The Prompt today is “A Bookish Choice”—A literary-minded witch gives you a choice: with a flick of the wand, you can become either an obscure novelist whose work will be admired and studied by a select few for decades, or a popular paperback author whose books give pleasure to millions. Which do you choose?
Obscure or popular? That witch
creates a choice that is a bitch.
For, if at fame I had a chance
only if I wrote romance,
I’d prefer to be unknown,
in my corner, all alone,
writing words they’ll find profound
if in fact they’re ever found.
But wait. Have we two choices only?
Trite and read/genius and lonely?
Where is it written I must depend
upon a witch to plan my end?
Since when has either witch or fairy
determined what is literary?
Once I took a little breather,
I decided I’d choose neither!
Rebellious thoughts swirl through my head.
I’ll simply write my blog instead!!!