
J.G. Ballard died at 78. They say he was preparing a last book and that it had been postponed due to his illness. Now they'll get it out in a hurry or something, I guess... we'll see.
It's curious, how there are some people who we don't think much about, not in the lines "Is he still alive? What's he doing right now with his life?", but when we learn they have died we realize that, damn, he was still alive, up until yesterday! And it's as sad as if we had thought of them constantly.
Anyway, bye J.G.
Your books will make your departure a little less difinitive.
- Self is feeling:
contemplative
