Just for Curiosity
If you could meet one author and have dinner with them, who would it be? Would you pick their brain about how they write their books, how the come up with their ideas, or would you just hold normal non-writing conversations with them?
My answer currently would be Stephen King. I would love to ask him how he comes up with his book ideas, and if it’s true that once he finishes them he never reads them. I heard that once, that he won’t read his books once he finishes writing them because they’re too scary for him! 
April 2nd, 2008 at 9:46 pm
This is an easy one. I would want to meet Douglas Coupland. I have only been dissapointed with one novel by him and have loved everything else I’ve read.
He’s more than just a writer, he’s also an artist and I’d like to know more about both of these.
I’m currently trying to get The Gum Theif out here in Korea. Alas, I must continue to wait…and the waiting game sucks!
April 4th, 2008 at 11:13 am
I remember my eighth-grade English teacher telling us how Stephen King saw his best friend get crushed by a train when he was a kid and that that was the reason he wrote all this horrific stuff: that he had said he would be compelled to write horror until he had written something more horrifying than what he had experienced. I bought it at the time, but now I think that, horrifying as the train accident must have been, it’s not really sufficient explanation. People with that kind of compulsion usually have a long history of horrifying experiences behind them; I really think he has a long history of horrific abuse that he’s subconsciously been trying to express all this time, while the train accident lets him claim that it was just the one horrible experience….
Not that that’s anything you could ask him about, presumably. I just think about him more than people who don’t even read his stuff normally do
April 7th, 2008 at 1:45 am
My answer is Stephen King as well. We’re both interested in the same author, Don Robertson. Robertson is one of King’s influences. King paid homage to Robertson in Christine when he had a character who knew some of the background of the evil car hail from Paradise Falls, which is the title of a 1968 novel by Robertson.