Can you believe that this thread has inspired me to actually check out some of these authors? 
Me, too. Some of these authors sound intriguing… hope they can live up to their synopses.
But I’m thinking I’ll be disheartened when I realize that the real books are much, much longer…
Keith Laumer: Junior embassy hero must act to thwart plans of evil race despite meddling from mush-headed superiors who insist there’s no such thing as a bad sentient.
Jack Vance: Recondite decadence from ego-driven personages living in rococo realms.
Interspersed with: Bond meets girl, girl dies; Bond meets girl, girl tries to kill Bond; Bond meets girl, Bond beds girl at the end.
Ginger beer darling, lashings of it.
And a sense of humor.
You forgot eating lots of Italian food and Tastee Kakes, and yet never getting fat. Also, almost-but-never-quite-sleeping with Ranger, and listening to loud, obnoxious rap music in car of friend wearing loud, obnoxious clothing.
I forgot one:
Stephen White: I’m (Boulder) not (Boulder) Jonathan (Boulder) Kellerman (Boulder).
Steven Donaldson: Ridiculously over-vocabularised self-absorbed guy ties self in neurotic knots of guilt; giants, other weird creatures, platinum and leprosy get a mention.
Christopher Paolini: Interminable low tech wars supplemented by the appearance of occasional dragons playing the role of STOL B2 bombers or golden retrievers depending on circumstances; politics to make Emperor Palpatine weep intrude.
Jorge Luis Borges: Well-read tigers fight to the death in a library maze full of mirrors.