Harlan Ellison in 1986. (Creative Commons photo by Pip R. Lagenta)
After I posted yesterday's blog entry, about Harlan Ellison on a blog devoted to a writer named Wilson who had various esoteric interests, I read more of The Harlan Ellison Hornbook and came across this passage:
Wilson looked like a Martian to me ....He was, to me, a weird and fascinating man. He was into the Fortean Society and all its unexplained phenomena, Korzybskian General Semantics, heavyweight physical sciences, occultism ...
It's actually about a guy named Al Wilson in Cleveland, where Ellison grew up, but I enjoyed the synchronicity.
If you want to try a collection of Ellison stories, I suggest I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream. It's not a very long book, but the selection of stories seems particularly good to me.