Orson Scott Card is a friend of the family (my family are Mormons, we met when they came over to France for holidays 10 years ago), and my parents being huge fans, I read most of his books at a young age and enjoyed them thoroughly.
Even now, with hindsight, I can't deny that some of his work is truly wonderful: what one is or what one thinks doesn't necessarily take away from what they've created (or, in this post's case, what they've argued).
He offered to read and review some of my written work if I sent him to him. That, on the other hand, I now doubt will ever happen: he probably still thinks of me as a sweet little girl and he doesn't need to know where my sexual orientations lie, because I quite simply don't need the moralising.
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Even now, with hindsight, I can't deny that some of his work is truly wonderful: what one is or what one thinks doesn't necessarily take away from what they've created (or, in this post's case, what they've argued).
He offered to read and review some of my written work if I sent him to him. That, on the other hand, I now doubt will ever happen: he probably still thinks of me as a sweet little girl and he doesn't need to know where my sexual orientations lie, because I quite simply don't need the moralising.