I have to admit that while I’m a science-fiction fan, I’m a fairly casual one. Sturgeon’s Law (“90% of science fiction is crud, but 90% of everything is crud”) seems very appopriate. And there is a lot of good stuff out there I haven’t read.
Orson Scott Card is one of those writers I keep meaning to look into, but keep forgetting to.
Or, at least, Card WAS.
Sometimes it takes a specialist in fantasy to fully grasp reality. Sometimes a man whose livelihood is making up false tales is best suited to tell the truth. And sometimes it takes a proven, professional writer to make amateurs like me step back and realize just what separates us ants from the Big Boys.
Well, this is one of those times.