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Ursula K. Le Guin, Acclaimed for Her Fantasy Fiction, Is Dead at 88
I picked up The Farthest Shore at a second hand book fair when I was 11. Expecting standard 60s sword and sorcery, but it turned out to be an astonishing meditation on language, mental illness, addiction, the necessity of death, what it means to be good, what it means to be happy... I didn't get all this out of it at first, maybe, but it got under my skin and stayed with me.
My favourite book of hers is probably Always Coming Home. The story itself takes up less than half the book; the rest, field notes from a future culture. Is it post-apocalyptic or post-singularity? There are even recipes, which I tried. They're pretty good.
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