Shrimp Diabolo

Here’s yet another excerpt from Isaac Asimov’s autobiography. The year is 1954 and his writing income is greatly outstripping what he’s earning teaching at Boston University. I then picked up the galleys of Lucky Starr and the Oceans of Venus at Doubleday, and finally went off to dinner with Bob and Ginny Heinlein. I hadn't … Continue reading Shrimp Diabolo

Isaac Schussled

As I slowly re-read Isaac Asimov’s autobiography, I can’t help thinking about the parallels between his life and mine. Perhaps not so much parallels, but there are rhymes here and there. His had a student deferment during a war and later he went to work in the Navy Yard in Philadelphia along with Robert Heinlein … Continue reading Isaac Schussled

Hubris

Here’s yet another excerpt from Asimov’s memoir. I’ve known many Tom Walbs in my time, so I couldn’t help but laugh when I read this, even though, as Isaac says, it nearly could have been tragic. And then there was an accident that only I found humorous—and that, in truth, wasn't at all humorous, but very … Continue reading Hubris