Bradbury was an excellent writer who could reach out through the page past the written word and grab his readers by the heart and shake them before they knew they'd been grabbed. He was so sneaky good at it, too.
My first exposure so well-written SF was Heinlein. My second was Bradbury. Both of those worthy gentlemen had a direct impact on my writing style, although I'm certain I'll never really compare to either one.
Now, there was a man who knew how to predict the future. "Fahrenheit 451" is an excellent book and, sadly, coming to pass.
Sorry, I don't understand the "coming to pass" reference. Can you elaborate, Virginia?
