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Harry Harrison died earlier today at age 87. I met the man only briefly and exchanged just a few notes with him, but he was a vivid writer and a lively presence in the science fiction world. We are much poorer for his loss.
And I'll go to my grave knowing that I still owe that drink I promised him. Rest in peace, Harry.
You can read Christopher Priest's excellent memorial in the Guardian here.
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4 comments:
I read Deathworld when I was quite small and it was a favorite of mine.
R.I.P.
We on a panel together about cannibalism. He was a really excellent raconteur, and a lovely man.
One of The Stainless Steel Rat books was the first book I read in middle school during my free time which provoked an English teacher to mock/shame me for reading science fiction. So of course I have a fond place in my heart for this man. R.I.P.
He was big when I was little. I think _Bill the Galactic Hero_ might be the first cynical thing I ever read.
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