For the weekend…
Month: June 2012
The Martian Chronicler
Ray Bradbury died today.
He hadn’t been well, a stroke many years ago left him damaged, doubtless uncomfortable. But he hung around, the world gave him a few more awards, celebrated him in the small and varied corners where writers of moment get celebrated. Some people probably thought he’d died already, years past.
But, ironically, he published an essay in the New Yorker a few days ago, autobiographical. I say ironic because of the title.
I met Ray Bradbury a couple of times. On neither occasion was it enough to become first-name basis camaraderie. But he was gracious, friendly, and generous with his time. …