Published in 1953 by Funk&Wagnall's Company, To the End of Time contains several of Olaf Stapledon's masterworks, including "Last and First Men," "Star Maker," "Sirius," "The Flames," and what may be his best-known story, "Odd John." Selected and introduced by Basil Davenport, this collection gives us a detailed overview of Stapledon's vision, that of a universe that is at once inconceivably strange and all too familiar, whose tragedy is the ultimate futility of existence and the artist's creativity, and whose great triumph is its enormous diversity, complexity, and richness.
Stapledon's first novel, Last and First Men, was written in 1930, the same year in which Pluto was discovered by Clyde Tombaugh, and modern science fiction, dating from the first publication of Amazing Stories, the first magazine in the field, was only four years old. His last, A Man Divided, was published in 1950. During the 20-year interval between those two dates, Stapledon produced a series of science-fiction novels expressing one of the greatest creative minds that ever graced the genre. Yet most of those novels, as of 1953, had never been published in America, and were unknown in this country in any first-hand medium as of that time. Since then, that glaring lack of attention to his work in America has since been made up for many times over; and even before 1953, his ideas and inventions turned up everywhere, though without his name attached to them. An inspiration to good writers and a vast quarry for hacks, he produced archetypal stories that became staples in the genre: the mutant who is both prodigy and monster; the dog whose intelligence is equal to ours; the ruin of a world due to a nuclear chain-reaction; the superman who is not the oppressor of humanity, but rather its potential savior and actual victim; alien intelligences like nothing Earth ever gave birth to, not animal, plant, fungal, or microbial; controlled evolution and artificial intelligence -- all these ideas are contained in Stapledon's fiction, and either originated with him or were taken from the literary world's junk-bin and polished by him to stellar perfection.
Davenport says of Stapledon that he was one of those individuals who can best say their stories in the form of myths. His mystic intuition, which could not be fully stated in logical form, was best expressed in the form of novels -- as was true of C. S. Lewis and J. R. R. Tolkien. That Stapledon is not now ranked among those shining lights of the literary heavens is due not to any failure on his part, but rather to the ignorance of a public conditioned to regard science-fiction as the province of either nuts-and-bolts hardcore realism or the realm of fairies, unicorns, and other nebulosities. A contemporary of H. P. Lovecraft, Clark Ashton Smith, and Robert E. Howard, Stapledon belongs with them on the shelves of anyone who cares about the best of science-fiction and other visionary works.