Interesting. I remember she was very well-regarded in the fan and pro community and gave a lot back to the field (she ran a magazine for years that lost money but allowed a lot of new authors to get a start). I don’t know anyone thought badly of her, which is why when the revelations came out, it was such a shock.
The thing I hate is when a very good novelist with several successes under his belt dusts off some terrible, half-baked novels the author wrote as a callow youth. Unsuspecting readers will plod through the old dreck, and the book doesn’t tell us until the last page that the book had been submitted to, and rejected by, dozens of publishing houses.
I remember reading Ender’s Game and just LOVING it. Then reading Speaker for the Dead and kinda going “?” but digging it in its own way.
Then I tried reading more Orson Scott Card. What a twit.
In the same way, and still an issue for me: Ernest Hemingway - I could be okay if he was just a dick IRL but his writing was consistently great. But his casual racism and misogyny - enough. I remember loving A Farewell to Arms when reading it for school, and getting to the end when Frederick Henry sees Cat in the hospital. She sees him and says, weakly from her bed “Here’s Othello back from the wars.”
To keep that light banter going, Frederick replies “Othello was a n******”
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Oh, that Ernie - always good with a turn of phrase.
and yet his short story “The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber” stands in my mind as the greatest American short story, even over some by Faulkner, Steinbeck, and Fitzy. I hate that.
She was personally a shit to me, but just in passing as I was more or less beneath her notice, being just a security volunteer and not a important writer or well known Fandom contributor. Maybe it was a bad day for her, or something…
I always loved Jon Katz’s books about dogs, but then he wrote about his decision to put a dog down and I didn’t buy his reasons. On one hand it broke my heart to suspect that the dramatic effect for a book tipped the scale in favor of death, on the other hand he wrote about his dogs with such love that I could hardly believe he would do something so cold. This turmoil of thinking made me very angry at him. After a few years I got over it enough to buy more of his books, but this is definitely still a sore spot.
As for Laurie and Jo, if the feeling ain’t there, it ain’t there. I think she saw him not romantically, but as a brother. I can’t account for her passion for Professor Baer (?) other than that he was a German, an intellectual, and (I think) at that time German music, books, etc. were seen as the world’s gold standard - a fad, in a way.
I’m given to understand that Alcott would have preferred that Jo never marry–she herself never did, and Jo was largely based on her. We know from her journals and letters that she was absolutely appalled, after the first part of Little Women was published, that the only thing that people seemed to ask her when they wrote to her about the book was “Who are the girls going to marry?” She seemed to regard the idea of Jo marrying anyone, in particular Laurie (who she saw, indeed, more as Jo’s brother-figure), as an absurd suggestion. The notion that getting married was “the only end and aim of a woman’s life” was quite troubling to her.
She did eventually bow to the pressure, both from the reading public and from her publisher, and agreed to have Jo get married. But she invented Professor Bhaer for the purpose. As she told her publisher, “I won’t marry Jo to Laurie to please anybody.”
It may be the first recorded case of a writer being pissed off at annoying shippers!
The first chapter of The Witching Hour by Anne Rice was fantastic. It just catapulted me into the story. The best first chapter of any book I have ever read. The characters develop through several hundred pages until the last chapter where she throws it all away so she can write a sequel. Bah.