I just heard that Ray Bradbury passed away. And I'm still in the middle of
The Illustrated Man. Bradbury is one of my favorite storytellers, weaving stories of a future that is simultaneously beautiful and bleak, and sometimes wryly hilarious. And sometime his stories simply chill you to the bone. I only have to think of the title of "There Will Come Soft Rains" and my throat tightens. Bradbury was brilliant; I wish I had started reading his work years ago.
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