Some authors should be forbidden to keep an online presence for their own protection. Anne Rice is a good example. So is Laurell K. Hamilton.
No clue what I’m talking about? Go read her recent rant about negative readers. Really. It’s a doozy.
Personally, I put her books on my “only buy used” list some while ago, because I can’t stand what she’s done to Anita and the other characters in that series. I hated Narcissus in Chains and I couldn’t get through Cerulean Sins. I didn’t bother with anything after that point, and I see no reason why she should get a cent of money from this household.
If she hadn’t already had the “honor” of that placement, she would’ve gotten there from what she said in that damn blog entry.
You know, I can get behind being upset at readers who only seem to read the book for flame fodder. I’m sure they’re out there. But I doubt they’re the majority. Most of the people I know who continue to buy her books but hate them are hoping that she’ll come to her senses and return to Old School style.
Considering as she’s publicly stated many times that she likes the direction her books are taking, I doubt that’s happening. Whatever. I’m not going to tell an author how to write her books, but as I’m not a fan of cheap porno disguised as dark fantasy, I’m not going to be buying them.
But it really chapped my ass when she said:
I’m sure there are other books out there that will make you happier than mine. There are books with less sex in them, God knows. There are books that don’t make you think that hard. Books that don’t push you past that comfortable envelope of the mundane.
Um. Excuse me. The reason I dislike her books is not because there’s a lot of sex; it’s because she’s replaced the plot with constant gratuitous sex. As for comfort zones–hahahahahahaha. I’ve read a lot of books that have pushed me past them, think, and question what I believe. Piers Anthony’s Incarnations of Immortality novels. Mercedes Lackey’s The Last Herald-Mage trilogy. Marion Zimmer Bradley’s The Forbidden Tower. Anne Bishop’s Black Jewels trilogy. Need I go on?
Speaking as a former Anita Blake fan, I am highly offended by this insinuation. It’s just as bad as Anne Rice’s implications that readers who didn’t like her books were stupid.
I just have to wonder how bad she’s shot herself in the foot with this one.