J.G. Ballard, one of my early and most profound influences, has died in London at the age of 78. I read most of his books. His first novel, and still one of my favorites, is The Drowned World.
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It's always sad when an idol dies. Mine was Douglas Adams. I was privileged to meet him on a book tour during the nineties; high point of my life.
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