I was toying with the idea of becoming a writer, but then I saw that Darrin Drader - who has his name on something like fifty (50!) books - was like “Yeah, I repair battleships now.” Um, okay, now I’m depressed. I think I’ll definitely keep my day job. I mean, the perks suck being a supervillain henchman, but the pay is steady, better than McDonalds, and my chances of getting knifed by some psychopath are no worse than if I worked at Wal-Mart.
(From this blog - which is very entertaining, too)