Today, the literary world lost Richard Adams, author of many books, but one of my all-time favorites: Watership Down.
2016 has been a tough year in terms of celebrity deaths because many of those who passed were creators of important aspects of my life. Bowie and Prince’s music, Rickman and Wilder’s film characters, Ali and Palmer’s sport heroics, but it was Richard Adams’ novel about a group of rabbits seeking out a new home that truly changed my life.
It is difficult to put into word what one single book did for my life, but it boils down to this; if I had never read Watership Down as a child, I don’t think I would have been as fascinated or devoted to reading. His story about Hazel, Bigwig, Fiver and the others was what entranced a young child into the world of literature. Those characters taught me how to never give up, to think, to be a friend, to seek answers and above all, to live each day as it might be your last. Mr. Adams story has always stood with me as I grew up and it truly saddens me to learn of his passing. I have never met the man and have not followed his works as well as I probably should have, but I know that that one book is what gave me my drive in the literary world. He shaped my excitement and my wonder. I will be forever grateful to have read such a wonderful piece of fiction.
Rest in peace Mr. Adams and thank you for inspiring me.