A farewell to Ursula K. Le Guin

I was sorry to hear, this morning, that Ursula Le Guin had died, but relieved that she had lived to a ripe age and had successfully produced a huge body of work.  I’ve read several of her books – not always understanding them – and they have all left me something to think about, sometimes for years.  If you haven’t read her, start with The Earthsea Quartet.  (As coincidence would have it, my daughter is reading it at the moment.)  I told a work colleague, who has never read her and likes his fiction literary, to read The Dispossessed.  It’s amazing how her work feels even more relevant today than ever before.

If you want to read more about her, try the Wiki page:  (it has a note on it to say that it has an extremely high volume of traffic so expect it to crash soon.)


None of her books have been successfully filmed, which is a pity, and the radio adaption of The Earthsea Quartet (which I’ve listened to several times on Radio 4 Extra) left something to be desired as well.  I think this is bound to happen when plots of too complex to condense and so much is lost.  Also, her writing created great flights of fancy (for me, anyway) and one person’s vision of a book isn’t ever the same as another’s.  I didn’t know much about her when I first started reading her and wasn’t entirely surprised to find how well-educated she was, something I envy hugely as it gave her writing such a broad scope.  Her work isn’t always easy to read but always worth it.

Amongst her many awards, I see she got one from the US Library of Congress who made her a Living Legend.  Wow:  you can’t hope for anything better than that as a writer!


About susannahjbell

I am a writer of science fiction and other strange and surreal works. I mostly write novels and the occasional novelette. My published works include A Doorway into Ultra, the Fleet Quintet and the Exodus Sequence. I live in London in an attic flat but really want to live in a tree. I wanted to be an astrophysicist but would settle for an alien abduction. I write because I don’t know what to read.
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