Like the late Harold Ross of The New Yorker and most other editors, I am reluctant to print any story I don’t understand. “The Changeling” appears here, nevertheless.
In my book of critical essays, In Search of Wonder, I made a distinction between stories that make sense and those that mean something. I am unable to “make sense” out of this one—to make it add up neatly and come out even—but I strongly feel that it means something, just as Kafka’s The Trial or Shirley Jackson’s “The Lottery” does.
This haunting story is Gene Wolfe’s second for Orbit; his first was “Trip, Trap,” in Orbit 2.
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