I saw Charles Baxter read once, in Minneapolis, I think. During the Q&A he mentioned that his early unpublished novels sucked, and when someone asked why, he said that he went about writing them in a little too Stevie Wonder a way. Then he mimed Stevie Wonder.
Closed eyes, lifted chin, lolling head. Fingers moving freely over the keyboard.
I thought that was funny.
I'm not going to say why the memory arises just now.