You may have guessed science fiction isn’t my preferred literary genre. Fact is you can count on one hand the number of sci-fi novels or short stories I’ve read in my lifetime.

I’ve written before about what a wonderful wife I have. We’ve been married for nearly 27 years and every one better than the last. Without her support, I would never have accomplished or enjoyed one percent of the things I have.

She also keeps me aware of the bigger world.  Now and then she pulls back the blinders that would otherwise maintain my tunnel vision on hunting, hunting and more hunting. And mind you, I’m not always the most willing subject. There was that loud snoring incident at a George Winston Christmas concert with her friends at a fancy concert hall from which she may never recover! I was bow hunting early that morning, and I doubt I could have stayed awake in front row seats at a Rolling Stones concert.

The other day a teacher friend of my wife’s passed along, of all things, a science fiction story she thought I’d enjoy. She said,  “He’s into hunting, isn’t he?”

So my wife eased me into it. She laid the print out in the stack of mail she always sorts for me when I return home from a trip. While separating bills from the junk, I came across this document with the title The Sound of Thunder. “What’s this?” I asked.

“Have you ever read any Ray Bradbury?” she asked.

“He writes that science fiction crap, right?,” I replied.

“Well, yes, he writes science fiction, but Beth gave me an unusual piece she thought you might enjoy. I read it, and it’s really different. It’s about hunting.”

She knows how to hook me after all these years. I tucked the pages into my computer bag to read on my next trip. Well, I just finished it, and as much as it pains me to admit, it’s actually pretty cool. It’s literally about a safari back in time to hunt a T-Rex!

The Sound of Thunder is worth a read. It can almost be taken literally has a hunting story, but you can read a lot deeper into it, too. Ever heard of the “Butterfly Effect”?

I’m not going to tell any more because I might give it away. If or when you’re in the mood to peel away the hunting blinders for 10 minutes, give it a read.

Thanks, honey!