Wow. Now that would be wank . . . I have never seen such a blatant public display of intellectual masturbation in my life. I don't think even Ezra Pound had an ego that size, and he had much more claim to one than she does.

I gave up after Body Thief because I couldn't take her prose anymore. I can't believe the woman literally thinks that her writing is perfection. She's like, a cartoon. A bad parody. Oh, my head.

I also like how she talks about Lestat as though he was her real-life lover/spirit guide; she sounds like one of her own fangirls.