An Observer article this week, titled My Book Deal Ruined My Life, tries to make us feel bad for published authors because getting a book published has turned their life into some kind of magical paradise.
It's not enough to try and tell us it's hard work, we hear that all the time and it doesn't deter the dedicated writer, but now we're supposed to feel sorry for someone who decided to write a book so that they could make money? My admiration and sympathy goes to those authors who would be doing it either way.
PS: Ed skewers the article here.
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