Would it matter, to learn your favorite author was a despicable human being?
Let's forget the writers curse for a moment.
Standards change, we forgive great authors who have come before, blaming their sins on, "that's how it was in those days", whether they be anti-Semites, racists, homophobes or wife beaters.
What about the the really heinous?
Can you separate the work from the writer? Does Faulkner offend your modern sensibilities? Do you enjoy Lewis Carroll any less for his child pornography? Does Barrie's fondness for young boys put you off Peter Pan?
What would it take?
I suspect that a good story overcomes any and all. Any thoughts?
Toad
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