đź“šCurrently reading:
Ursula LeGuin, The Language of the Night. A series of essays about writing, science fiction, and LeGuin’s own works. The only novel of hers read is The Dispossesed, but I’m enjoying the heck out of her non-fiction writing and thinking. It’s pretty timely, despite being fifty years old in most cases. Bonus points for LeGuin being a longtime Portland, Oregon resident as well. And, now I really want to read essays and short non-fiction from other favorites like Vonnegut, Stephenson, etc.
James Gleick, Genius. Gleick isn’t quite Caro, but his non-fiction writing really pops. And how could it not, with a subject like Feynman?
Frank Herbert, Children of Dune. Messiah was a bit short, and felt like nothing happened, even though it rather upends the story you’re expecting to get. This one feels like a bunch of scheming and setting of the dramatic tables. Not as much world building as the original Dune. Unsure if I’m up for reading all six of these books. I’ve heard it gets even weirder though!
Craig Mod, Things Become Other Things. I’m, obviously, a huge fan of Craig’s writing. There’s less “meta” about the actual walking in this one. More of an interwoven story of Mod’s childhood friend, observations of the people and places he meets whilst walking, and his own life story. It’s a lovely bit of memoir.