Probably mostly once-off authors, possibly without a body of work I like, or just ones that don’t have enough that strike me to make a whole page worth it.
Each thing I do, I rush through so I can do something else. In such a way do the days pass---a blend of stock car racing and the never ending building of a gothic cathedral. Through the windows of my speeding car I see all that I love falling away: books unread, jokes untold, landscapes unvisited... Stephen Dobyns - Pursuit