Thursday, June 7, 2012

Ray Bradbury, 1920 – 2012

The author of two books I have somewhere in my room, Ray Bradbury, dies today. He was 91.

I’d read his interviews on the Paris Review and Time Magazine . He became a favorite writer to me after that, and I've been on the look out for any of his books I could find on bookstores. Unluckily, he's one of those authors who are difficult to come by here in Cebu. I currently have two of his novels (The Illustrated Man and Dandelion Wine) which I ashamedly confess I have not read yet. And in tribute to the man who wrote Fahrenheit 451 and Zen in the Art of Writing, I will read The Illustrated Man when I find it this morning.

Sad day, everyone. Also a happy one. I’m sure a lot of people will appreciate more of his works and value now that he’s no longer with us.

Requiescat In Pace, Ray Bradbury.


  1. I heard of his death from the blog of another favorite author of mine. I remember reading the Preface and the last pages of Illustrated Man in a book store, and for the first time I felt shivers down my spine... Bradbury is the only author I know who can do that with words.

    After reading about this I reread the afterword of Something Wicked this Way Comes, which tells what made him start writing (a meeting with a certain Mr. Electrico at a carnival). The only other books I've read by him are Fahrenheit 451 and Now & Forever.

    Well, he left us good stories and writing.

  2. "All of my life, I've jumped off the cliff and built my wings on the way down."

    After I read this line in an interview, I immediately know he's my kind of guy, the writer I want to know more about, whose works I have to read, to study, his death reminds me of these things.

    Thanks for dropping a comment, AL.

    1. Almost all book/writing-related blogs are posting tributes... Now I wonder what the reaction is if Stephen King's next (but not too soon, I hope).

    2. Well-deserved tributes. Also great writers like Ray Bradbury don't really die. They live on forever. Unless Fahrenheit 451 happens. Which I doubt will ever happen. Bradbury made sure it won't. Good night Al.