I HONESTLY HAVEN’T read many of her books, but I’ve read a lot about her, because I’m almost more fascinated about her as a person than her work. Because we were neighborhood acquaintances. I lived right down the street. I’d see her walking from the bus stop carrying armloads of groceries, so I started off asking, “Would you like a ride?”
But she’s fierce, you know — she didn’t take a ride from just anybody. She was shy and reluctant, but finally I got her. She said yes. And every few months after that, I’d run into her and give her rides to her house. We’d have these casual conversations, just being neighborly. One day she said, “Would you like to come in?” Sure, I’d love to come in. And she invited me into her house, and we talked for a little bit and she said, “Would you like a book? I’m gonna give you one.” But I haven’t read this book because I don’t want to break [the spine, because it’s signed inside to Terry and his wife]. So instead I listened to her books on tape.
Her mind was able to go way ahead of our perceptions. From her sense of inequality in our culture to the way she talks about disease and pandemics, she was so Orwellian in her thinking. I have to wonder: How deep does she go?
But she was very, very cordial over multiple encounters, which is kind of magical, because I never thought I would know anybody that was as astute as her. Sometimes you get intimidated by people because of their intellect, but she never put on airs. She was as normal as you could imagine.
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