Andrew Miller's
Would You Rather
Would you rather start every sentence in your book with ‘And’ or end every sentence with ‘but’?
And the very first question kills me. And so I think I’ll
stick with and, not but.
Would
you rather write in an isolated cabin that was infested with spiders or in a
noisy coffee shop with bad musak?
And I’ve got nothing against spiders or isolated cabins, but I
draw much of my inspiration from the absurdism in our social interactions.
Sorry, I’ll stop with the “and-but’s.” Generally as long as I’ve got a table or
desk and headphones I’m productive, whether being attacked by spiders or Sussudio.
Would
you rather think in a language you could understand but write in one you
couldn’t read, or think in a language you couldn’t understand but write in one
you could read?
Absolutely the first. To be able to understand my thoughts and
then express them clearly to someone else who I don’t even share a common
language with would be exciting. Especially when, upon reading my insane ideas,
they sent the men in white suits to carry me away and I would have no idea the
reason because I couldn’t understand a word they were saying.
Would
you rather write the best book of your career and never publish it or publish a
bunch of books that leave you feeling unsatisfied?
So much of my writing is merely an attempt to understand what
is going on in my chaotic head that writing one true thing, putting all of my
best efforts into a book that is never published, well just knowing I was able
to find clarity on the page alone would be exceptionally gratifying.
Would you rather have everything you
think automatically appear on your Twitter feed or have a voice in your head
narrate your every move?
I was an early adopter of Twitter then gave it up after getting
bored by it and haven’t had a Twitter account now for a good 5 years. However,
I daily feel as though there are voices in my head arguing over who gets to direct
and who narrates the disaster; so I’m not sure this qualifies as a
would-you-rather choice as much as you-are-fated life.
Would
you rather your books be bound and covered with human skin or made out of
tissue paper?
This is a fascinating question. I would rather all of my books
published during my life be made of tissue paper because they will be full of
fragility and tenderness and the reader should be made plainly aware of the
need to approach the text with some level of tenderness. If there is a book
unpublished at the time of my death however I want it bound in my skin as I
would expect it is the true cause of my demise and like a hunter who mounts
their trophy kills those pages deserve their reward as well.
Would you rather read naked in front of a packed room or have no
one show up to your reading?
When I write I do so as a way of exploring
and exposing myself as completely as I am able. When I share my words it is
because I want that exploration and exposition to stir others into action; as
much as the audience perhaps would prefer not having shown up, being naked in
front of so many pairs of ears seems like the only answer to me.
Would
you rather your book incite the world’s largest riot or be used as tinder in
everyone’s fireplace?
If my words could stir the destruction of our current status
quo then I will give the world a never ending litany until everything is turned
out and upside down. Surely if that doesn’t succeed the victors will follow
through with burning everything I’ve left behind.
Would you rather give up your computer
or pens and paper?
Bring on the blackout – I’ll carve open my finger and draw
words and pictures with blood if needs be. As much as I enjoy typing and
watching the never-ending-internet pass by, paper and pens will always be my closest
friends.
Would you rather have every word of your favorite novel tattooed
on your skin or always playing as an audio in the background for the rest of
your life?
Tattoos definitely, unless I have to pay
for them, because that would be super expensive. Also, I have no idea what
novel I would choose – so many fantastic books out there that I love by the end
of it all I would just be a rainbow of words.
Would
you rather meet your favorite author and have them turn out to be a total
jerkwad or hate a book written by an author you are really close to?
Kill your heroes – there’s nothing worse than hating a piece
of work done by someone you care about because you’re obliged to talk to them
about it; whereas most authors are total jerkwads speaking from personal
experience with gazing into mirrors and other reflective surfaces.
Would
you rather your book have an awesome title with a really ugly cover or an
awesome cover with a really bad title?
As someone with a dumb title but awesome cover on their
current book I feel like this question may be meant as a dig (j/k). Seriously,
when people talk about a book they generally lead with the title and often
don’t discuss the cover art at all, so absolutely an awesome title is best.
Would
you rather write beautiful prose with no point or write the perfect story
badly?
I think this is the hardest question in the list because most
people will stop reading a poorly written story no matter how important message
is but will quickly consume beautiful prose regardless of its intention, often
apply their own meaning. I suppose I’ll flip a coin and say perfect story wins
because I’m a sucker for intention.
Would
you rather write only embarrassingly truthful essays or write nothing at all?
Embarrassingly truthful essays is pretty much all I write.
Would
you rather your book become an instant best seller that burns out quickly and
is forgotten forever or be met with mediocre criticism but continue to sell
well after you’re gone?
I would rather create something that is truthful enough to
stand the test of time. My body may fail sooner than later, but a well written
book is like a long distance conversation. To leave behind a book evocative
enough for generations of readers to find worth their while is in a way like time
travel or even immortality.
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Andrew Miller writes to
us from Columbus, OH and is the author of If Only The Names Were Changed (CCM
2016). He’s currently pursuing an MFA in creative nonfiction at Miami
University and you can keep up with him at Andrew-Miller.com.
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