And then where will your writing be. Neil Gaiman brought this topic up. We can’t avoid it. What will happen to your books and works in progress when you die? Who will get it? Who will control it?
John M. Ford was pretty much the smartest writer I knew. Mostly. He did one thing that was less than smart, though: he knew he wasn’t in the best of health, but he still didn’t leave a proper will, and so didn’t, in death, dispose of his literary estate in the way that he intended to while he was alive, which has caused grief and concern to the people who were closest to him.
A valid question. And your answer is? [note, if you don’t have one, read the link and figure it out.]