Dave Bowman has
left the building. It's a sad day in terms of loss to the sci-fi community. Lately, the man was restricted in his writings and chose to make his presence felt by
sombre pleas for intelligent life, peace and environmental preservation.
I do not consider myself an ardent fan of any of Clarke's works but 2001. But for creating a timeless world of HAL, monoliths and Bowman's journeys, Clarke shall be remembered. And missed. Rest in peace.
A friend mentioned that Clarke's death culminates as the loss of the big 3 of the sci-fi writing world - Asimov and Heinlein being the other two. Another friend gave it an even more pessimistic twist saying that a lot of DNA has not got passed on. Do their kids write or show any comparable talent?
Atleast Pratchett's alive, I commented. Apparently, he's got early onset Alzheimer's or some such. No Vonnegut as well. So who's taking over the mantle - Stephen Baxter? Orson Scott Card? Ursula Le Guin?