Day late...blame it on election hangover.
What is the old saying about people dying in threes? Last week, Tony Hillerman. This week Studs Terkel and Michael Crichton.
From Shelf Awareness and the NYT:
Studs Terkel, Listener to Americans, Dies at 96
NYT Obit: Studs Terkel, a Pulitzer Prize-winning author whose searching interviews with ordinary Americans helped establish oral history as a serious genre, and who for decades was the voluble host of a popular radio show in Chicago, died Friday at his home there. He was 96.
NYT obit here
Michael Crichton dies: Builder of Windup Realms That Thrillingly Run Amok
Michael Crichton, who died on Tuesday at the age of 66, was like a character in a Michael Crichton novel. He was unusually tall (6 feet 7 inches), strikingly handsome and encyclopedically well informed about everything from dinosaurs to medieval banquet halls to nanotechnology. As a writer he was a kind of cyborg, tirelessly turning out novels that were intricately engineered entertainment systems. No one — except possibly Mr. Crichton himself — ever confused them with great literature, but very few readers who started a Crichton novel ever put it down.
Full obit here
I think the first Crichton novel I read was Coma. Scared the shit out of me.
Something fun: a link
to a "literary witches" quiz.
If you're into Danielle Steele, she's blogging now. Check it out here
And, from my Georgia friend, Carol Malcolm, this treat
-- a Dollhouse trailer.
So what's going on in your world?