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Paul Auster is, by far, the king of my shelves. My love affair with this Postmodern papa began with his memoir, Hand To Mouth: A Chronicle of Early Failure and skated right on through to The New York Trilogy, Man in the Dark, Oracle Night and others. He's incredibly prolific, so I still have lots of books to go!
Siri Hustvedt, Paul Auster's wife, is also quite voluminous on my shelves. I think I own all of her books except one. Two of my favorites are What I Loved, a novel, and her collection of essays, A Plea for Eros.
I own all of Jane Austen's novels and I've read half. She didn't write a ton in her life, but my owning them all is a testament to my love of her work.
I shall own all of the Flavia books! I'm more than halfway there now, my dearest Alan Bradley.
I was introduced to Willa Cather, and The Professor's House, in graduate school, and there's been no stopping me since. I love her writing hard.
Charles Dickens is my main man. There ain't no denying it. I don't quite own all of his books, but I will! I have a good chunk already.
Since revisiting Beloved earlier in the year, I'm making some headway on collecting all of Toni Morrison's work. So far, so good!
Bill Willingham has been one of my favorite graphic novel/comics authors since I first tried the Fables series. I don't own all of this overwhelmingly large collection either, but still quite a few for me!
I own all but one of Gene Luen Yang's graphic novels. He owns my comics heart!
Before there was A.J. Fikry, there was still my author crush on Gabrielle Zevin. She's amazing, y'all! Buy all the books.