I was saddened to see the reports that the grand dame of SFF writing, Anne McCaffrey, died yesterday.
She was instrumental in making me the voracious reader I am today. I gobbled up her Dragonriders of Pern books, again and again. I imagined that I would impress a dragon one day, had an artist friend make me a life-sized cardboard fire lizard that I carried around as though it was real. My first childhood crush was on F'Lar ... alpha male personified.
While I haven't read many of her later books written with and then by her son, Todd, the original 20 or so are in my library on my keeper shelf, and I enjoy them again and again.
R.I.P. Ms. McCaffrey... you will be missed.