So Ursula K LeGuin has died. It's kinda weird - she's revered across the fantasy genre (and rightly so), but I never saw her books in any bookshop I went into. Maybe it's just a case of she never got a decent distributor in the UK, or maybe it's the grim reality of genre fiction: because you're the life and soul of one room doesn't mean everyone knows you're in the house. Not that I think she would care, though. I imagine she made a decent living from dominating that one room, and even if she didn't IIRC she was an ardent leftist so I doubt a lack of material wealth bothered her all that much. At the end of the day I bet her legacy is the only legacy she wanted. RIP Ms. LeGuin.