All right. The question for this weekend is:
Who is the ONE author that you are DYING to meet?
I'm assuming this cancels out all dead people, so I don't have to try to say something about Charlotte Brontë — although now would be the time when I admit that when I was 16, she was pretty much my imaginary friend and I'd show her around my parents' house and explain what the newfangled inventions were. Yeah. Or maybe 'never' would be the time to admit that.
Of people alive, I'm going to have to go with Steve Hely, author and co-author of How I Became a Famous Novelist and The Ridiculous Race. He also writes for 30 Rock and had a cameo on there as Jerem:
Basically I want to meet him so we can get married. Because that's obviously going to happen. He loves museums, I love museums; it's pretty much destiny.
And if any of you haven't read How I Became a Famous Novelist, DO SO NOW. It's another of the few books I recommend. Well. Few contemporary books. The ending's not amazing, but every other part is. He makes fun of (using pseudonyms) Nicholas Sparks, Patricia Cornwell, Tom Clancy, and modern novels that are considered 'literature.' It's brilliantly funny.
Oooh, I met Steve Hely a few years ago when I attended Winter Institute, a weekend-long conference for indie booksellers. He was very funny and it was his book that I read on the flight home. Good times!
ReplyDelete@As the Crowe Flies and Reads Madam, I am thoroughly envious.
ReplyDeleteMakes fun of Patricia Cornwell. :o Patricia Cornwell is my childhood! :O
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