Monday Mar 17, 2003
Theodore Sturgeon and I
Some years ago in my Los Angeles days, I had met a number of well-know writers—from Harold Robbins to Theodore Sturgeon to drop a couple of names.
Ted, an icon in the science fiction world, used to visit me once a month. As I recall, he was living in Northern California or up in Oregon. He would come into my office with his Amazonian wife who looked after him.
At the time, I was the managing editor of a magazine. Ted was writing a monthly column for the publication. Ted smoked a pipe, his long hair fell onto his beard, and he looked like Johnny Appleseed to me.
I liked Ted. After we would discuss his column for a bit, he would leap into a circus of topics. We spoke of many things, which would eventually turn to writing. I liked Ted because he wasn’t pretentious. He felt that a person could do most anything if he were motivated. He was right.
Sure, Ted wrote in the science fiction template, but he was writing about people—and that is what mattered. “Just write what you see,” he’d tell me. “It’s no big deal.”
I looked forward to his visits and his insights.
Although Ted is gone now, I remember him to be a fine, fully-realized human being.
Read his novels and short stories. He also penned a couple of episodes for the original Star Trek series when Captain Kirk was giving the orders.
Ted’s writing is a legacy that will enrich your life.»