I do remember a lovely Le Guin bit somewhere (a prologue to one of her short stories, I think? Probably one of the Karhide ones) where she kind of facepalms at her 1969 self and is like "yes, I really actually thought that "he" was a suitable generic pronoun, I'm sorry!" *g*.
(So what is your favourite? I like The Wind's Twelve Quarters and Four Ways to Forgiveness and The Dispossessed and the second and third Western Shore books best, probably. Though I've been meaning to re-read Earthsea on account of everyone else loves it so.)
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(So what is your favourite? I like The Wind's Twelve Quarters and Four Ways to Forgiveness and The Dispossessed and the second and third Western Shore books best, probably. Though I've been meaning to re-read Earthsea on account of everyone else loves it so.)