Currently reading The Sky Is Filled With Ships - Richard C. Meredith, Ballantine Books, 1969.
Sigh...you know, I'm confident that I could re-read my entire (and fairly comprehensive) Ursula K. Le Guin collection without finding a single high, firm, jutting or defiant breast - let alone two.*
- Sid
P.S. Not only that, but it's very poor form in typesetting to have a single word on its own line at the end of a paragraph.
* Okay, there is a scathing reference in her essay Myth and Archetype in Science Fiction from The Language of the Night to "pointy-breasted brainless young women", but it's really not the same thing. **
** Well, actually, this is exactly what she's talking about, so it is the same thing, but not really.
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