Sunday, September 9, 2018
Rozotica, by R.M. Greenaway
This is a weird story. By that I do not mean it is science fiction, or supernatural, or falls into all those bins we label "experimental fiction." It just goes in many unexpected directions. And that's a good thing.
It's 1973 and Heather is a waitress in Vancouver, B.C. In fact she has been a waitress since tenth grade, and a virgin for much longer than that, and nothing seems likely to change.
Except for Milestone. He's a hippy. He likes her and he has a plan. "You're the key. It's your face. It's perfect."
This is not a compliment, as it turns out. Milestone has a scam in mind: convincing a bunch of investors that he has the latest thing in sex toys, a female-looking robot straight from Japan. And Heather's not-quite-normal features make her the ideal prototype. "You're kind of cold and synthetic looking," Milestone explains. What girl could resist a come-on like that?
And so, having taken care of the virginity problem, they meet with a gang of pathetic men who are more interested in getting a realistic sex doll than they are in investing a bundle. What could possibly go wrong?
While you are make a no doubt lengthy list of possible answers to that question, I will explain that several of them are about to happen. But what makes the story truly interesting is what happens after things go pear-shaped. I especially enjoyed the conversation near the end by two people trying to make sense of it all.
A fun and imaginative piece.