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“To
the givers of this beautiful reward, my thanks, from the heart. My family, my
agents, my editors, know that my being here is their doing as well as my own,
and that the beautiful reward is theirs as much as mine. And I rejoice in
accepting it for, and sharing it with, all the writers who’ve been excluded
from literature for so long — my fellow authors of fantasy and science fiction,
writers of the imagination, who for fifty years have watched the beautiful
rewards go to the so-called realists.
Hard times
are coming, when we’ll be wanting the voices of writers who can see
alternatives to how we live now, can see through our fear-stricken society and
its obsessive technologies to other ways of being,
and even imagine real grounds for hope. We’ll need writers who can remember freedom — poets, visionaries — realists of a larger reality.
and even imagine real grounds for hope. We’ll need writers who can remember freedom — poets, visionaries — realists of a larger reality.
Right now,
we need writers who know the difference between production of a market
commodity and the practice of an art. Developing written material to suit sales
strategies in order to maximise corporate profit and advertising revenue is not
the same thing as responsible book publishing or authorship.
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 e-book 6
or 7 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, what to write.
Books
aren’t just commodities; the profit motive is often in conflict with the aims
of art. We live in capitalism, its power seems inescapable — but then, so did
the divine right of kings. Any human power can be resisted and changed by human
beings. Resistance and change often begin in art. Very often in our art, the
art of words.
I’ve had a
long career as a writer, and a good one, in good company. Here at the end of
it, I don’t want to watch American literature get sold down the river. We who
live by writing and publishing want and should demand our fair share of the
proceeds; but the name of our beautiful reward isn’t profit. Its name is
freedom.
Thank you.”
Ursula
K. Le Guin
November
19, 2014
[This text may be quoted without obtaining permission from
the author, or copied in full so long as the copyright information is included:
Copyright © 2014 Ursula K. Le Guin]
For such a prolific writer whose work had been applauded, appreciated, and awarded since the 1960s, LeGuin's acceptance speech seems more compassionate than cranky. Her words mimic what most writers feel: our words are our art and our art isn't out there to make someone else rich.
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