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As a kid, Ray's books were always checked out at my library. Even today, check your local used bookstore for anything by Ray Bradbury--they sell the same day the come in, and rightfully so. I still have my paperbacks I read as a teen. Even though my writing style is nothing like his, no other writer has influenced me more than Ray Bradbury.
This may sound like the beginning of an obituary filled with praise and glowing words for this master craftsman of the written word. And I had considered writing an essay explaining Ray's disdain of books and the internet.
But alas, it is not to be. For even if I could dig up any words from the hollow pit in my belly, they wouldn't do him justice.
My only solace is I know we will speak again soon, the next time I open any of his works.
“And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn’t crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again...”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
“And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn’t crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again...”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
I will never forget reading The Martian Chronicles for school - a most enlightened teacher allowed us to choose books from the library to read for our English Literature course and I picked this title and never looked back. I was about 13 I think.
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Kitty,
DeleteHow funny. I was 12 or 13 when my middle school librarian handed me a copy of The Marian Chronicles. I still have the copy I went out and brought right after reading it.
We'll all miss him.
ReplyDeletesuch a great man who truly never grew up 100 percent and always saw the world with a sense of wonder. I met him at the grove's barnes and noble in LA and it was awesome.
ReplyDeleteHe was inspiration. I'm glad I have so many of his books on my shelf.
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ReplyDeleteI lived in LA when I was a kid. Even back then, I always talked about going to see him, but never did--one of my few regrets.
I've decided one thing: He's still The World's Greatest Living Science Fiction Writer because he's still alive in my library.