Last night was the 65th National Book Awards. Ursula Le Guin received the National Book Foundation's Medal for Distinguished Contribution to American Letters. I want you to watch her speech. I want you to listen to what she says about art. And freedom.
"Yet I see sales departments given control over editorial. I see my own publishers in a silly panic of ignorance and greed, charging public libraries for an ebook six or seven times more than they charge customers. We just saw a profiteer try to punish a publisher for disobedience and writers threatened by corporate fatwa, and I see a lot of us, the producers who write the books, and make the books, accepting this. Letting commodity profiteers sell us like deodorant, and tell us what to publish and what to write."
Dear Ursula Le Guin,
I promise you I will never be deodorant. Thank you so much for the reminder.
This book is one of the most beautiful books I've read in years. Woodson's verse lifted me off my porch swing as I read it.
Jacqueline Woodson is a national treasure.
Art and freedom. Art and freedom.