Death of David Hughes

[Michael Moorcock]

I just learned that my friend David Hughes also died. A literary editor and critic, he was married to Mai Zetterling when I first met him and had done a script for Behold the Man -- the movie I most regret never being made. He wrote several good novels, including The Man Who Invented Tomorrow, about H.G. Wells. A gentleman of great courtesy and wit.
This is proving a very bad year.

[Miqque]

It does seem you are losing friends in a big bunch. I'm so sorry for your losses, and know we must celebrate their lives.

A big hug for ya, pard.
-M.

[Michael Moorcock]

Much obliged. This reminds me of that terrible period when Jack Trevor Story, Angus Wilson, Angela Carter and others were suddenly lost to me.
It makes my own death seem a lot more palatable.

[Marca]

There's not much one can say at times like this. Life is rough sometimes, and things often do seem to occur in phases. I like to think there is some meaning in such events. I certainly hope so; the alternative is too bleak to contemplate.

[Mikey_C]

You have my deepest sympathy. 'Behold the Man' would have been a great movie. Mortality just sucks really.

[Poetgrrl]

When I read moments like this I tend to run away and feel like i have not not much useful to say.

but my heartfelt sympathy is always true. i may not know you. i may not know or understand the circumstance, but I understand the grief. i understand the pain. no matter how distant or cold the wishes may feel, my heart is with you, because I have lost and loved.

--Kristine

[Pietro_Mercurios]

Much obliged. This reminds me of that terrible period when Jack Trevor Story, Angus Wilson, Angela Carter and others were suddenly lost to me.
It makes my own death seem a lot more palatable.

You're having a really bad time of it, at the moment, Mike! I'm genuinely very sorry to read about so many of your friends going. But, hang on in there! All of us here are very glad that at least you're still around and doing!

:)

[MJR]

Hang in there buddy.

You've got friends everywhere.

[PsychicWarVeteran]

You've got friends everywhere.

Aye! Many freinds indeed!

And all our sympathies are with you, pard.

[MissDreamy]

My thoughts are with you too.

It certainly has been a bad year.

That's all I can say.

[xidrep]

There can be no vitality without finitude. Which isn't much help to those left behind, but there...Mass into Energy...

Warm thoughts with you, pard.

[Michael Moorcock]

Thanks, pards. And spare some thoughts, as mentioned elsewhere, for Bob Sheckley. You might say HITCHIKERS GUIDE TO THE GALAXY owes much to his work. One of my favourite old friends.