I think Robert Heinlein’s Red Planet was the first “grown up” science fiction book I read, in 1982. It was published in 1949, but seemed modern enough to my eleven-year-old self. (With one notable exception, which prompts this post.)
Wikipedia says: “The first Golden Age of Science Fiction — often recognized as the period from the late 1930s through the 1950s — was an era during which the science fiction genre gained wide public attention and many classic science fiction stories were published.”
Or maybe you’ve heard the saying, “The Golden Age of Science Fiction is ‘twelve’?”
Putting those two things together made 1949′s Red Planet a good introduction to science fiction for nearly-twelve-year-old me. My dad had always been a voracious SF reader. One day I came across this book he had left out on the table, decided to give it a try, and was pleased to find I could follow the story.
Except, what was this …
