I was raised without television or radio. My entertainment was books, and from a very young age, my mom’s library was open to me without censorship. This led, needless to say, to what I can only imagine were some very uncomfortable Mom Moments. I distinctly remember, in the midst of reading Erika Jong’s “Fear of Flying,” asking my mom what “fellatio” was.

I was ten, and my mom–never flinching and always frank–told me. I thought it was pretty disgusting.

I am by no means a book snob, but I am a good writer snob. I never really had a favourite genre, but these days, I lean toward the sheer entertainment of period mysteries. I don’t like the classic Russians, I have tried and failed reading Ulysses, and I’ve always thought that if we combined Hemingway and Faulkner, we’d have the perfect novelist; separate, I find them merely annoying.

This page is for sharing writers I like or think I’ll like. I hope you’ll share your picks, too.