Way back in 2013, Amazon put almost all of Bradbury's books on sale for the Kindle and, thinking I was a Bradbury fan, I snapped them all up. Considering how many anthologies Bradbury's put out over the decades, that's a LOT of books. I've been slowly working my way through the backlog over the last 5 years. This marks the end of the anthologies from that backlog.
Honestly, knowing that I'm all done is a huge relief.
When I first bought all of these anthologies, I WAS a Bradbury fan. I'd loved almost everything by him I'd read til that point. And starting out reading this backlog, I was still a fan.
However, the more of the backlog I read, the less I liked them. I think there's a couple of factors in this.
Bradbury does tend to be repetitive in his themes. But for the last handful of anthologies, I've been taking year-long breaks between his books to try to counteract that repetitiveness. Even this anthology, I spread out over the course of about two months so I wouldn't read more than a story or two a week. Unfortunately, that didn't help as much as I'd hoped.
But also, I really feel that these later anthologies of his genuinely aren't as good as the ones he published back in the '50s and '60s. Generally speaking, if a story sits around unpublished and uncollected for 5 decades, there's probably a reason an editor never bought it.
Some of these stories feel like Bradbury thought of something that irritated him, then rushed to his typewriter and pounded out a quick rant in story form, patted himself on the back for writing something every day, then filed it away in a drawer and forgot about it.
Unfortunately, I looked at all my reviews to see if I could find support for my "Later=worse" impression and noticed that I read his more famous anthologies first and worked my way through to the more obscure ones. But, since his famous ones were mostly written near the start of his career, and the obscurer ones towards the end, that means that I ended up reading them in something resembling chronological order. Therefore, my declining lack of interest in Bradbury could be due to either reason I've mentioned or a combination of both.
I've still got his three mystery novels left, which I'm not too enthusiastic about reading, to tell the truth. I'm highly tempted to just sample a couple of chapters and call it quits. Then, I've also got the massive "Best of" anthology, which I'm probably going to hang on to for several more years before even attempting to read it.