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?
I must say I’m truly stumped on this one. It’s probably because I’m way to judgmental when it comes to reading. So, if I love a book a lot I tend not to read anything else by the author for fear that it will be terrible and thereby taint the book I love. And if I don’t like a book by an author it’ll take a lot of convincing to read something else by them. I guess I just don’t know why I would want to put a book I love into jeopardy by reading something else and maybe not liking it or disliking something else and torturing myself because if one was buy what are the chances I’ll like something else by them?
But then you get favourite authors who write with varying degrees of greatness. Take Douglas Coupland for example. I love Douglas Coupland and enjoy his writing. Some of his novels I enjoy more than others – jPod (loved) Miss Wyoming (not so much) – but that doesn’t mean totally disliked the novel. And there are other examples of this I could talk about but I’m sure you get my point. I didn’t enjoy the book as much as ones I’ve loved but I also wouldn’t say it was terrible.
I guess this is another answer I’ll have to chalk up as one I just don’t know the answer to.
Now that I’ve gone back and read the question after that very long rant I guess I’ll really answer the question (oops). I would have to say it would worse to find a book I love then hating everything else they read. That’s why if I love a book I generally don’t read anything else by that author.