Yes. Louisa May Alcott.
Is there any reason on this green earth why I should waste any more minutes of the few decades I have remaining (assuming all kinds of good fortune) on this drivel? Jo is almost interesting, but I doubt she moves out west and starts up a major snuff habit to go with her wrangling calves and stomping rattlesnakes. I have no desire to do anything but to stamp out the short, flat lives of the rest of the characters. “Ooh, the crabby old guy lost a granddaughter with blue eyes.”
Make your case.