Ursula K. Le Guin

Totally incoherent and incapable of saying much of anything right now. Dammit.

Ursula K. Le Guin has died, age 88.  Too soon.

I’m sitting in a cafe, prepping for tonight’s library board meeting by finishing reviewing the packet the staff prepared for us, tears rolling down my face. Must pull myself together. Ursula, with her unflinching commitment to a better society, would not want our grieving to get in the way of the fight.

Can I ask you something? If you like me, if you love me, if you appreciate what I post here, and if you haven’t read this story, make a little time to read it this week? It’s not long.

Ursula K. Le Guin’s, “The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas.”

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