You love to think of yourself as a writer, sitting at your desk, a cup of herbal tea wafting its subtle and inspiring fragrance towards you. You love the company of writers, and the book talk, and the common problems you all face, and the simple solutions that emerge from your discussions. You love all that. And you love the prospect of having a book – your book, with your name on its cover – sitting quietly on your shelf, a silent testament to the months of creative work you put into it....