My Philip K. Dick Project
Entry #23 - Gather Yourselves Together (written June 1952, published posthumously June 1994)
In the course of this project, I’ve done my best to read through Dick’s works in the order of composition. However, this book, Gather Yourselves Together, was out of print until a new version was released last month. I wasn’t willing to pay over a hundred dollars just to read in perfect order. Now after having read this, I’m glad I didn’t.
There’s some debate, but most Dick scholars agree that this is his first complete, finished novel, most likely written shortly before Voices From the Street (#2), when he was just 24. And it shows. This book succeeds more as an interesting peek into Dick’s evolution than as a story itself.
So I find myself in an interesting position on this project. Having just finished with all of Dick’s mainstream novels, his last one, Humpty Dumpty in Oakland, itself a sort of throwback to his earlier works, and having read his masterpiece The Man in the High Castle, I find myself in the position of having to go back in time to Dick’s very beginnings. Probably if I had read this book when I was supposed to, I would have been a little kinder. It’s very primitive compared with his later novels, even more so than Voices From the Street. Unfortunately, it’s also about 100 pages longer than any of his other books, although far less happens.
In fact, hardly anything happens. My main problem with this book, and there are many, is that it’s kind of boring. Although the book takes place in China, it might as well have been anywhere. Aside from a brief, somewhat interesting chapter near the end when an actual Chinese person shows up, and the new communist Chinese are compared with the early Christians, the entirety of the book, aside from flashbacks, follows three Americans in a huge abandoned metal working complex. No one comes in, and they never go out.
The flashbacks are the only respite from the monotony of the plant, and take up the majority of the first half of the book, following Verne and Barbara between Castle, north of Boston, and New York. The characters wax endlessly about their woes, and when we finally found out what happened between Verne and Barbara, it’s pretty anticlimactic. It’s hard to see why it’s such a big deal, especially when four or five years have passed since then.
Carl, especially, is virtually ignored in the first half of the book, and it’s not until near the end that we get any idea of why he is the way he is (which is earnestly annoying), which points out some major structure programs. It’s hard to see how Carl could hold any appeal for Barbara, except as a counterpoint to Verne. He’s childlike and hyperactive, full of half-baked philosophizing and prattling on about anything just to fill the silence. I found dour old cynical Verne to be much more likeable.
Both the dialogue and the prose are overwrought and overcooked. The young Dick was obviously striving for profundity but fell short. There are moments of beauty and mystery, especially in the apparently semi-autobiographical sections detailing Carl’s childhood and development, but on the whole it’s kind of a turgid affair, too many words detailing too little story. This one is for Dick completists only.
Stray thoughts: The name of one of the bars Verne frequents, The Lazy Wren, was reused as the black bar in Mary and the Giant.
My edition: Mariner Books paperback, 2012
Up next: “Martian Time-Slip”!
August 9th, 2012