Spalding Gray dies

[lovingboth]

Poo. He vanished in January, and his body was found over the weekend.

I remember reading one of his books - a collection of his monologues - on a train journey from Coventry to London Euston, and looking up to see a field full of dandelions. My first thought was that this was tortoise heaven. It was that sort of thinking his writing used to inspire in me.

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[juudes.livejournal.com]

I first encountered him when Swimming to Cambodia was shown on tv one night; one of those times where you can't be bothered to turn it off, and then end up transfixed. Strangely enough, I had no idea he was missing until I read an article about Garrison Keillor in the weekend Guardian which mentioned it. I always intended to read more of his writing.