Harlan Ellison, 1934 – Sometime Soon, According to Harlan Ellison

?I don’t mean to sound like my normal asshole self. Maybe Harlan Ellison is privy to some kind of medical knowledge that we aren’t, and he has concrete evidence that he going to die in the near future. However, at the moment, Ellison has only revealed that he “senses” he’s dying. In his own words:

“The truth of what’s going on here is that I’m dying,” says Ellison, by
phone. “I’m like the Wicked Witch of the West — I’m melting. I began to
sense it back in January.'”

Whether you want to weep in despair and beat your breast now or wait until he actually kicks it is up to you. But if you want to see Mr. Ellison one last time, you should go to Madcon in Madison, Wisconsin, right now, where he plans… I’ll just let him tell it.

“This is gonna be the biggest f–king science-fiction convention ever,”
Ellison said, “because no con has ever had a guest of honor drop dead
while performing for the g-ddamn audience. The only comparison is the
death of Patrick Troughton, at a Doctor Who convention. And I don’t
think he was even onstage.”

Look, I don’t want Ellison to die. But you have to admit, if he died on stage, in the middle of panel, that would be awesome — and probably exactly how he’d want to go. Especially if his last words could be him screaming “SUCK MY COCK, RODDENBERRY” and thrusting his middle finger at the sky. Thanks to everyone who sent this in. (Via the Daily Page)