I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC!
Ray Bradbury's stories are songs of the strange, poems of a past that never was, whispers of a future that has yet to be.
"You never know what to expect," writes The New York Times.
"A windup grandma on a Pinocchio plan. A humanoid Abe Lincoln. A baby born in--gulp--the fifth dimension or something. The ghost of Ernest Hemingway...."
Listen. He's weaving his magic again in eighteen gleaming tales of dimensions beyond our own.
"There is no writer quite like RAY BRADBURY!"--The New York Times.
Ray Bradbury's stories are songs of the strange, poems of a past that never was, whispers of a future that has yet to be.
"You never know what to expect," writes The New York Times.
"A windup grandma on a Pinocchio plan. A humanoid Abe Lincoln. A baby born in--gulp--the fifth dimension or something. The ghost of Ernest Hemingway...."
Listen. He's weaving his magic again in eighteen gleaming tales of dimensions beyond our own.
"There is no writer quite like RAY BRADBURY!"--The New York Times.
