The Female Man by Joanna Russ
The Female Man has passed into my hands before. I regularly sift through thrift stores and used bookstores to get my hands on my favorite kinds of books—used paperbacks from the sixties, seventies, and eighties. I was just looking at my marvelous copy of The Unfinished Tales and thinking of having a whole shelf devoted to these already beloved beauties when the Floating Domicile finally lands. I found a copy at a thrift store quite a while before I fell in love with Joanna Russ, and, wanting to nurture the budding science fiction leanings of my dear friend Kathryn, I gave it to her for her birthday one year.