The Guardian lets nine authors who make money off of their writing reflect on their job.  It’s pretty hard to read the piece with an open mind.  

Hari Kunzru provides one of the best parts:

Along the way, there are the pitfalls of self-disgust, boredom, disorientation and a lingering sense of inadequacy, occasionally alternating with episodes of hysterical self-congratulation as you fleetingly believe you’ve nailed that particular sentence and are surely destined to join the ranks of the immortals, only to be confronted the next morning with an appalling farrago of clichés that no sane human could read without vomiting