I finished reading A Wizard of Earthsea (Fantasy) by Ursula LeGuin a couple days ago and thought that it was a pretty good read.
This was one of the first books I’ve read in a while that had a distant third person as the narrator and it seemed to work out just fine. I don’t really think I have too much to say about it because it was a good story with solid, human characters who made mistakes and don’t seem too far distant.
There were a lot of very detailed sections about the ocean and the kind of toll it takes on the forms of flesh and I really enjoyed imagining that I could feel the wind and salt caking my skin. That also might be because I currently live on an island and therefore the ocean is a much more prominent part of my life.
One of the key things I noticed during my time with this book is when it was written. I’m constantly amazed at the works produced forty and fifty years ago. The vision and imagination of some of the core writers from that time takes my breath away. The book market is so saturated right now that it sometimes feels like every story has already been told, but that doesn’t stop us from wanting to write new stories in new ways or from reading every book we can get our hands on. I think LeGuin was definitely a pioneer for her time and I’m fairly certain that I as a writer owe a great debt of gratitude for the stories produced by all the writers who came before my attempts to get myself published.
Overall, it was a good read and I might like to read it again someday.