Notes From October 21, 2009

When I was very young, perhaps seven or eight years old, and had only recently discovered science fiction via a box of used paperbacks books in the office/waiting area of my Dad’s auto-shop, my much-adored older sister gave me a boxed set of Ursula K. LeGuin’s The Earthsea Trilogy

cover of Wizard of Earthsea by LeGuin

My young mind made one of those leaps, upon reading those books, that you try to describe forever after, but the words just don’t seem adequate. I’d read quite a bit of fiction, and fully understood that stories were just that: stories, and not reality.

LeGuin demonstrated elegantly and compassionately that fiction at its best is about what’s true. That realization changed my life.

Happy birthday, Ursula LeGuin. And thank you for how very, very much you’ve given to all of us, over the years.