And the Moon Be Still as Bright

It seems like I write when someone passes away. I heard the news today about Dimension X passing away last night. I understand he lived a great life, and to live to 92, (If we could all be so lucky) but I still hurt. Ray Bradbury had such an influence on my life. He transported me to places that only he could have imagined.

It was only last week I read the graphic novel adaption of Something Wicked This Way Comes. I have read the novel and seen the movie, but there is something about that store that speaks to me. The prologue sets up a not only the boys, but then he talks about the months of the years, in a way I had never thought about before. It not only transfers me back to my days as a boy, but also transfers me to the fall, a time of the year I love.








When I was little I remember watching the Martian Chronicles, and learned about Martians for the first time. Years later I would not only read the Martian Chronicles, but I would listen to them as well, in old time radio programs such as Dimension X. Then there was the TV show The Ray Bradbury Theater, which introduces us to even more of his wonderful stories, and some of them were creepy as anything that Stephen King could write.

One of the best stories ever written, is a story called A Sound of Thunder. It is a time travel piece that puts in to perspective the trouble with time travel. What happens if you change something in the past, then return to the future?







Then we have books like Fahrenheit 451, The Martian Chronicles, The Illustrated Man, Dandelion Wine, the list could go one and on.  He was a man who changed the world, through words.

He even had a great impact on the world of pop culture (as seen below)

I could go on and on about my love for Bradbury, and all his different writings, but I want. Instead just let me say Thank you, Mr. Bradbury. You kick starting my imagination and you showed me not only one new world, but a hundred new worlds. You may no longer be alive, but you will live forever as one of the greatest writer that ever lived.

(My collection of books)

Towel Day, and Why I Miss Douglas Adams.

The funny thing about books, you never know how they are going to affect you. Sure you can say if you ready the Bible, or the Curran, or some other religious text you may have the idea of how it may affect you.  But a fiction book, you are reading for the pure love of reading, for the story. So back when I was around 15, give or take a year, I had heard of this book called the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, but had never read it, until now. This book really changed my life, not only was it smart and funny, but it made you think.  I mean Douglas Adams kills God off fairly quickly in the book, not but war, or violence but by logic. How brilliant is that? I was at the age where I was thinking about my world around me, and this book helped shape that, and helped me think more logical where I needed to, and with more compassion where it needed to be.

I would go on to read everything by Douglas Adams. I even read the Restaurant at the End of the Universe in one seating.  His writing still has an effect on me, as well as thousands of others in this tiny little world of ours.  And today, May 25th, is Towel Day, a celebration of Douglas Adams and his work.  So today pick a Hitchhikers Guide up and give it a read, who knows where it will take you.

For more info a about towel day click here