Who Writes, Who Reads, and Why

It was a cold winter morning in the 1980s when I sat in my kitchen, reading the book contract I had just received. I’d already done a couple of books with academic presses, but this was my first trade venture, and the contract was more complex. I chuckled over the clauses about movie and television rights, but then came upon a section that stopped me in my tracks. The contract required me to affirm that everything I wrote in the book was true.