I stumbled across a two-year-old essay in the NY Times when I went looking for another Roz Chast cartoon. From the article “In a recent New Yorker cartoon by Roz Chast, a wild-eyed man behind a desk is talking on the phone. ''Mud-wrestle in my underwear on national TV while holding up a copy of my new book?'' he says. ''NO PROBLEMO!'' The caption above reads, '’Thomas Pynchon's Evil Twin.’”
The article talks about how it helps if writers are tireless self-promoters, drop-dead gorgeous, and already possess a platform.
I’m afraid it’s all still just as true today, if not more so. I don’t think you HAVE to have those things, but they certainly help. How else do you explain Ann Coulter?