Last Things First
R. F. Laird near the end I’m preparing this now, securing a domain and all that, which I never do, because there are things I want to put in one place for those who are interested to use as a starting point when they start to investigate or appraise me. My operating assumption, my premise for yet another work of fiction, is that I am dead when you discover this. Fame in life was never my objective as a writer after I knew for sure what I was. Fame in death isn’t really an objective either. But I do want my work to survive, enough of it at least, to enable those who are looking for a way forward in the future to have ways of understanding what I was doing in my work and my life. If certain things happen in a certain way, I will come to be known as the greatest writer of my era, which spans quite a lot of years. I can say that here because I am dead and don’t need to puzzle over how that will sound to any reader. I don’t care about any reader. I care about the generation(s) w...