I signed the back of the check with one hand: “Mark Rust,” and on the next line added,
“Payable to Nicholas Stix.”
Then, with the other hand, I signed,
“Nicholas Stix.”
Had I used the same hand to sign both names, it would have immediately become evident that “Mark Rust” and “Nicholas Stix” were the same man. (Not that I was doing anything illegal!)
I went through that ritual at least a dozen times between 1993 and 1999. I wish I could say I did it more, but I was only so useful to the local dailies and national magazines—the New York Post, Daily News, Chronicles and The Weekly Standard—for which I was using pseudonyms. Some other places for whom I wrote pseudonymously didn’t pay, and sometimes they didn’t even print what they’d chased after me to write!
I’d come to New York City from West Germany in 1985, planning to become a millionaire philosopher. That hadn’t quite panned out.
In 1990, while employed as a full-time social worker, I also produced the first of three issues of A Different Drummer, a political literary magazine I conceived of during grad school, and used its title as a stepping stone into New York City journalism. ...