THE OCTOBER COUNTRY
by Ray Bradbury
I wish I’d written this ...
... because it displays an utter mastery of the craft.
When Bradbury is brilliant, as he is here, he’s incandescent. This collection of thirteen macabre stories is right up there with THE MARTIAN CHRONICLES. It will burn your eyeballs out. If you’ve any ambition to be a writer, it will make you weep, because surely it’s impossible to be this good. The language … the word choices … just incredible. I've read this twice before. I will be reading it at least twice again.
From the publisher
Ray Bradbury's second short story collection is back in print, its chilling encounters with funhouse mirrors, parasitic accident-watchers, and strange poker chips intact. Both sides of Bradbury's vaunted childhood nostalgia are also on display, in the celebratory "Uncle Einar," and haunting "The Lake," the latter a fine elegy to childhood loss. This edition features a new introduction by Bradbury, an invaluable essay on writing, wherein the author tells of his "Theater of Morning Voices," and, by inference, encourages you to listen to the same murmurings in yourself. And has any writer anywhere ever made such good use of exclamation marks!?
