I write for the same reason I breathe – because if I didn’t, I would die.
Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent.
Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers.
It pays to be obvious, especially if you have a reputation for subtlety.
When I read about the way in which library funds are being cut and cut, I can only think that American society has found one more way to destroy itself.
Issac Asimov – whose birthday we remember on this day.
If there is one ‘speculative fiction’ author I had to point to as a great joy, and thus a great influence upon my life, it would have to be Asimov. Almost from the time I began reading for my own pleasure, his books played a pivotal part in my personal library.
The Foundation Series
His work as an editor on Sci-Fi collections is probably responsible for more authors become known to the general public than any other single reason I can think of. Many’s the writer I would give a try, simply because “Issac said so…”
But my first and most lasting impression came from a novel called Fantastic Voyage.
What a nondescript title, for such a seminal work.
The idea behind it gives me shivers of delight to this day.
Happy birthday, Issac.