Graham Elder January 20, 2019 – 4 min read             Why, in the name of God, would you want to write a novel with someone else? A potential recipe for frustration if ever there was one. Still, it seemed so simple at the time, 5 years ago, each with a glass in hand celebrating our 20thmedical school reunion at a wine tasting event. “Hey, how do you feel about writing a novel together? I’ve always wanted to write something. We could help each other learn the trade. How hard could it be?” Diamond hard? No.  Harder. But why submit ourselves to the humiliation of being neophyte learners once again? Practically starting…