C.S. Lewis surely counts.
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
It's in the privacy of my own home!
Other sicko. No, no, still the first sicko. Don't think Homeland Security isn't watching, bub.
Hardy-loving freaks.
Joyce Carol Oates?
I too, love Tess.
Just to be less vague, the column is for Romancing the Blog, which is a group blog of romance writers and readers. I do a column once a month, more or less.
So...I'm looking for more contemporary authors than historical figures (although Heyer is a great example, because she is beloved by romance readers and writers), and I intend to talk about branding, how prevalent it is, why it's not (perhaps) so necessary. Basically, why can't we all just write *books* of whatever stripe without a thousband different identities.
I want Thomas Hardy's books at the bottom of the ocean, but I may be influenced by the fact that I read Jude the Obscure and The Return of the Native in one day for a test.
I have never actually finished Jude, despite it being covered in two separate classes.
James Patterson and Isabel Allende both recently wrote young adult novels.
I personally think Joyce Carol Oates must be a robot, because she is just too prolific to be human. Or, possibly, she has an infinite time-expander, or does not sleep. (I know she does crit, novels, plays, and a bit of SF. Possibly she also runs marathons, negotiates for the United Nations, and writes lyrics for the Backstreet Boys.)
"When I do sleep, I sleep in a chair!"
I will say, I would not have known that Robin Hobb and Nora Roberts were the same person, having read a little bit of each. But it's also true that I didn't like Robin Hobb for the same reasons I didn't like Nora Roberts. So the little bit, in each case, was one chapter.