I know, I know, the “Would You Rather”s tend to belong squarely in Bart’s camp and generally I get mega-stressed out when he asks me “Would You Rather” questions. I think he probably views this as one of my greatest shortcomings as a wife. Moving on. . .
Kayla (she has a new blog. . .check it out) and I were talking about books the other day and I mentioned some books that we were written under a pen name and she commented that if she were ever to write a book, it’d be under a fake name, since she’d be too embarrassed to write under her real name.
Both of us, almost simultaneously, said “Stephenie Meyer!”
Which leads me to wonder – if I could choose to be one kind of author, would I rather be the kind that is generally labeled as a lousy writer, but makes a ridiculous amount of money on both books and subsequent movie deals (Stephenie Meyer, Nicholas Sparks, etc) or someone considered to be a brilliant writer, but whose books never really take off in the public marketplace and didn’t make much money?
On the one hand. . . I certainly like money.
On the other hand, I do not care to be the poster child of the downfall of American literature either.
What would you choose?