Two random links from LinkMachineGo, really:
I’ve heard Ian Watson’s account of working with Stanley Kubrick, so there’s something not very surprising about how the remains of a lifetime of working like that might look, as described by this article: The Guardian – Citizen Kubrick
"OK," I say. "I understand how you might do this for Napoleon, but what about, say, The Shining?"
"Somewhere
here," says Tony, "is just about every ghost book ever written, and
there’ll be a box containing photographs of the exteriors of maybe
every mountain hotel in the world."There is a silence.
"Tony," I say, "can I look through the boxes?"
And elsewhere, Neil Gaiman posts Alan Moore’s obituary for Julius Schwartz:
He ruined my reputation as a gentle pacifist by claiming that I’d seized him by the throat and sworn to kill him if he didn’t let me write his final episodes of Superman, and how, now, am I supposed to contradict a classic Julius Schwartz yarn? So, all right: it’s true. I picked him up and shook him like a British nanny, and I hope wherever he is now, he’s satisfied by this shamefaced confession.