Erm, no. I know who Cory Doctrow is, but don't know him as a blogger and am not sure what this might have to do with consuming one's heart, St. Ursula, or Black Lipstick on the Young Lady.
Ursula K. LeGuin (damn woman has too many stopping points in her name) wrote, in the form of a letter to the editor, a 500-word humorous short story in some fanzine, in response to some New York critic saying that Michael Chabon had resurrected genre fiction. Cory, who contributes to BoingBoing, thought it was hilarious and posted it, in it's entirety. Months later, Ursula decided to throw a hissy fit about this. Unfortunately, she enlisted as her representative the head of Science Fiction Writers of America, whom Cory has blogged against as being over-reactionary on fair use issues in the past. So when he emailed Cory asking that the piece be taken down, Cory ignored and deleted the emails without opening them. So the whole rigamarole got long and complicated with Ursula bitching on someone else's website about how mean Cory was, while Cory actually didn't know what was going on; it was from the blog-bitching that he found out. Yada yada yada, both of them reacted sort of childishly, but I feel UKLG came out more whiny.
I gotcha. So, no, I hadn't heard about this at all. Seems oddly reminiscent to me of another skiffy luminary for whom I have great respect, Ray Bradbury, throwing a tizzy which I didn't much care for about Michael Moore's riffing on his name for the film Farenheit 9/11. Or Harlan Ellison, for James Cameron supposedly ripping him off when Cameron wrote Terminator. Or Harlan Ellison if you call him a skiffy writer. Or Harlan Ellison if you pass him on the street...
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