This is how Nina Stibbe sums up ‘writer-types’ (p. 138, following a discussion about whether it’s annoying to start calling a dog ‘Ted Hughes’ when its name is in fact ‘Ted’):
They’re not bothered what happens in the world, they’re never bothered or angry about stuff (like normal people), they’re pleased when things happen and interested and then they write about it. One way or another.
Made me chuckle. I wonder if she still feels this way, now that she is a ‘writer-type’ herself. Unless it is possible to be a writer without being a ‘writer-type’? I imagine so. I bet that is the category to which Nina thinks she belongs.