You know what I’m thinking of doing one of these days? Write a [totally] unauthorized and [probably] inflammatory sequel to E. E. Smith’s “Children of the Lens.” If you’re at all familiar with the Lensman series, you may remember that the children of the title-a boy and two sets of twin sisters-were the offspring of Kimball Kinnison [the Gray Lensman] and Clarissa MacDougal [the ¬ëhot’ Lens(wo)man]. Smith dropped the series like a hot potato after that, and years later, Robert Heinlein hinted at the reason why:
“The Lensman [series] was left unfinished. There was to have been a seventh volume¬ÖDoc had worked it out in great detail, but never (so far as I know) wrote it down because it was unpublishable then¬ÖAll I will say is that the ending develops by inescapable logic from clues in Children of the Lens.”
And what might those clues be? Well, if you remember, the Children of the Lens are the Ultimate Beings, the end result of billions of years of genetic manipulation by the godlike Arisians, and more perfect than Milla Jovovich. In fact, they are so highly evolved that there’s no one for them to date except each other. Get my drift? Space Opper and incest! Yummier that a whole box of hostess Twinkies.
And yet¬Öthis idea is so logical that I can’t believe someone hasn’t already done it. Can any one out there tell me if it has? How about you, Narg?