Today is the late, great Ray Bradbury's birthday. If you're a follower of this blog, you know how much Bradbury means to me. And, if you don't know, just read this.
We discover some writers when we're young, take them into our hearts, but never really return to them. As we grow older, other voices seem more urgent, more important. But Ray's work only deepens with the years, and the impact of his brilliant stories remains as powerful as the day I first read them.
Happy Birthday, Ray—wherever in this vast, magical universe you are.