This story is just precious.
How it Happened
Isaac Asimov
My brother began to dictate in his best oratorical style, the one which has the tribes hanging on his words.
“In the beginning,” he said, “exactly fifteen point two billion years ago, there was a big bang and the Universe–”
But I had stopped writing. “Fifteen billion years ago?” I said incredulously.
“Absolutely,” he said. “I’m inspired.”
“I don’t question your inspiration,” I said. (I had better not. He’s three years younger than I am, but I don’t try questioning his inspiration. Neither does anyone else or there’s hell to pay.) “But are you going to tell the story of the Creation over a period of fifteen billion years?”
“I have to,” said my brother. “That’s how long it took. I have it all in here,” he tapped his forehead, “and it’s on the very highest authority.”
By now I had put down my stylus. “Do you know the price of papyrus?” I said.
“What?” (He may be inspired but I frequently noticed that the inspiration didn’t include such sordid matters as the price of papyrus.)
I said, “Suppose you describe one million years of events to each roll of papyrus. That means you’ll have to fill fifteen thousand rolls. You’ll have to talk long enough to fill them and you know that you begin to stammer after a while. I’ll have to write enough to fill them and my fingers will fall off. And even if we can afford all that papyrus and you have the voice and I have the strength, who’s going to copy it? We’ve got to have a guarantee of a hundred copies before we can publish and without that where will we get royalties from?”
My brother thought awhile. He said, “You think I ought to cut it down?”
“Way down,” I said, “if you expect to reach the public.”
“How about a hundred years?” he said.
“How about six days?” I said.
He said horrified, “You can’t squeeze Creation into six days.”
I said, “This is all the papyrus I have. What do you think?”
“Oh, well,” he said, and began to dictate again, “In the beginning– Does it have to be six days, Aaron?”
I said, firmly, “Six days, Moses.”
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Student. Science, neuro, anatomy, health, politics, technology, writing, art. Just trying to find where I
stand, my karass, and how this wheel must roll.
Very funny.
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Comment by Cat Consequence — May 17, 2009 @ 9:25 am
I bow to your creative genius! Most excellent!
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Marzieh Ghiasi Reply:
June 8th, 2009 at 11:40 pm
@Margaret Lion, the bowing must be done to Asimov’s creative genius. Someone needs to create this structure as a sci-fi pilgrimage site

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Comment by Margaret Lion — May 17, 2009 @ 11:31 am
Asimov was a literary genius. His Foundation series is a brilliant oracle of the origin of religion. It’s absolutely fantastic, and honestly, a must-read for any sci-fi fan and atheist. It’s all too obvious that he was writing about religion’s origins from a science fiction perspective.
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Comment by Konraden — May 28, 2009 @ 4:58 pm
Very funny – great post and blog!
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Comment by James — June 13, 2009 @ 11:48 pm
Glad to have found this story. I forwarded it to virtually everyone in my address book. Thanks –and God bless you!
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Comment by Michael J — September 6, 2009 @ 5:56 pm
This is a wonderful story, with many more avenues of nuance and interpretation than it may seem at first.
It’s amazing to me how many people see it as an atheist manifesto, when that is not at all what Asimov intended.
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Comment by Mitchell — January 2, 2010 @ 10:25 am