I just finished a sports biography called Engage, which was about a rugby player who broke his neck. It was written by a sports writer called Paul Kimmage, who used to be a professional cyclist. I liked his book about his professional cycling days, but he has not written many books. In the epilogue he wrote:
In 1989, during a blizzard at the Tour of Italy, my hands were so cold one day that I urinated on them. In 1986, I watched the leader of the Tour de France ride by one day with diarrhoea pouring down his legs. But it didn't compare with the pain of writing: none of it hurt like writing a book, and I swore after my last that I would never suffer again.
I was a little surprised about that. I wouldn't have thought anything was as hard as being a professional cyclist. I wouldn't have thought writing was quite that hard.
How hard is writing a good book?
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