Ewan MacKenna The confessions of a sports memoir ghostwriter: long hours, little reward, and four books not opened since I wrote them

It’s just after lunch back in 2010, but your day is already nine hours old due to catching the first train for a planned morning meeting on the other side of the country.

You’re into the second month of these trips to ghost write a biography but there’s a pattern emerging with your subject. Arrange to start work over breakfast; after a no-show, receive apology by 1pm; hear excuses till 8pm; squeeze in ...