I find it an almost overwhelming task to write about what Ursula Le Guin means to me. Perhaps you will get an idea of how I'm feeling if I tell you that when I had a chance to meet her, at a reading, and get my copy of Tehanu signed, I got tears in my eyes as I mumbled some incoherent thanks for what her work has been to me over the years. She gave me a sharp look, out of that canny, lined, intelligent face that somehow looks exactly as you would imagine her, and wrote spontaneously "with best wishes" along with my name and her signature. ( Read more... )
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