
On my constant vigilant hunt for those precious copies of classic sci-fi books slathered with hand painted starscapes and eight legged Saturn Dragons, I am always bemused to find certain SF books filed in with the lit fiction. Notably, Brave New World and Fahrenheit 451. Hmmm. Isn’t Brave New World set in London in 2540 AD? Doesn’t it deal with the social implications of eugenics technology? And, hey, what about, Fahrenheit 451, described by Bradbury as “a story about how television destroys interest in reading literature.”


From my investigative survey, I found that many readers said, “Well, Brave New World veers towards general lit because it deals more with social issues than technology, and the same goes for that other one.” That seems like kind of a cheat. After all, what about Asimov’s Foundation series which contains some pretty incredible examples of human political power relationships, or Ender’s Game, which turns up on Air Force reading lists for its interpersonal tactical strategy.

Sure, hard sci-fi, along the lines of Arthur C. Clarke's, 2001: A Space Odyssey or The Forever War, written as Joe Haldemans thesis for the Iowa Writer’s Workshop, is going to give more explicit descriptions of technology, but what about near future SF, like Neal Stephenson’s Snow Crash which is set in a future where the U.S. Federal government had been privatized (e.g. General Bob’s Army), and there’s Phillip K. Dick’s Man in the High Castle, which describes the near future if the Axis had won WWII.
Science fiction may have science in it, but ultimately it is fiction and its function leans on the successful development of plot and character. Is it so bold to say that SF readers are looking for great character and plot above scientific explication (or at the very least on par with it)? But maybe that’s the trick, a little closer to home. Genre is more defined by its readership, or its assumed readership. Is it considered more aristocratic to read, say, Lydia Davis than Issac Asimov? Yes. Maybe. Hmmm. That might be another article. Either way, a book isn’t fired out into the void to be discovered like a lucky penny. Readers are a specific set of people, and within that general set are many more specific groups, similar to music audiences. (Does that make J.K. Rowling the Beatles of published fiction??? Perhaps Hemmingway is a little more Indie, say Jack White or The Strokes.) Only a percentage of the population reads, statistically the number of Americans who buy ten or more books in a year is around forty six percent. When you take out cook books, how to’s, and The Secret, the number of fiction readers within that set begins to dwindle. Of this population of readers, the number who consistently purchase books (some might say compulsively, I’m not admitting anything here) is even less still.
There’s a reason most book stores give you thin, clear plastic bags. You’re showing off, you’re part of an elite subset of people who are, at least theoretically, bettering their minds and their vocabularies. Think about that at your next trip to Grissell and Junior’s Market when they wrap your tequila in a black plastic bag.
Here, I’m including the Wikpedia definition of genre fiction because I think it’s more telling than the definition of SF:
Genre fiction, also known as popular fiction, is a term for fictional works (novels, short stories) written with the intent of fitting into a specific literary genre in order to appeal to readers and fans already familiar with that genre.

The stages of publishing a book, including building up a catalog of published works and developing a relationship with editors and wider readership, largely defines a book’s genre. Or, more simply, a book’s genre is defined by where it’s shelved when it’s released, and if that shelving changes, along with the audience, then the book subserviently follows, because part of what makes the power of a written work is its reader.

