The nearly 24 year old author of the Inheritance trilogy claimed to be a "child prodgy" (which is a load of
crap, who was home schooled and graduated at age 15; began writing to occupy his time, at about 17 years old he presented his
parents with Eragon, they loved it and used their own publishing company to publish Eragon. He went on a
book tour for 2 years until the stepson of Carl Hiaasen learned of the
book, Alfred Knof of
Random House soon heard of Eragon through this connection. Eragon skipped the typical reviewing and rejection millions of other writes must confront; Paolini's
book was published, not even edited of any of the dull, derivative content and was on shelves and the New York Times bestseller list in no time.
The egghead's
ego grew even more with Eldest which was even longer and worse than Eragon. But he was continuously praised and fooled himself into placing himself as high as Tolkien (where he admits his "inspiration" came from) Le Guin, and Mccaffrey.
Tries to force atheism and vegetarianism onto his readers with no one fighting back in the story. Admits to Eragon (the character) to being himself, therefore a Mary Sue/Gary Stu.
A pigheaded
moron who was lucky enough to skip the process of publishing and is still so big headed he tried to write poetry
like Tolkien. Now he says he is writing the final
book with a quill.
Worst author and role model ever. Ignore
like the plague.
