Ray Bradbury has died

Writing is not a serious business. It’s a joy and a celebration. You should be having fun with it.”—Ray Bradbury

Ray Bradbury died this morning in Los Angeles:


His strange  stories told me that the mysteries I sensed in the late summer afternoon light had been glimpsed by someone else. I can’t tell anymore whether Bradbury helped create the way I see things, or if (as it felt at the time) I had found a writer who saw things the way I did.

Less interested in the science fiction books such as the Martian Chronicles, I loved the stories in Dandelion Wine set in an eerie, evocative smalltown summer, and the strange, evil carnival in Something Wicked This Way Comes.

Though I began to find his stories too sentimental as I got older, Ray Bradbury is one of the writers who made me write the way I do (it’s not his fault, though).


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