Tue 8 Jul 2008
The death of Thomas Disch this past weekend by his own hand is a sad footnote to the life of a very talented if severely underrated man. Disch’s obits in the Los Angeles Times and The New York Times, with their extensive commentaries by National Endowment for the Arts President Dana Gioia, reflect how far science fiction has come in the many decades since Disch began writing, but the fact that this kind of institutional recognition comes only now, at his death, is a sad reminder of the lack of such renown while he lived. Disch wrote a particularly literary form of science fiction which was never widely accepted by traditional SF fans of the day, making him an outlier in an outlying literary form. His only Hugo came for the 1999 nonfiction work, The Dreams Our Stuff is Made Of: How Science Fiction Conquered the World. Camp Concentration, perhaps his best known novel, is one of those SF “must-reads.”
Paste.com has a nice little blurb on Disch, but more importantly links to commentaries on his passing by Cory Doctorow, Eileen Datlow, Jeff VanderMeer and others.