Tom Disch

[strangedave]

SF author and critic Tom Disch killed himself. He was a great author, and one of the smartest people in science fiction. But he was not someone who made himself easy to like, either as an author, or, I gather, as a person. Prickly, and too interested in highlighting harsh realities and weaknesses of human nature, pitilessly and without glamour.

Comments

[king_espresso]

The Dreams Our Stuff Is Made Of is definitely something every writer and fan of genre fiction should read. It is sad about Tom Disch. Those of us with particularly insistent demons can empathise with his plight. Our community is diminished by his death. He was friended on my LJ mostly for his poetry and I'll miss it.

[angriest]

That's very, very sad.

[catsparx]

I loved The Dreams Our Stuff Is Made Of. Very sad to learn of his death.

[alias_sqbr]

I got "The Dreams our stuff is made of" somewhat at random from a discount book stall a few years ago, it was very interesting (though I disagreed with some of his opinions)

How...sad and strange to have his livejournal just sitting there, the comments from his most recent post switching from conversation with him to memorials of him.

[dafwarg]

Seems someone has deleted his lj now...

[dafwarg]

Ah.. tomsdisch

[ataxi]

I've never read any of his fiction, but I was soaking up his LJ for a couple of years there -- came to it via John Crowley's. Never ceased to amaze me the amount of quality poetry he was turning out. It wasn't all great, but it was all good, and some of it was quite great.

[ataxi]

Speaking of self-centredness, it's a bit eerie to think he must have done it at just about the exact time, to within an hour or two, that Max and I were arriving in Manhattan.