Aboriginal young men in Australia
undergo circumcision and are told “men’s stories” as their initiation into
adulthood. There is an African tribe
that requires its initiates to hunt a lion.
And American fraternities have their own variety of hazings, from
drinking goldfish laced vodka to lying on the dividing line of a busy
street. It can thus be imagined that in
sci-fi, the possibilities for rites of passage are limitless.
Focusing on one such passage in the life
of a young woman, Vonda N. McIntyre’s 1977 Aztecs
is the story of Laenae, a Pilot.
Sacrificing her heart for a mechanical pump which makes it physically
possible to navigate long distance freighters through the black of space, the
title is all too real for her. The
novella dealing with Laenae’s transition in emotional, human terms rather than
via action or excitement, this is the more subtle, mature side of sci-fi.









