Throughout our history, there have been many great authors; George Orwell, Ray Bradbury, Mary Shelley, Thomas Paine, Homer, Kurt Vonnegut, and the list goes on. There have also been many mediocre ones that were still good enough to get published. The above statements are rather inherent.
What isn't inherent, however, is why some fifteen year-olds think that they have the literary prowess to write a book. Too often on this section, I see questions that are similar to (or the same as) the title of my question. These stories infallibly prove to be bad.
Too often, the authors of these stories enlist the help (I should actually say major burden) of purple prose. They feel that to write a good book, they must fill every line and paragraph with as many similes, metaphors, personifications and other literary devices as they possibly can. Not only that, but it seems they open up their trusty thesaurus and try to find a synonym of each word, trying to sound sophisticated.
Prematurely ending my rant (yes, I have more "grievances" to address), I would like to ask two questions:
1.What makes fifteen year old authors think that they can write, let alone publish, a good book?
2. What is up with their affinity for purple prose?

