{"id":3388,"date":"2022-04-03T11:24:05","date_gmt":"2022-04-03T11:24:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sfshortstories.com\/?p=3388"},"modified":"2022-04-08T12:53:55","modified_gmt":"2022-04-08T12:53:55","slug":"working-with-the-little-people-by-harlan-ellison","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sfshortstories.com\/?p=3388","title":{"rendered":"Working With the Little People by Harlan Ellison"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Working With the Little People<\/em><\/strong> by Harlan Ellison (F&SF<\/em>, July 1977) is an Unknown<\/em>-type fantasy in which the highly successful author Noah Raymond finds he is unable to write. While Raymond worries about what he is going to do, he wakes up one night to hear his typewriter in action; when he goes through to his office he sees eleven tiny people (we later find out they are gremlins) jumping up and down on the keyboard.
Their foreman explains to Raymond that they are there to write his stories for him (after some back and forth with the other cockney-sounding little people, a short explanation of gremlin history, and the fact they have been watching him ever since he wrote a story about gremlins).
Later on in the story Raymond also learns that human belief is what keeps the gremlins alive (the \u201ca god only exists if they have believers\u201d theme that features in other Ellison stories), and that, over time, they have changed their form to stay in human consciousness.
At the end of the story (nineteen years later) the gremlins tell Raymond (spoiler) that they have run out of stories as they haven\u2019t been writing fiction but recounting their history. They also explain that, not only does human belief keep gremlins in existence, their belief in humans keeps humanity in existence\u2014and that without stories to write for humans, gremlin belief will wane. The tale ends with Raymond writing the history of the human world for the gremlins to read.
This an okay piece of light humour with a final gimmick twist that shouldn\u2019t be examined too closely (it makes for a weak ending). The best of it is some of the publishing related snark at the beginning:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

[He] did not know what he would do with the remainder of his life.
He contemplated going the Mark Twain route, cashing in on what he had already written with endless lecture tours. But he wasn\u2019t that good a speaker, and frankly he didn\u2019t like crowds of more than two people. He considered going the John Updike route, snagging himself a teaching sinecure at some tony Eastern college where the incipient junior editors of unsuspecting publishing houses were still in the larval stage as worshipful students. But he was sure he\u2019d end up in a mutually destructive relationship with a sexually liberated English literature major and come to a messy finish. He dandled the prospect of simply going the Salinger route, of retiring to a hidden cottage somewhere in Vermont or perhaps in Dorset, of leaking mysterious clues to a major novel forthcoming some decade soon, but he had heard that Pynchon and Salinger were both mad as a thousand battlefields, and he shivered at the prospect of becoming a hermit.  p. 40<\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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