The greatest thinkers of our day, the very thought leaders whose contributions to the world of literature and letters that shape the minds of our best and brightest are falling falling falling to time.
This August first we lost the last of the great crusaders in a long line of intellectuals and authors, Gore Vidal.
He had a long history in his 86 years of breaking with traditional fiction of the times. Of his 25 novels, 2 memoirs, volumes of essays, plays, television dramas and screenplays it was his early titles that were by account of many critics considered riske compared to his contemporaries at the time. He paved the way for honesty in the pages of a novel- and was a pioneer who revealed truth, however unwanted was at the time.
He twice ran for office in 1960 when he was the Democratic Congressional candidate for the 29th District in upstate NY, campaigning as aggressively in California as Caesar himself in Gaul- but lost at both attempts.
Gore Vidal was one of the last of the great Titans of the written word and truthfully I fear for fiction and it’s audiences around the globe.
One of the great writers of our time has passed on to another place. His books played no small part in my development as an adult and were a direct influence on the very foundation of my personal sense of humanity and my idea of what it means to be humane.
For more years than I have existed Kurt Vonnegut has taken great pleasure from entertaining people by introducing or reintroducing them to the gentle art of kindness, an escape from the melancholy of being a part of this world.
Farewell Kurt, may the wind be at your back, wherever you are.
Welcome to my forest, a place that I have found in this vast land of Cyberia where people may linger, or just look about and see what there is to look at.
As an aside everything posted on this Blog has been written by me, ie: short stories, essays, musings, poetry and other entries, unless I have quoted the author and the periodical or body of work the quote comes from. (The subtitle to this Blog is “Stopping By the Woods on a Snowy Evening,” by the late great poet Robert Frost). Please feel free to post a comment by clicking on the link after each entry that says “comments.”