Earlier today, I read (and thoroughly enjoyed, as I do all of her posts) Spy Scribbler’s blog entry about (among other things) books we read over & over that “settle into our subconscious” and become a part of us.
Meanwhile, Ms. Lynn Price of Behler Publications posted a very encouraging entry about what to do while waiting on a response to a query letter. I enjoyed this as well, as I do all of her posts (even though she’s rather rabidly anti-self publishing, and even though she rejected Waiting For Spring. I’m a sucker for brutal honesty, and she dishes it out in wheelbarrow loads.) She ended the post with the words: “Get off the couch and go write a bestseller.”
Reading these two entries back-to-back got me thinking (again) about why it is I write. Goals, dreams, aspirations…you know, crap like that. And so I put it to you, my writer friends:
Assuming the two were mutually exclusive (as they frequently are) would you rather write a book that seeps into the subconscious and becomes part of your readers or a bestseller?
On a side note, East Fifth Bliss by Douglas Light (Behler Publications) is a seriously good book.