I’ve always loved Ursula LeGuin, not just for the sensuous detail of her imagined worlds, but for the rigor with which she works through the logic of her premises; she’s like Heinlein in that regard, as opposed to (another great American novelist) Philip K. Dick, whose logic can be a little… slapdash. But heck, at a nickel a word, who wouldn’t chop as little logic as possible?  Read more