Undoubtedly one of the Grand Masters of science fiction, Ray Bradbury was one of the authors whose works I consumed avidly in my childhood and youth. I fell in love with his short stories in particular. At the very pinnacle of my favourites of his works is The Martian Chronicles (also titled The Silver Locusts), which I’ve read over and over. His words wove a magic the like of which I had never encountered before.
I admit that I’m not overly fond of Mr Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451, but that’s probably a fault in me rather than it. There are very few of his other works that I would avoid. Even so, I still lean more towards his short stories rather than his novels. Perhaps it’s habit, formed long ago, when my attention span wasn’t quite so good.
In all honesty, I believe that no science fiction collection is complete without at least some of Mr Bradbury’s works. Of all the Grand Masters, I feel that he is the most accessible. He has produced tales that can be appreciated by all ages from pre-teens (about 11 years plus), and many of them are incredibly memorable.
I have one favourite phrase from Mr Bradbury’s works: “Dark they were, and golden eyed”. It is a permanent reminder, to me, of the book’s lilting stories and never fails to conjure up my memories of the nostalgic, wistful sadness of The Martian Chronicles.
If you’ve never read Mr Bradbury’s works, or you’ve only read Fahrenheit 451, I strongly suggest that you explore his short stories, even if you dislike science fiction. You may just be amazed.
Ray Bradbury on Goodreads.