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Case ([personal profile] case) wrote in [community profile] fandomsecrets2024-12-15 04:06 pm

[ SECRET POST #6554 ]


⌈ Secret Post #6554 ⌋

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(Anonymous) 2024-12-16 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, me neither. I will only find out more about authors when I really love what they did with their storytelling and hope they are equally provocative and original in interviews. But let's be real, Oscar Wilde types who can really bring the same A-game to unstructured conversation as to their prose are rather few and far between.

At one point, I followed DarkMaestroNineteen on Tumblr (before Tumblr got uptight about sexual writing), and that was very worthwhile. But overall, I'm content to let my fave authors be people whose opinions and lives don't intrude on mine at all. And the exceptions to this usually died long before I was born.

I do not push myself to read books written by people in any particular identity category. On the one hand, I think it's useful to have some counterbalance to academia's previous obsession with exhorting people to read an expanding canon of university nerds, but I don't think acting like someone deserves your attention on account of being non-European really accomplishes much. I'm Latin American, and most of the fiction I've encountered that tries to make "being written by a Hispanic author" into any kind of selling point seems to have an extended love affair with postmodern incoherence.