Have you ever been upset about the personal life of an author? Ever been disappointed the way an author you love is in reality?

I remember being twelve years old and wandering around in a drugstore. Of course, I took myself to the book section where I was immediately attracted by the beautiful cover of a woman wearing medieval dress and riding a horse, in the middle of thick mist. I bought it right away and was entranced for weeks in my first ''adult'' book, The Mists of Avalon. I was in turn fascinated or shocked by various scenes. It shaped my pagan beliefs, my fantasies, fed my interest in history and mythology.

Only a few months ago, I read that the author, Marion Zimmer Bradley, allegedly had sexually molested her daughter and possibly other children. This came from a confession by her own daughter. I don't know all the specifics, but the rights to all her books belong to a trust. This seems to indicate her children have no part in the financial matters related to the books. It's really sickening to me that someone who has written about women's empowerment was abusive to children and to boot, did not leave a substantial financial legacy to her children.

I can't change my memories of reading The Mists of Avalon, but my admiration of the author is tarnished beyond redemption.

Have you ever had the displeasure of being disappointed or disgusted with an author's personal life? What happened to your admiration? What did you do with the books?