I’ve been contracted for my first job as a ghost writer. On one hand, I am wicked excited- being paid to write isn’t a myth?!
But on the other hand…another person is getting credit for my work. My creative spewings. My madness manifested into little black dots making up arbitrary symbols printed onto a delicate, pulp-based medium. What ever am I to do? On the bright side, I shall be listed as an editor (as one often is after a bout of ghost writing).