God these bring back memories!
Christopher Pike: He was, and is, a god. Great stories with a spiritual/wierd arse twist. And also the only author to actually scare me. He had a book for adults about a trip to Mars, and if anyone has read it (which you should), the bit about the eyes freaked me out. Legend.
Complete, utter mental blank, but she wrote The Vampire Diaries, The Secret Circle...books that i Still read every so often now. AArgh, I can't remember!
Sweet valley: university, High, a few Twins.
John Marsden: Read Tomorrow for shcool, and absolutely loved it. Still holds a lot of power today, especially given the current worls situation.
The Babysitters Club: I once vowed that I'd never read them, but I got hooked. Sigh.
Enid Blyton: Mainly the Famous Five. I wanted to be George ( I think she was my idea of a feminist as a kid
), but the Enchanted forest etc
Where the Wild Things Are, The Hungry Little Caterpillar, Spot, Where's Wally (the tv show was strangely addictive, too),
Percival the Cat (the first book I ever read by myself, but I kept forgetting how to say Percival. Ironically, I was about five at the time, and had just been watching Predator, the day my parents brought that book home.)
So so many more, butI can't remember. Sigh. Those were the days!