I was walking to work this morning and it occurred to me that Heyer-Punk is a genre that should totally exist. And not Steampunk flavoured books with a Georgette Heyer influence – those, I expect, already exist in some form or another. No, I’m thinking a genre that harkens back to the punk-suffix’s origins and blends Heyer and Gibsonesque cyberpunk to maximum effect.
I’m thinking stories about the young heir of The Rivenhall Corporation, Chuck, forced to care for his wayward siblings ahead of his time. He’s engaged engaged to a cold cyborg countess, Genie Wraxton, and his younger brother is trying to organise some bizarre corporate buyout and his younger sister is throwing away her life with some drug-addled rock star.
Then a young social-engineer named Sophie shows up and changes everyone through the careful application of her coding skills, extracting his younger sister from an unwise romance by manipulating the media, and wins Chuck’s heart through the deployment of freshly genetically re-engineered ducklings that bring the species back from extinction.
This thing should totally exist and it does not play to my strengths as a writer at all, so someone get on all that and make it happen, eh?
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Bwahaha! Sounds awesome pants. I'd have a crack at it, probably by attempting to channel the love child of Neal Stephenson and Jane Austen.
Brilliant. I look forward to seeing the final product.