Sunday, October 4, 2026

Emotional Chemsitry by: Simon A. Forward

 

Simon A. Forward loves Russian literature and Doctor Who.  I love Doctor Who and have not read nearly enough Russian literature to consider myself a massive fan.  Emotional Chemistry is a book that takes its chapter titles from famous works of Russian literature from Chekov to Turgenev.  The novel is split into three different time periods in the history of Russia: the past, the relatively near future, and the far future.  It is also a story about falling in love in ways that ultimately fall apart.  Forward is attempting a tragedy with a TARDIS team that is built upon tragedy.  Fitz Kreiner and the Doctor have both been through their own personal hells, arguably still going through them while newcomer Trix MacMillan has her own traumas to work through.  It’s a shame then that Simon A. Forward does not actually do much in terms of pushing these characters forward.  Emotional Chemistry is a novel that reads closer to a stopgap in between bigger plot points.  Timeless ended with Trix a new member of the TARDIS team and the team realizing that Sabbath has some mysterious bosses that have been behind apparently everything the Eighth Doctor Adventures have been building towards.  This is yet another novel where there is a clear disconnect with the author writing and the direction of the range, a problem that plagued much of the alternate universe sequence that led to this point.  There is a feeling of distinct lack of communication between the writers as the range is slowing down and reaching its eventual conclusion.

 

These things would not be a terrible problem; however Simon A. Forward is an author whose work seems to work better in short doses than in the form of a novel and even than that is hit or miss.  Emotional Chemistry has an incredibly slow start, juggling three plotlines while lacking a consistency in terms of pace.  Much of the first half of the novel would be considered a Doctor-lite story which again is not necessarily an issue, there have been novels such as Birthright that barely feature the doctor but his presence and influence is felt.  For Emotional Chemistry, Forward almost seems to have had a piece of original speculative fiction focused on Russian history and future time travel experiments, but it was retrofitted into the world of Doctor Who.  The big Doctor Who connection is the Zygma experiments featured in The Talons of Weng-Chiang, with several mentions of the character of Magnus Greel, but as this is written into a sequel it the references feel like a retrofitting. The supporting characters are largely military characters, partially working for OGRON, the Russian branch of UNIT, which is for whatever reason a reference to the Ogrons.  This and the Greel references make me wonder if it’s a tribute to the fact that some of the earlier VHS releases were The Talons of Weng-Chiang and Day of the Daleks.

 

These are the ideas with the most depth, the supporting characters feel all particularly like stock characters once the TARDIS team becomes important to the plot.  The most interesting side character is Aphrodite.  Aphrodite metatextually is representative of the relationships.  She’s an alien who is the result of her parents love in a society where having children were forbidden and much of her characterization is about being empathic and someone’s missing half.  While she is given the name of the Greek goddess of love, her story has its roots in Plato’s Symposium in a dialogue with Aristophanes about the third sex of a hermaphrodite, split in half by Zeus and searching for their other half to become whole again.  This is a perfectly fine myth and piece of philosophy to explore in a science fiction novel, but Emotional Chemistry never really achieves what it sets out to do because it eventually has to remember the Doctor, Fitz, and Trix are there.

 

Overall, Emotional Chemistry is actually a really good idea for an original piece of speculative fiction, but in pitching and writing it as a Doctor Who novel it feels pointless.  Simon A. Forward feels more at home writing the novel as a series of connected short stories instead of a continuing narrative, only really committing to that when it becomes more focused on the Doctor.  This leaves it lacking in a direction and with Forward’s basic prose it becomes a chore that only covers ground that’s been covered elsewhere in the range.  3/10.

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