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Ray Bradbury died.
He was 91. It was going to happen sooner than later. But...
I don't have any of his books. But I read most of them when I was first starting out in SF. One of my top fanboy moments was getting to talk with him over dinner as a senior in college. We had a prominent, pointless politician foisted on our undergrad class as a graduation speaker, so to make it up to us they paid for Bradbury to come speak over dinner a couple days previously. He was funny, inspiring, witty, and all those things you hope your speaker will be.
He deserved the title "Grand Master".
Farewell.
What I'm reading: Dave Duncan, Children of Chaos
He was 91. It was going to happen sooner than later. But...
I don't have any of his books. But I read most of them when I was first starting out in SF. One of my top fanboy moments was getting to talk with him over dinner as a senior in college. We had a prominent, pointless politician foisted on our undergrad class as a graduation speaker, so to make it up to us they paid for Bradbury to come speak over dinner a couple days previously. He was funny, inspiring, witty, and all those things you hope your speaker will be.
He deserved the title "Grand Master".
Farewell.
What I'm reading: Dave Duncan, Children of Chaos