This was too good not to post. Thanks to Boing Boing via Eugene Myers.

“Science fiction great Ursula LeGuin took great exception to a Slate magazine reviewer’s statement that ‘Michael Chabon has spent considerable energy trying to drag the decaying corpse of genre fiction out of the shallow grave where writers of serious literature abandoned it.’ So she wrote this:”

Something woke her in the night. Was it steps she heard, coming up the stairs — somebody in wet training shoes, climbing the stairs very slowly … but who? And why wet shoes? [full article...]