What a *strange* book. I was fully prepared to give it a 3-star review by the time I got to roughly the middle of it, and considering it's only 111 pages long, that didn't leave it much time to perk up. It wasn't that I didn't like it; it was more that it felt quite abstract and peculiar. Sometimes, these are things I like, but when much of the tone of the first half was set about describing how hard, how torturous writing is, as a writer myself, I sometimes find that a little hard to swallow (especially from established, applauded, admired middle-class white authors!). I won't go into great detail why the second half earned it another star because I do think it's worth writers reading it for themselves, but I am glad I persevered.