If I were to become “an obscure novelist whose work will be admired and studied by a select few for decades,” I’d probably have been writing about the Era of Me-Philosophy. The book will provide a vivid and gory depiction of the society under the rule of social media platforms — while at the same time hatch a good theory for tracing the Mother Author – the culprit of these crazed architecture.
As a “popular paperback author whose books give pleasure to millions,” my books are probably about the emergence of radical movements. One movement would be about the environment, say the retaliation of vegetation to human abusers, hence turning everyone green save for their teeth. That’s going to be comical; but internally, it’s just a novel-length satirical piece. Another movement could cover feminism, say an attempt at fictionalizing Roxane Gay’s “Bad Feminist” essay.
But sorry — those were just fleeting stories during my usual daydream sessions.
The star of my fantasy picture? That “literary-minded witch!”