To those of you mourning Harlan Ellison: I met him at a Star Trek con 40 years ago & didn't much care for him as a person. Someone told me later that we had seen his good side, that he had little patience for anyone who wasn't obviously his intellectual equal. I'm told that he became less of an asshole & mellowed some with age. I totally get his shtick of being chronically dissatisfied with the world. Writing comes more easily that way.
As a pre-teen, I was exposed to "I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream" and dug it; thought his Trek episode "The City on the Edge of Forever" was a level above any other. In college, I developed a fresh appreciation for him when this book of his short stories & essays was assigned for a science fiction course I took from Dr. Walter Isle.
Much later, I even started writing in public places, such as the lounge cars of Amtrak trains, borrowing from his stunt of writing in book store display windows.
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