Having finished
The Invasion of Canada
, I'm now well into its sequel,
Flames Across the Border
, which continues the story of the little known conflict between the U.S. and England along the Canadian border in 1812 and 13. Fascinating tale, in which we re-learn the age old lesson that stupidity can verge over into evil very quickly, especially perhaps on a national level.
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I notice
Ray Bradbury just turned 90. He was definitely my favorite writer growing up, but I've been a little leery of rereading his stuff for fear of being disappointed. Would
Dandelion Wine
seem as wonderful to me now as it did when I was 14?
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I've eliminated my book bloggers bloglist temporarily, but will be rebuilding it soon. Meanwhile, here's a list of
101 book bloggers.
1 comment:
Ray Bradbury was also my favorite writer growing up, at least until I discovered Tolkien. I wrote to Mr. Bradbury a few years ago, and he quite graciously wrote me back. I feel the same way as you do: will The Illustrated Man or The Martian Chronicles be as wonderful now as they were then? I guess I could find out, eh? Peace.
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