Today, it is more apparent than ever that the author as an individual is an outdated concept. Creative works are everywhere, but they are not necessarily original, rather, they are referential.
Foucault seems to agree with Barthes in his belief that the author must disappear, and that it would be wrong to interpret a work based on the individual author and that language determines the meaning of a work, not the person or persons who manipulated the language.
It is a relatively recent belief that the author is immortal; forever linked to his body of work.
Many years ago, when I once had aspirations to become an author, I looked up the term on Google to see what exactly it meant to be one.