Linux, musical road-dogging, and daily life by Paul W. Frields
Jeffty is five.

Jeffty is five.

Cinematical reviews a portrait of one of the only writers to come out of the science fiction genre who will matter in a hundred years — Harlan Ellison, in a biopic called Dreams With Sharp Teeth. Go HE!

I met Harlan once at a book-signing and, determined not to raise his legendary ire with any controversial comments, I simply told him, absolutely truthfully, “You’ve made me laugh and cry more than any other writer whose work I’ve read.” For a moment he was actually taken aback, but graciously and somewhat sotto voce he said, “That’s one of the nicest compliments anyone’s ever paid me.”

The impish Harlan did eventually reclaim control of the host body, but in the meantime it was nice to give back a little of the joy I’d had from reading his work. I challenge you to read “The Deathbird” without a sniffle, or “The 3 Most Important Things in Life” without a snicker. By the way, he shares a birthday with my wife, so a belated happy 74th to ya, Harlan.

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  1. Back in the day, I took a writing seminar with science fiction author John Kessel. He is good friends with Harlan Ellison, and arranged to have him come to speak to our class.

    Unfortunately, my mother died from a long illness two days before that class, and when I finally made it back into the classroom the next week, I discovered that I’d missed the most entertaining classroom experience EVAR.

    So it goes.

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