Infinite Matrix is a great online sf zine. It’s having a fundraiser. Ursula K. Le Guin has donated a “lunch bag” for auction, embroidered by her own hand. ‘”You can only have lunch once,” she says helpfully, “because it isn’t washable.”‘.
If I was a zombie who developed my prose style by eating brains, I would eat Le Guin’s brain first. You can read her latest short story, set in the Earthsea universe, for $0.91 here. (I know it looks like I’m being paid off by FictionWise, but I just want to applaud their promotion of uncrippled e-texts. For the record, I don’t touch their “secure” editions).
After Ursula, I would move on to John McPhee‘s lobes.