Showing posts with label Ursula K le Guin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ursula K le Guin. Show all posts

Thursday, March 31, 2022

Ages when I "discovered" my favorite authors

Andre Norton 
Age 10-11 "Warlock of the Witchworld"
My oldest big brother brought home a coverless used paperback copy. My introduction to adult Fantasy. Magic as personal, unique, familial legacy, and frightening. The rest is history... 

Lois Duncan
Age 12 "A Gift of Magic"
I lost a lot of Summertime as a kid because I was always stuck in Summer School(which is also a favorite 80s movie of mine. My first film showing a pregnant teen and the storyline NOT punishing her for that). I found this book on the school library spinner rack(found so many favorites over the years on the spinner rack). The cover was a touched-up photograph of an eerie-looking pre-teen white girl. Her eyes aglow while she sat crouched in an easy chair, her fingers digging into its arms while she stared at the viewer. Behind her was another photo of a younger girl seemingly floating in shades of blue. The story was as surreal and real as a story could get about a regular girl inheriting her matriarchal line's ability to telepathy, telekinesis, and prescience.

Anne McCaffrey 
Age 20 "The Rowan"
Now in the realm of far-future SF with a psychic woman protagonist(thanks to A Gift of Magic) I started to relish reading about. This title was the first in a family drama/space opera series. The protagonist is in blue clothing and seat on a seat likened to a throne, appearing as regal as any queen. An orphan, she is considered one of the most powerful psychics in human-inhabited space. She sits straight with her ankles crossed, her arms straight with her fingertips on her seat's arms. She is flanked by a smallish(serval-size?) snow leopard-like domesticated cat. More psychic abilities and alien-implied invasions of the galaxy. The first story where the protagonist and her intended get together, she gets pregnant, and they don't immediately marry(they marry in the second book when she's pregnant with their third child). That blew my mind and I appreciated this subplot point. 

Ursula K. le Guin
Age 23(?) "Catwings Returns"
I know I read this story late in my local library, not even realizing it was a series. It had cats with bird wings born to a regular black cat mama. The cats flying through a city felt very real to me and delighted me that another writer could make a story about a cat character that could fly. Disclaimer: My first character I made up as a kid was a brown and white cat with bat wings I called Cat the Bat.😊😄 I worked as a substitute teacher at the time.

Thursday, September 16, 2021

Remembering Wizards - my memoriam essay to Ursula K. le Guin

 *NOTE: I mentioned I would post this essay here on my blog in case it failed to be published elsewhere. If in case I see another opportunity to submit it, I will take it down from here*

                                                        Remembering Wizards

On January 22, 2018, a notable author died. There are cultural icons that pass away and their effects on the collective psyche vary. This time it was Ursula K. le Guin’s death that affected the literary collective. Not only a towering figure within speculative fiction but among the mainstream community too. Shortly after news of her passing, social media posted personal anecdotes from readers, authors, from the aspiring to the famous, from science fiction/fantasy publishers to mainstream media outlets. Le Guin’s power lay in her words that covered topics such as feminism, sociology, activism, publishing, children’s books, literacy, and politics. Le Guin candidly wrote about the windswept and dynamic islands of her Earthsea series and was outspoken in her extensive essay collections.

During the 1990s while I attended Miami-Dade Community College, fresh from a creative writing course, I decided to take my writing seriously. Since being on the Dean’s List, I was allowed to take a specialized elective. Taught by Prof. Tixier, a white woman with short hair more pepper than salt, bright eyes behind constantly tilted glasses, walked with a slight stoop and spoke with a smoker’s voice. I was the class’s only senior and the only student remotely interested in the topic; the other students behaved as disinterested as I was enthusiastic. 

When I shyly revealed to Prof. Tixier that I was an aspiring writer and showed her a manuscript, that’s when she introduced me to famed mythologist, Joseph Campbell and fantasy/science fiction author, Ursula K. le Guin. She asked if I had heard of A Wizard of Earthsea, and I replied I had heard of the series in passing. Because my pride got the better of me, I rushed to the campus bookstore afterward to see if there were any Le Guin titles in their paperback section. Outside the bookstore was a bargain table and, behold, A Fisherman of the Inland Sea, a Le Guin short story collection! It was kismet!

Inland Sea’s provocative prose read like crystals, especially the collection’s title story for I love rhythmic titles. A Fisherman of the Inland Sea is a glittering tale of leaving home and second chances. Within the trappings of a society that practices a culturally complex form of polygamy, the protagonist becomes an astronaut to get away from the mundane only to encounter time-bending redemption before returning home, forever humbled and appreciative. Already a fantasy/science fiction fan for more than a decade, I voraciously tore through the collection’s other titles that were anthropological and philosophical in scope. I wanted more from this writer and sought out other titles. After I completed and passed Prof. Tixier’s course, I found the complete A Wizard of Earthsea at my local used bookstore and nearly crowed from delight.

In the now-closed bookstore chains, either Super Waldenbooks or Border’s, I purchased an essay collection titled Dancing at the Edge of the World and learned about Ms. Le Guin’s academic parents and how she felt indebted to her father, a famed anthropologist. She openly stated his influences on her writing and it shows. Le Guin’s sci-fi/fantasy cultures are candid, finely detailed, believable, and given a respectful objective touch whether human or alien. Her characters are diverse, not only by ethnicity but in beliefs and by sexual orientations and identities. In The Left Hand of Darkness, a novel that deals with gendered politics from the standpoint of the lone human visitor on a planet with evolved humanoids who change sex while in estrus, I’m ashamed to say years after reading that I learned the protagonist happened to be a black man. So used to Eurocentric speculative fiction books and cinema, it angered me to know I had not recognized someone whom I may have resembled! 

When the SciFi Channel adapted her Earthsea into a TV mini-series and they whitewashed the cast except for the mage (played by Danny Glover) who trains the protagonist, Ged (he, himself white-washed), Le Guin became the first writer I witnessed to openly denounce her book’s adaptation in the spec-fic press, stating this was the channel’s ‘interpretation’ and not a true adaptation. She turned her back on the mini-series, telling fans to read the actual books!

 In another essay, Le Guin spoke about the difficult decision she had to make as a 20-something college woman when she realized a youthful and romantic relationship was fading and she was pregnant. She often brought up this chapter in her life to speak about women’s rights and the right to choose. Because of her hard decision, she later explained she was able to meet the right person (the husband who survives her) and have the children she wanted. 

Ursula K. le Guin has written extensively how pop culture portrayed female characters, especially the speculative fiction field’s inability to create credible female protagonists while it reiterates destructive stereotypes. She wrote male protagonists who weren’t the testosterone-driven kind from other sci-fi/fantasy stories, but thoughtful, sensitive, focused, and chaotically complex. Ms. Le Guin has been documented in countless journals, interviewed in numerous magazines, and though she is often controversial and scathing, her words are couched in irony and humor. Her discussions on various topics remain long in the reader.

After Le Guin’s death, a Twitter writer friend, another black woman and writer in SFF, mentioned that, while reading The Lathe of Heaven, Le Guin’s portrayal of the protagonist’s love interest, a black woman lawyer, made her ‘feel seen’. There was a social media discussion explaining that while other white writers did not often get black and brown characters ‘right’, Ms. Le Guin succeeded. As we fans and admirers struggle on how to live with the void she left, I remember the conversations with Prof. Tixier already long gone, that led to my becoming a fan of Ursula K. le Guin: not just by her incredible wordsmithery, but as a celebrated author, social commentator, and champion for women’s, civil, minority, and indigenous rights. 

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

A class that changes...

Professor Tixier would prove a force of nature. She was a dynamo. An intellectual to be reckoned with. I was privileged by the English Department to take this dynamic teacher's class because of my high marks (Goodness, too many British dramas)/scores.

The day I walked in, I knew that, to coin and milk a cliche' to the bone, I had found a kindred spirit.
"Joseph Campbell" (c) Elephantjournal.com
Prof. Tixier taught a course - name escapes me now- about the importance of storytelling and its role in modern psychology and society.

I first heard the 'Monomyth' from her. I also learned about Mr. Joseph Campbell, and his famed "Hero with a Thousand Faces".

"Ursula K. le Guin" (c) Guardian.co.uk
She also reintroduced a writer I dearly took for granted, Ursula K. le Guin.
With myth, storytelling, and epic fantasy being taught all in one course, you would think it would be a picnic... It wasn't.

Did most of my classmates, who happened to be freshmen and sophomores to my junior, understand the treasure trove that was this class? NO, they did not.

Yet, I absorbed, and through osmosis, took in what she explained was the importance of storytelling to any culture. In coming to grips with WHY we tell stories, this topic also became the salve to much underpinnings within the Psychology industry, another field for which I am a fan.

I gave her a story I had recently finished, and she commented, not in the passionate way of my earlier English and Creative Writing instructors, but in an academic, didactic manner that forced me to view my tales, not ONLY as a source of entertainment to possible readers, but to how I viewed my world, my personal psychology.

Professor Tixier is dead and gone for over 6 years (at the time of this post), and I doubt she knew the impact she had on me as a person, and more important, as a writer. My junior/community college is now a four-year, and there is a grant named after this wonderful woman, as it should be. But the true testament to her legacy is what we, her students, and others' lives she touched, may do with the knowledge she gave freely and sincerely.

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