SO! I really did not like this book. A large part of that is because, while Goodreads lets you know it is short stories, and the Hardcover lets you know it is short stories the PAPERBACK gives you no hint.
I thought it was a novel for the first story and a half and I was not in the mood for short stories.
Weihnachtsabend (1972) bore no resemblance to the description of the book at all. I had to check the pages heading to make sure the wrong cover had not been accidentally put on the book. Occurs in an alternative world where Germany did not lose WWII but instead joined with England to create an uber empire. We follow the protagonist who works for a ministry as he goes to a Christmas type party. An obscure resistance seem to be trying to contact him. A girl he used to know and he hook up. It was an ok sort of story, better in 2024 than when it was published in 1977 if only because we have google translate and I didn't have to wonder what all the German meant. Well written, seemed kind of pointless, to me as when I read it I thought it was a chapter 1.
The White Boat (1966) Is about a girl called Becky (14 maybe?)on some miserably poor rocky coast in the Northern UK (I think?) who sees a boat (possibly a yacht) that is white and beautiful come in to the bay and becomes obsessed with it... I think. I THINK this is what it is about, it is hard to tell. Well written story if you like stream of consciousness writing (I don't), but the whole thing is from a third person, inside of Becky's head and Becky is so basic she is barely verbal. What was the story about? When is it set? Becky does not know so neither do we.
The Passing of the Dragons (1972)
Starts with zoological/physical descriptions of 'dragons' native species on another planet, I like zoology. The anatomical detail made me very happy and there seemed to be story structure, NO stream on consciousness and actual dialogue. I was, initially cautiously positive now that I actaully knew it would be a short story.
SO this is a planet with a native species that looks a bit arthropod like, only with a vascular system similar to mammalians people call them 'dragons'. They may or may not have built structures and they may or may not be intelligent, they do not communicate with the humans who are devastating their planet and sending them extinct. No one knows why they are dying. We have two characters, our POV character is a 'behaviouralist' who is gathering data on the dying dragons, a right sarcastic nasty a-hole. The other is a Pilot who got him to the planet. A highly trained, idealistic type, maybe a bit dense in his clean-cut way. The scientist mainly entertains himself with baiting, taunting and insulting the pilot.
Well written story, deeply depressing on the behalf of the ecological devastation and the intellectual cruelty. I did not see the point of this story, if it had one.
The Trustie Tree (1973)
Starts with our third person POV (this is the author's favourite thing, isn't it?) injured on a boat floating down a river/canal? We are told it is on an alien planet, Xerxes and that he crashed, was found by aliens called Kalti, the 'boatmen of Xerxes' who have given him medication then left him alone. It is mostly musings on the colour of the sky and the leaves above him. Pretty in its own way but meandering and, once again, felt pointless.
The Lake of Tuonela (1973)
This is set on the same world as the previous story, Xerxes and with a similar/different theme.
Here we have a human protagonist who works on Xerxes and wants to spend his holiday investigating a network of canals and tunnels no one has before. He is denied so he goes anyway, with a single, atypical boatman guide. I didn't hate this one, the voyage is the main point of the story and in depth descriptions of the scenery. Apparently it is all quite pretty. Mathis spends most of his time musing about his life and I just didn't care that much.
The Grain Kings (1972)
The story the book is named after, finally! It could not have been more anticlimactic if it tried:
Yes, there is a huge grain harvesting combine (it's named Patsy) and that should have been very exciting. We don't see much of it though, and entirely through the POV of Harrison who is a reporter who is depressed that he broke up with some woman once. We see him drinking coffee, sipping orange juice, drinking whisky and English (not American) beer. We see sweet F all of the combine.
Then Harrison has a one night stand with the photographers assistant and now - oh great – we get to eavesdrop on Harrison thinking about her as well as his previous ex. The exciting incident with the Russian combine happens two thirds of the way through, I think we get a paragraph or two of that before we have to put up with Harrison thinking about his Alison again and drinking some more whiskey.
His magazine, national Geographic (maybe) decides to put him off the story now something exciting happened and replace him with a 'big gun' and this may depress him a little bit more than he was already depressed and unengaged, but who can really tell? I agree with the magazine, I would not trust this joker to write a shopping list.
I Lose Medea
Thankfully short. Not short enough. Actually I could possibly have enjoyed this one f I was not fed up with the whole collection. There are ghosts. And weird 'wars' that happen between castles and odd and impossible armies from combined time periods. Apparently the protagonist can make read women out of magazine pictures. It reads a bit like a 'just so story' but it could be ok.
Not for a second am I suggesting that Keith Roberts is a bad writer, his writing is lyrical, evocative, contemplative and beautiful. It is just that when I want this much pretty waffle with no story, I read poetry. Most of which has more happening in it, tbh. He has excellent descriptive powers when it comes to boats, canals, scenery and military stuff. Will approach any future writing by this author with extreme caution.
Postscript, 2025: I really didn't enjoy reading this, but it has stayed with me and I think back on the stories a lot. I am enjoying thinking back on them far more than I enjoyed them at the time. I must re-read, I suspect I will love it next time around.