This ia a letter Ray wrote my Dad when in Ireland writing Moby Dick… He was Disappointed that Fahrenheit 451 didn’t’ “make the splash,” or perhaps set the world afire, like he hoped.. Little did he know! (Note: In 2010…
I ran into Bill Nolan at a Science Fiction convention and we began talking about Ray and the writers group. Bill said he had been to the group once… doubtless before my time. How many great writers have passed…
SEVERAL springs ago some friends and I arose before dawn in Moab, Utah, to witness the sunrise mating dance of the Gunnison sage grouse: a surreal display of nine ornately plumed, chicken-size birds tottering about amid the sagebrush like windup toys,…
Although I am a science fiction/fantasy writer, my next book will not be fiction. It will be, not a biography of Ray Bradbury, buta remembrance. Ray was a close friend, first of my father’s and then, many, many years later,…
PMMP AUTHORS PRE-ORDERS ESSAYS VONNEGUT WRITE A KILGORE TROUT NOVEL EXCERPT, WIN A FREE BOOK Posted by admin in Contests on Mar 4, 2013 If you are a fan of Kurt Vonnegut, then you already know who Kilgore Trout is. To those without a…
Kurt Vonnegut was a man who pushed his imagination off a cliff and followed it for the whole drop; a man who was able to write the most cynical material, yet make you die of laughter at the same time.…
When Ray was writing the screenplay for Moby Dick he read every other chapter… 1-3-5-7. Because he didn’t want “too much nonsense.” Then after the odd chapter reading he wrote the screenplay and read the entire book to see if…
Summer in the Catskills, the days long and warm, the air humming with insects. Squirrels dangle from branches, trying to steal seeds out of bird feeders. The steep mountains are carpeted with trees. In 1800, giant hemlocks, 80-100 ft. tall…
I worked in a camp for war orphans and refuges after the war (in about 2002) Ray Bradbury, my mentor, was a hero to readers in Bosnia due to Fahrenheit 451 In August 1992., at the beginning of the Siege…
Storytelling was wonderful last night. Hosted by me and Mariana Willians Tales had the audience laughing and crying. Stories of teenage orphans and strawberry field not forever, tribulations of travel, lingual miscommunication, armed fathers, memories of mothers, childhood angels, imaginary…