Seeing LeGuin again
Mar. 24th, 2012 10:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eve_primeUrsula LeGuin spoke at our library today – this year’s “Reading in the Rain” book is Fahrenheit 451, so we’re having lots of local activities to educate about censorship. She read from her book The Telling and answered questions; I left before the event was done, since I didn’t have a seat anyway and there were other things to do.
J. had considered coming with me, since he hasn’t seen her before, but he wasn’t interested in the topic very much and doesn’t care for crowds. D. had no interest at all, really, though the idea of censorship was new and strange to him. So I went on my own, which also gave me more flexibility.
When I got home again, the remarkable thing that happened was that they interrupted their video game and asked me how the event was, and if I’d had a good time. And it was remarkable. (Here am I, remarking on it.) Neither in my family of origin nor in my marriage was that something that I’d experienced, and yet now that I do get to experience it, it seems like the sort of thing one ought to be able to expect in life.
Hmm, what else happened in my day? D. wants me to transcribe “This Is Halloween” (from The Nightmare Before Christmas) so he can play it on his clarinet, and I worked on that a bit. J. and I had Thai food for dinner, and between my morning yardwork and our after-dinner walk, I got probably too much exercise. Now I think I’ll get caught up on this week’s newspapers.
J. had considered coming with me, since he hasn’t seen her before, but he wasn’t interested in the topic very much and doesn’t care for crowds. D. had no interest at all, really, though the idea of censorship was new and strange to him. So I went on my own, which also gave me more flexibility.
When I got home again, the remarkable thing that happened was that they interrupted their video game and asked me how the event was, and if I’d had a good time. And it was remarkable. (Here am I, remarking on it.) Neither in my family of origin nor in my marriage was that something that I’d experienced, and yet now that I do get to experience it, it seems like the sort of thing one ought to be able to expect in life.
Hmm, what else happened in my day? D. wants me to transcribe “This Is Halloween” (from The Nightmare Before Christmas) so he can play it on his clarinet, and I worked on that a bit. J. and I had Thai food for dinner, and between my morning yardwork and our after-dinner walk, I got probably too much exercise. Now I think I’ll get caught up on this week’s newspapers.