URSULA, HEMINGWAY AND ME? FANTASTICAL.

Here we go. It's been awhile, but little to report. I seem to be stuck at 30 stories. I've been working on a story Weighty for some time now. Stuck. Probably because I ventured into unfamiliar territory. I'm a realist. Can't do much but stay there. I know. I know. Realism is a figment of anyone's imagination. One person's reality is another person's fantasy....and so forth and so on and such and such. Yeah!

Ursula

Recently was viewing a documentary on Ursula K. Le Guin. I was enjoying it until her hatred for Hemingway peeked through. She sneered at him as if it were his personal fault that most readers enjoyed his work so much that her own stuff did not make the cut for many years. I have had my years reading science fiction. Was a member of the Science Fiction Book of the Month Club as a youth in the Navy. Had books shipped to me at several duty stations. Nowadays, fantasy and science fiction demand large audiences. If you ask me, reality is taking quite a beating. Pushed to the side. Maybe? Maybe not?