Liz: Actually, except for Flannery O' Connor, I cannot think of a single “serious” author that I genuinely enjoy. I am finally old enough now that I feel no need for the pretense of pretending I would rather be reading Dickens when the reality is that my literary nose would rather be inside the latest true crime thriller. I find most serious literature to be very stuck on itself, very boring and so intent on carrying a message that its infuriating.

Question (from Liz): What makes something “great literature”??? How is Stephen King, whose use of the English language to evoke incredible word pictures “less than” other works???