable job of making Homo habilis seem realistic--human in so many ways, but yet not quite. As one other reviewer noted, Kampa's narrative voice is sometimes needlessly flip, but this did not ruin the book for me. I also found the way he ended up getting drawn into the time travel project a little contrived. It's never clear why the paleontologist--also a high-ranking government official of an imaginary African country--has knowledge of a top secret American Air Force project, and so can invite Kampa to take part in it. This minor fudge factor does not, however, ruin the novel either. On the whole, it is wonderful read.

No Enemy But Time is a vision quest, exploring the social difficulties that an explorer would encounter whether they were due to Pleistocene ecologies or modern cultural mysteries. Amid a glut of mediocre stories, this one was not only well worth the read, but also worth a second one.