Which is worse?
Finding a book you love and then hating everything else you try by that author, or
Reading a completely disappointing book by an author that you love?
For me being disappointed by an author I love is worse. It's almost hard for me to admit when I don't like a book by a favorite author. For example, I love Margaret Atwood. Think she is amazing. But there have been a couple of hers that I wasn't so crazy about. I found Cat's Eye dull. Oryx and Crake? Wake me when it's over. Etc. She's brilliant, and one of my favorite authors, but I'd say I have only a 50 percent success rate with her- I'm just as likely to not connect with one of her books as I am to love it. After several homeruns, the first time I read a book of hers I didn't love, I almost didn't believe myself- like, wait a minute, how can I not be enjoying a Margaret Atwood novel? Is that even possible? Maybe surprised is a better word!
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