Weirdly, there are some authors who I consider favorites and whose books I usually read as soon as they come out, but who still have one book I haven't gone back and read.
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Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie - That Thing Around Your Neck
Chris Bohjalian - Water Witches
Geraldine Brooks - People of the Book
And probably more that I'm not thinking of. Some of these I've even gone so far as to check out of the library, but still to no avail. Why can't I manage to read these books? It's as though I don't want to read all their books so I'm left with nothing, but that's not like me at all. I like a sense of completion.
On the other hand are those authors who I discovered and didn't keep going with. I've only read about two books by Richard Russo even though I really liked them a lot, and with Tana French I seem to have stopped after only one, which I totally loved.
Strangely, dumping my To Read list hasn't helped any of this. It's early days yet, but so far I'm just floundering about not knowing what I should read, then picking up a galley of something forthcoming rather than something that I've been wanting to read for a decade. Perhaps I just need to get my sea legs in this new unstructured landscape I've made for myself. I'll post more thoughts as my experiment progresses.
In the meantime, I'm curious: when you find an author that you like, do you make a point to read all of their books? Do you ever stop at one even if you really like that one? Are you ever truly caught up with authors that you like?