Ray Bradbury

I've got fond memories of Ray Bradbury. I'm pretty sure that The Illustrated Man was the first Grown Up book I read (given to me by me sainted moother), and after reading it I remember devouring The Martian Chronicles, I Sing the Body Electric, Fahrenheit 451, Something Wicked This Way Comes, Twice 22 (The Golden Apples of the Sun + A Medicine for Melancholy), R is for Rocket, S is for Space.... That might have been it, but you know, that was 50 years ago, so....) At any rate, Ray was a big part of my childhood and adolescence. 

I haven't read him since then, but not too long ago I picked up this lovely little boxed set

from Half-Price Books for $5, and I'm hoping to jump into it in the near future. 

Speaking of Half-Price Books and Ray Bradbury...when I went back a few days ago, I saw this beauty

I managed not to buy it...since I'd only be buying the cover (see boxed set), and since my house is already filled with books...but it wasn't easy to walk away. I love those old, pulp-style covers.

And if it's still on the spinner rack when I go back, I'm going to take it as a sign from God and buy it.

News as it happens.