Posts Tagged ‘Ray Bradbury’


Happiness, Recalled

November 23, 2015

Ray BradburyIt occurred today that an associate recalled a particular thought experiment, which in turn sent me searching for a Ray Bradbury story. The Saturday Evening Post has been so kind as to offer an electronic copy of their 1957 presentation of the maestro’s story, “The Happiness Machine”, from Dandelion Wine.

Read. Enjoy. Be well.



Happy Birthday, Ray Bradbury!

August 22, 2011

Ray BradburyHappy ninety-first birthday, Mr. Bradbury.

Thank you.

No bad rice for you, sir.



What I learned today

July 31, 2008

Well, not much, to be honest. I did learn that arugula is considered elitist, but that’s politics, and therefore insubstantial.

However, I’ve been doing a lot of reading lately, all of it fiction. When you’re stuck on a problem—in this case just a minor trifle regarding narrative voice—sometimes it serves well to kick back with a good book. Or six, or eight.

But I was reading through Bradbury’s Let’s All Kill Constance earlier today, the third and, admittedly, weakest in a series, and came across the following sentence:

She stopped by a table on which rested not one, but four crystal balls, coruscant with light from a green-and-amber Tiffany lamp.

Heh. More fool me. After a lifetime’s quiet love for Star Wars (I cannot claim the dubious honor of being a “true” fan, having played only a few of the video games, owned a couple of the action figures, and read only the novelizations of the original trilogy), it never occurred to me that “coruscant” was a real word. After all, Tatooine is just a name. Kashyyyk, as far as I know, is just a name. Bespin? Dantooine? Alderaan?

Anyway, I needed a triple-take on the sentence to figure why I was hung up on it. And then, dutifully, I burned a couple of hours before I bothered to look up the word.

Coruscant means “shining” or “glittering”, and apparently dates back to the fifteenth century. I prefer slightly-obscure words whenever it occurs to me to use them, so, yeah, I feel pretty silly for not knowing until now. But, hey, life goes on, and be there a God in Heaven, I sincerely doubt this spot of ignorance on my part will be what keeps me from passing through the gates.

Anyway, that’s what I learned today. Maybe tomorrow I’ll write something about self-indulgence.