I'm Irish-American and my people believe that wakes should be fun. Hell, we believe that all memorials to the dead should be fun. In which spirit you are invited to the New York Review of Science Fiction's Tribute to Robert Sheckley tonight at 7:00.
The late, great science fiction writer, humorist, and satirist died a little over five years ago in bitterest midwinter. Tonight, his former wife Ziva Kwitney, his daughter (a noted author in her own right), Alisa Kwitney, legendary bookman Henry Wessells, and famed editor (who worked with Sheckley during the years when he was editor of Omni) Ellen Datlow gather to do the man honor. I'll be there too, and in such company I will most likely be uncharacteristically subdued.
If you're in Manhattan, why not drop in? The suggested donation is only seven dollars and if your finances are so tight you can't afford that much nobody's going to say peep.
Here's the info again:
New York Review of Science Fiction Readings:
A tribute to Robert SheckleyWHO:
* Ellen Datlow
* Alisa Kwitney (Sheckley)
* Ziva Kwitney
* Michael Swanwick
* Henry Wessells
Monday, April 7th
Doors open 6:30 PM
Free; $7 donation suggested
There will be cider, crackers & cheese.
Soho Gallery for Digital Art / Soho Arthouse
138 Sullivan Street
Above: Robert Sheckley's grave lies somewhere under the snow, in the Artists' Cemetery in Woodstock. I took that picture not long ago on my Geek Highways trek.