I've been disappointed in two formerly favorite authors, but can't seem to resist reading each new book since I've already read all the earlier ones. Now I get them from the library, though.
Some authors never disappoint. Although I enjoy some of their books more than others, Michael Connelly and James Lee Burke are consistently masters of their craft.
Since I read
a lot (173 books so far this year), most of my choices are by less exalted but wonderfully talented writers. I accept work for which I lack enthusiasm if, overall, their books are good.