I read Lincoln Michel’s response to this piece first, and I actually do feel like you’re both saying a lot of the same things; that he’s looking forward (i.e., “It should be this way!”) and you’re looking at the present (i.e. “It is this way!”). I respect Tierce’s right to be disappointed (because a writer’s reality is, frankly, disappointing), but I also find myself eye-rolling really hard at writers who feel *entitled* to make a living off their work. Much like dancing, it’s a subjective industry, and there are (sadly) plenty of talented folks out there toiling away at manuscripts between their 8-hour shifts. I *hope* to write full-time one day; I’m not holding my breath.