Intellectually, I know there are ghostwriters. And that they write for more than, say, celebrity authors or Nancy-Drew-ish series.
Still, when I read Scott Westerfeld's On Ghostwriting, I had a "no, really?" reaction:
I have written for name-brand authors, celebrities, and even for other ghosts who found themselves over-extended: I’ve been a ghost-of-a-ghost. I have written legal thrillers, historical nonfiction, mysteries, and even horror (that is to say, ghost stories). But my name doesn’t appear on the covers of these books, nor on the copyright page, nor can it be found by consulting the Library of Congress. My invisibility is complete except on a contract, a document that is kept under lock and key. Sometimes, even the publishers don’t know I exist.
It's kind of ... odd... to think that I could be reading something that, well, someone else wrote.
And -- given the hush, hush nature of the job -- how do you get that gig?
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