One the things I remember best growing up was watching The Ray Bradbury Theatre. The Opening scene where he goes into his study, sits down and looks all about the room to get inspiration for yet another chilling or inspiring story. It could be a baseball or a sword or skull or crossbow. No matter what the object was you were assured that the story would be full of adventure and suspenseful and even stories to inpire your own imagination.
Maybe that`s why I aways wanted to write, to create my own fantastical stories, ones that held the readers attention and made them really think of what was implied between the lines. Beholden to the the central character whose job it was to scare or root for.
One of the best writers of the later 20 century is now gone and in his place a whisper is left. To know more about Ray Bradbury and his works check out his website here: http://www.raybradbury.com/index.html
Whatever your favorite novel (mine is Something Wicked This Way Comes) or short story of his make sure to pass it on to the next generation.