For a bit of comic relief and along Norman Mailers linear reasoning , here is a real story:
I was at a literary awards ceremony a longtime ago in the UK and a saucy literary type -for some Literary Review mob - interviewer asked the winner of the short story award how he got into writing given that he was a farmer all his life and Michael replied:
"Writing", he says," is a kinda like sex: first it is something you do yourself just for the fun of it, then you start to share it with your friends but if you are any good at it at all, you'll charge for it"
