by Ted Chiang
Waiting for the Library's copy of The Unreal and The Real by Ursula Le Guin feels like waiting for Godot. Fortunately, I spied Chiang's collection of stories. Chiang, like Le Guin, doesn't always write between the genre lines which is exactly what I like. Some call it speculative fiction but I just call it fantastic writing that is nothing short of origami for the brain. If you only have time for two stories from Chiang's collection, read "Hell is the Absence of God" and "Seventy-Two Letters".