[speakingtohe]

I often like weird names although Dumbledore or hgwarts don't do it for me. A French Canadian name in a medieval setting (no time travel involved) tickles my funny bone.

Or a book that opens like this

Spoiler:

The woman's voice was full of the music of business.
"Donald Strachey?"
"Yo."
"Mr. Stuart Blount is calling. One moment please."
I hung up.
Cars were double-parked on both sides of Central Avenue, and I watched an Albany police cruiser negotiate the course like a Conestoga wagon up the Donner Pass. By Thanksgiving it could be in Schenectady.
Again. "Donald Strachey?"
"Speaking."
"We were--disconnected, sir. Stuart Blount will be with you in just a moment."
I hung up.
The sky over Jimmy's Lounge was slate gray and a cold wind chewed at the crumbling caulking around the win-dowpane next to me. Five weeks after Labor Day and already winter was sliding across the state from Buffalo like a new Ice Age. I found some masking tape in the back of my desk drawer. I ripped off a long strip and pressed it against the grime where the pane met the frame.
Ring, ring.
"Strachey."
"Mr. Strachey, this is Stuart Blount. I've been trying to reach you."

I know I am going to like this guy no matter what.

For most authors that I like I can give reasons if asked and occasionally I am. Not saying anyone else should/would like them of course,

It is those that I don't like for some inexplicable reason other than I just can't relate. They are not bad books, not totally boring, not dragging someone's name into the plot in chapter 19 and finding out three paragraphs later they are the villain kind of books. Usually I finish them, and I am not one for finishing books that I strongly dislike or find boring. Don't want my money back, just left feeling vaguely dissatisfied.

Have to get me one of those Dirk Pitt books, and see what I make of that

Helen