Every publisher I had ever met had assured me that I would have to grow up and write novels before I could be taken seriously as a writer. The result of this was that I wasted much time and effort trying to turn myself into a novelist, and had become so depressed that I was unable to write at all.
The first book I read by Alice Munro was Something I’ve Been Meaning to Tell You.
After that I was hooked and read everything of hers. She was my biggest literary fan.