Richard Brautigan was a giant among Beat writers. His delicate prose, full of strange ethereal humour and a delicate child-like touch was completely unique.
In the 50s he released poetry and did stand up poetry reading in San Francisco. Then when the 60s came around he extended his work into novels and worked with the Diggers.
But Richard was an unpredictable loner. He was never completely part of either scene.
He is most remembered for Trout Fishing in America but In Watermelon Sugar haunts me most.
He committed suicide in 1984.
A writer who deserves to be remembered and read.