This was stolen from 1 more chapter… even though I have no clue how to answer it.
1. Do you have a favorite author? That is absolutely impossible. And usually, I can be a sport and pick an author I love off the top of my head just to play along, but this is really impossible. I’ll talk about two people: Colette, who I thought could potentially be my favorite author but I’m not liking so much now; and Shakespeare, who I avoided like the plague for so long and can’t help but love now.
2. Have you read everything he or she has written? Not by a long shot. They’re both so damn prolific – don’t you hate that? I mean, how am I supposed to be a die-hard fan when they went around writing every day of their freaking lives?! (It was a joke, Jesus – watch, now people are going to throw a fit.) The more Colette I read the less I liked it; everything was less-good than what I read before. Loved The Pure and the Impure, loved the Claudine books, not big on the Cheri books, which are some of the most popular. Shakespeare, on the other hand, I avoided until I took a class on his early works in college, and I couldn’t help but love everything we read.
3. Did you LIKE everything? I guess I already answered that about Colette. My favorite thing so far that Shakespeare has written was Titus Andronicus, Shakespeare meets Resevoir Dogs. I was also surprisingly fond of The Merchant of Venice.
4. How about a least favorite author? Stephen King, hands down. I’m not being a snob here, either, I swear I’ve tried time and time again to read his crap. But it’s CRAP.
5. An author you wanted to like, but didn’t? Not so much authors but books. I hated On the Road. Oh, here’s one: Walt Whitman. Doesn’t matter how much I read, I just don’t like him. It’s physically painful for me to read Leaves of Grass. Oh, another one! Elfriede Jelinek! What the hell is her problem? I mean, really… Jesus… that woman has problems or something. If you haven’t read her, you almost have to. I mean, you have to read her to believe it. I swear to God, she is what becomes of serial killers with literary leanings. Good Lord. Everyone go read her now and tell me what you think. Uggh.
