Very sad news. One of my favorite writers, J.G. Ballard, has advanced prostate cancer. He has a autobiography coming soon, which I suppose is a bit of good news. His first memoir was Empire of the Sun, which was made into a movie by Spielberg. I am forever indebted to Ballard for my experiences reading Crash and The Atrocity Exhibition, two extremely shocking and beautiful books. He has always seemed a very intelligent and sensible person, who is nonetheless unafraid of writing extremely provocative and controversial works. I’ve been waiting to start another Ballard novel, maybe now is the time.
Here’s a treat:
“If every member of the human race were to vanish overnight, I think it would be possible to reconstitute almost every element of human psychology from the design of a vehicle…”