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Ray Bradbury and the Venus Connection

Like so many others, I've been moved by the death this week of writing great Ray Bradbury, who passed during a rare celestial event: a transit of Venus across the sun's face, as viewed from Earth. While reading a Junot Diaz's stirring tribute, "Loving Ray Bradbury," in yesterday's New Yorker, I came across a reference to the very first Bradbury story she read, as a young child just learning English, and its profound impact on her. I had never heard of the story, "All Summer in a Day," first published in the March 1954 issue of The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, so I quickly looked it up and found an online copy here. Brief at only four pages, beautiful, and absolutely devastating in its spare beauty, the story hit me like a gut punch. Yes, I thought, this is a tale to inspire the latent writer in the immigrant child. This is a story to stir a hunger for the emotion connection a truly gifted author can forge in a few word. Ironically, "All Summer in a Day," is set on Venus, and it centers on a brand of loss so cruel yet common, it rocks us to our core...just the way a death can. Just the way the loss of something so steady and so omnipresent we somehow expected it to last forever can catch us unaware. What's your favorite Ray Bradbury work? The Illustrated Man, Fahrenheit 451, Dandelion Wine, Something Wicked This Way Comes, or another of his stories?


Joni Rodgers said…
Gotta say Fahrenheit 451. One of the greatest books ever written.
I want to go back and read more of his short stories, too. There are so many I've missed, and if I find anymore as great as "All Summer in a Day," I'll be amply rewarded.
Suzan Harden said…
Damn, that story brings back memories. There was a sff magazine Scholastic published in the seventies that reprinted a lot of Mr. Bradbury's shorts, as well as Isaac Asimov's, Arthur C. Clarke's, etc.

I still remember the illustration on the first page of little Margot staring out the window at the rain.
Lark Howard said…
He was one of my favorites for years but I haven't read him in a long while. I loved "Something Wicked This Way Comes." His stories were always extraordinary.
Kay Hudson said…
I didn't remember all the details, but I've always remembered the little girl locked in the closet. Bradbury was so good. I bought one of his last movels (a mystery) and a book of his essays and articles last week. Looking forward to them.

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