I don't read much fiction. I seem to lack the patience for it. One notable exception was the work of Michael Crichton. His works always had wrestled with the ethical questions that exist on the intersection of science and human experience, particularly the world of hi-tech commerce. Although his literary style was criticized by some, I found his work to be delightful and thought-provoking in always unusual ways.
Chrichton died today in Los Angeles after battling cancer. He was 66 years old. RIP.
Here's the link to his obituary: