“Planet of Exile” by Ursula K. Le Guin – My Review

Hi Everyone 🙂

Another Monday is here, and I’m sharing another literary review made especially for you 🙂

And once again, it is about the sci-fi genre, which I enjoy reading so much. This time I’ve picked Planet of Exile by Ursula K. Le Guin for reading. It is quite a short novel; however, the author managed to fill it with engaging, immersive, and picturesque descriptions and touched upon numerous anthropological, cultural, philosophical, and racial awareness subjects.

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Ursula Le Guin (1929-2018) is a well-known American novelist. She is most famous for her sci-fi prose, especially A Wizard of Earthsea (1968), but she also did translations, wrote poetry, published short story collections, and even several books for children. Her father was an anthropologist, so she incorporated lots of knowledge on this point in her novels. And her mother was a writer, so U. Le Guin inherited her talent. She began her career in the 60s and was one of the first authors to emphasize the importance of female protagonists in sci-fi, which back then was typically male-centered. She also showed a lot of stubbornness and dedication as a writer, trying to get published, as her first works were declined by agencies. This can teach us to never give up for sure 🙂

Among many honors her writing received are a National Book Award, seven Hugo Awards, six Nebula Awards, the Howard Vursell Award of the American Academy of Arts and Letters, the PEN/Malamud Award, and the National Book Foundation Medal for Distinguished Contribution to American Letters. In 2000, she was named a Living Legend by the Library of Congress, and in 2016 she joined the short list of authors to be published in their lifetimes by the Library of America. Three of Le Guin’s books have been finalists for the American Book Award and the Pulitzer Prize.” – from the page dedicated to Ursula Le Guin.

Planet of Exile is a short novel that is part of the Hainish Cycle. The narrative tells us about the cultures and fates of three humanoid species living on the third planet of the Gamma Draconis system. One of them is the descendants of a human expedition group from Terra (Earth) that was left on this planet and lost half of their forefathers’ heritage. Still, they preserved books, medical knowledge, and astronomical maps. They have certain abilities, which can be seen as magic, though they are often referred to in the book as something any developed race can learn. Their number is receding due to their problem with fertility caused by living under the foreign sun.

Another group, the Tevarans, are primitive nomad tribes with no clear understanding of the future or ability to plan their actions. Their lifestyle depends on the long season cycles (60 years long altogether). They are socially organized, following their family leaders, and they have customs, ethics, traditions, and beliefs. They make pacts and interact with Terran humans sometimes, but they can’t have mutual children, so they don’t recognize each other as “real humans,” and their relationships are full of tension and minor conflicts.

Everything changes when, just before another long winter, the third humanoid group, the Gaal, learns how to organize itself and attacks both of them. This causes deep cultural changes in both groups, and this event teaches them cooperation, the need for which is especially emphasized by the love line between Jacob Agat, a Terran human, and Rolery, an aboriginal girl. We also know that the planet itself causes major biological changes in humans, which makes us wonder about the limits of natural influences and how far the adaptation of our organisms can reach!

Among the strengths of the novel, I’d like to mention the mesmerizing, musical descriptions and the captivating, thrilling storyline development. The world seems so real, well-thought-out, and perfectly functioning. Ursula Le Guin put a lot of her anthropological knowledge into describing the tribal life of the Tevarans, their philosophy, and how it all arises from the nature surrounding them. This shines through the narrative, making the reader wonder and contemplate.

The author also perfectly shows how all national/racial issues can evaporate in the face of danger, how “primitive” people can teach and enrich civilized societies, and vice versa. She brings to the reader’s attention how the dynamics of cultural development depend on the climate and interaction of the groups, and that one culture may fully absorb the heritage of another only when it is ready, and forcing it into premature changes is ethically wrong. The war that the humanoids face seems very real and frightening, but so are winter and the problem of hunger. We are especially moved by the sudden, almost impossible love between two representatives of the different thinking species.

Speaking of which, at the beginning, I thought this love line to be somewhat forced by the author, but later there was an explanation of what was happening. I found this quite satisfactory. Another point which I found somewhat far-fetched was the fact that this human group changed and adapted genetically to their new host planet to such an extent that in the end they could have a possibility to have children with the aboriginal species… As far as I know, this is biologically impossible, but I guess the author wanted to emphasize the evolutionary and developmental role of the planet and nature.

All in all, it was a captivating, amazing read, very thought-provoking, engaging, and full of stunning descriptions. I really advise it to everyone who is into philosophical sci-fi, and probably to all fans of Mircea Eliade hiding out there, as I felt a lot of common notions and perhaps a slight influence of his works in this book 🙂

I’d give it 4.5 points out of 5

Thank you for reading this post, as always! 🙂

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Farewell Letter by Janusz Zajdel – My Review

Hi, everyone! 🙂

Thanks to one of the recent prompts, I’ve decided to return to writing book reviews and sharing my thoughts and impressions about novels and stories I’ve lately read. I helps me organize my reflections, and I hope it will be useful to you too, especially if you are as passionate about literature as I am and you are looking for fresh recommendations 🙂

I learned about J. Zajdel through my husband, who knows of my love for the sci-fi genre, so he suggested I start reading this author, claiming that his style is somewhat like S. Lem. In truth, this isn’t entirely accurate. J. Zajdel was the second well-known sci-fi writer in Poland (after Lem), and they both wrote dystopian and sci-fi literature. However, while Lem often conveyed his novels in a very philosophical, sometimes even lofty fashion, which I personally appreciate a lot, Zajdel had a dry, consistent, logical style. This was probably affected by his other profession; he graduated with a major in physics and worked as a radiological engineer. One of his aims was to popularize science through literature, while another was to criticize the society and political states of his time (communism and dictatorships), which he brilliantly did.

Speaking strictly about the review topic, Farewell Letter is a short story collection composed by the author’s friends and wife after he died. It consists of his various pieces written at different moments of his life. It perfectly reflects his writing progress and gives insight into the constantly changing scope of the ideas that interested him. This collection also includes his interview, some excerpts from his novels, outlines for unpublished books and stories – very intriguing, by the way (he died at the age of 46, so he left them unfinished), and the recollections from his close circle, which portray J. Zajdel from the personal perspective. We get to know that he was a very warm and supportive friend and that he basically nurtured the present and future generation of Polish sci-fi authors.

His works were classified as sci-fi and dystopian. Still, you won’t find the mystical or pure fantasy elements in his stories, as was common with Bradbury or Lem. His narratives are very logical, concise, and painfully possible. In fact, he introduced some fictional aspects in his stories, like UFOs, teleportation, or alternative realities, but as I said before, it was not a typical fantasy fiction. These ideas and concepts are considered hypothetically possible by science. So the author described them as theories and paradoxes and played them out beautifully, testing them in his creative pieces. Also, everything happening on the pages of this story collection is justified and explained, providing a background for action. Most of the stories have nice dynamics and brilliant irony that balances his somewhat dry descriptions, which, along with capturing dynamics saves his literature from becoming dull or monotonous. My favorite among his works from this collection was The Other Side of the Mirror, because it included the elements I like: thrilling concepts (Zajdel played with a theory about dimensions and teleportation) and thought-provoking elements, something that broadens reader’s horizons.

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Dune: Part Two – I’ll Never Base My Expectations on Random People’s Posts and Opinions Again

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I usually don’t write film reviews. Lately, I’ve become so lazy that I even stopped writing book reviews (though I still read a lot). But in this very case, I decided I should definitely share my opinion.

Why is it so?

Not so long ago, my husband and I went to the cinema to see “Dune: Part two”. But before experiencing it for myself, I, as always, decided to read opinions about this film and discovered plenty of negative reviews. Judging by what people wrote in these wretched FB groups, the film was: “a disaster, it differed from the book tremendously, Chani left Paul (which really didn’t happen in the book) because she was a spoiled brat, raging feminists were ruling the world, and Chani was ruling the Universe”. There were also claims about how “the director changed the film to make it approachable for new generation. Boo.”

I felt a pang of despair while reading these posts. Just to be clear – I love F. Herbert’s Dune; his novels are among my favorite sci-fi book series. So, the thoughts about the changes and simplifying hurt a lot.

Unfortunately, my brain likes to create the negative scenarios (probably so that it doesn’t hurt so much later). I went to the cinema with a heavy heart, trying to to relax myself by thinking “at least we went out”.

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Radiation (Black Wings)

Every night by the starlight, I dream
That I’m poisoned by radiation
And I’m burning in your damnation;
I’m rejected, I smolder, I gleam.

You deny my mere existence,
As if I were contagious with plague,
And you leave me as if by mistake,
For the future’s harmonious sake.

Now you fire at me from the distance,
On your arrogant journey to Mars,
To the planet which you all at once
Will demolish in less than an instance.

By denying the history’s wisdom
Yes, apparently, you never listen
To whatever is tagged “complicated”…
Slay each other in violent fit.
So be it. So be it. So be it.
And your graves will be paving the Mars.

While I am here, wretched outcast,
Left all alone, but I’m myself at last.
All of a sudden, in impulsive blast,
I’m opening the windows swiftly, fast,
To welcome colorful, inevitable death.
Wait… I still live, and with my every breath,

I cast off layers of my old bleak skins,
Transforming into something yet unseen.
*****
I’m spreading my black wings, and in myriads of deadly flaming sparks,
I fly over the forests bathed in the distant light of the moon and stars,
Marveling at the reflections of fires and light on the dark, silky water surface.



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The good he’s done for me

Positive things from family… In my life I was endowed by quite a complicated family, the majority of members of which were manipulative, controlling and toxic. That caused some problems with which I struggled as a child and still struggle as an adult. Life is complicated and so am I, as I’m its reflection, so I had no choice but to cut several family cords just in order to help my mental health in order. But I won’t write more details about them now.

My grandfather was a wonderful man, empathetic, loving and kind. He had a big heart and was fond of us all. I never realized how much his influence shaped me: he was always so warm and supportive. He gave me love and opportunities to learn and to travel. It was always him who connected our constantly quarreling family. It is because of him I am where I am now.

He passed away so suddenly, just before his birthday. By some twisted irony it was the last time when he reconnected our family and mended ruined relationships. Sadly, for this restoration to happen his death was required. I couldn’t attend his funeral, which is really sad, but he is forever in my heart: recently I started to remember myriad little conversations and events connected to him, suddenly understanding that it was him, who taught me empathy, search of different perspectives on the religion and love for sci-fi: we talked a lot about space, planets and stars, so maybe my love for astrology is also rooted there…

I miss him, as does all of our family, and most of all my grandma, of course. Not so long ago I talked to my psychotherapist, and during the session she assumed that I must have received love and support from someone in my childhood and I just knew who it was. And this is the main positive thing among all he has done for me: he loved me, he supported me, he believed in me. And I’m endlessly grateful for that, and I miss him. Before his death he told my grandmother: I tried to help them all the best I could…

You helped a lot. Thank you.

September reading (five books monthly)

Autumn is a time to study, to slow down, to reflect on something, to cough loudly, to embrace the sadness and the beauty of the season, to listen to the wail of the windy, mesmerizing patter of rain and… To read 🙂 By the way, I personally was spending last week just as descibed. I also wrapped myself in blanket, hugged my cat and lit the candles 😀 Also there was a great reading “revolution” in my life… But you will find the details at the end of this post.
I also decided to write a little bit on several books, because my first review written in this blog was somewhat looong and complicated. I like complicated things 😉 But no one except me does 😀

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“Powrót z Gwiazd” – Stanisław Lem // Return from the Stars by Stanisław Lem

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