Michael Crichton, 66

28 12 2008

I have never read a book with more than a hundred pages until I started reading those authored by Crichton. I remember the first, Sphere that I borrowed from my cousin while we were visiting. I was around 10 that time and was not able to finish it since I can’t bring the book ┬áhome. But now, looking back, that book sparked my love for reading, sci-fi thrillers, and science .

Disclosure followed by Rising Sun and then Jurrasic Park, The Lost World, Andromeda Strain and Timeline. I was a fan. These were the only books that I never had second thoughts of buying. Other books I took hours or even days of decision making before I buy them, some well worth the scrutiny. But Crichton books were never a disappointment for me.

He gave his readers a experience with locations that had my imagination working, story lines filled with anticipation, characters that were complicated and human. Stories that were very hard to put down.

His themes aroused and stirred a lot of my interests. He created scientific basis for his fiction to the point that it can almost make them factual. The extent of his research delved not only in computer technology but also in the sciences of physics and biology, and even further into the realms of social science – economics, law and history. It expanded the horizons of my young mind.
Unfortunately, last November, my first favorite author passed away. It was sad to find out a month after to think I was anticipating the next book after Next.

From folks like me who now have hardly put a book down,
From folks like me who found the rush, the stoke knowing they got a good read,
From folks like me who dwelt in the fantasies of what the world was, is and can be,
Michael Crichton made his mark and will be sorely missed.

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Leadership

14 12 2008

You must love those you lead before you can be an effective leader. You can certainly command without that sense of commitment, but you cannot lead without it. And without leadership, command is a hollow experience, a vacuum often filled with mistrust and arrogance.

Gen. Eric K. Shinseki