Yeah, I went. My second time. It's sweet and all, but, I have to say I HATE browsing for books when the author is eyeing me the whole time. I had one guy go: "Yes, that's me. The book you're holding is me." I was like, great, dude. After a while of me flipping through it and watching him watch me in my peripheral vision, he goes, "Do you like Vonnegut?" Uh, yeah. "Do you like Kafka?" Uh, yeah. "Well, my book has been described as a mixture of Vonnegut and Kafka. With a little Garcia Marquez thrown in." Wow, I said. Good company. Then I quickly left.
I'm sure Kurt Garcia-Kafka's masterpiece was exactly that, but, Christ almighty, do we need to name-drop and eyeball me and pressurize and sell-sell-sell the ENTIRE time I'm innocently fondling your lifework? I think not.
