and this New Yorker article contains some confusing claims:
Ursula K. Le Guin once called Wolfe “our Melville.”
Wait, so now he's Melville, not Joyce?
For science-fiction readers, “The Book of the New Sun” is roughly what “Ulysses” is to fans of the modern novel: far more people own a copy than have read it all the way through.
So it's the sci-fi Ulysses because people buy it without reading it?
After a stint as a combat engineer in the Korean War, he studied engineering at the University of Houston with the help of the G.I. Bill, and then got a job with Procter & Gamble, where he devised a means of frying molded potato shingles before they dropped onto a conveyer belt to be canned in what is now familiar as the Pringles cylinder.
Gene Wolfe invented Pringles???