In Memoriam

Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spend the rest of the day putting the pieces together.

There is a quote at the bottom of my blog that I have had up for some time now, and which I have posted again above. I also have various versions of it around my workspace and personal space. The incredible Ray Bradbury is its author, and he has sadly passed away today at the age of 91.

Since 1971 there has been a crater on the moon called the “Dandelion Crater,” so named in honour of Bradbury’s novel Dandelion Wine. I take consolation in the idea that my late-night writing exploits will somehow be watched over by the incomparable Ray Bradbury.

Notes of Bradbury’s immense contribution to the lives of both readers and writers have already started coming in. Guillermo del Toro sent this eloquent email to Vulture:

I feel lonelier. The world is vast and barren: Bradbury was one of the titans of fantastic fiction and a unique voice in American literature. The lyricism of his prose influenced many generations across the globe. A humanist before anything else, Bradbury nurtured my youthful hopes, my flights of fancy. His soul was gentle but his imagination was fierce.

It seems like we have lost a lot of writers so far this year, but – the nature of writing being that the writer always begins as a reader – their work will live on not only on their own pages, but on the pages of other writers.


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