Sunday, September 17, 2006

RIP: Charles Lewis Grant

Charles L. Grant has died. If you're a fan of speculative fiction, you'll likely recognize this name. He's appeared in many anthologies you must have happened upon over the years.

I'm fairly certain the first story of his I ever read was "Glow of Candles, A Unicorn's Eye." Isn't that a memorable, imagistic, gorgeous bit of titling. The novelette won a Nebula. A couple of his stories are up at SciFiction (archives), and you can read them sans cost:

~"A Crowd of Shadows"
~ "Temperature Days on Hawthorne Street"

Neil Gaiman posted something of a eulogy:

The last time I saw him he was grey (hair, skin and beard) and gaunt and sick. Now he's dead, I find I'm thinking of him as I first knew him, meeting him at a British Fantasycon in about 1984, smart and funny and sharp, with a dark beard and dark hair and dark eyes, and I was in awe of him because he'd written some of the most gently evocative horror short stories I'd ever read and he had a Nebula Award and had written books and he had pseudonyms and everything.

And now I'm just thinking about Time, and what it gives us, and what it takes away.

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