The LA Times runs an occasional article on "famous" playwrights talking about their craft. E.B. White said that no one gave a damn about writers except other writers, and so maybe that's why I find these articles so interesting. Writers are writers; I learned that a long time ago. From the most famous (Mailer or Hemingway) to the every-day working writer, we all share the same characteristics. Oh, maybe one's ego might be a bit bigger than the others (use the same examples) but the ego is still there and still reacts to the world the same way.
And all writers are pretty much alike, though there are variations, just like there are variations in nature of, let's say sea snails. Under their skin, short fiction writers, poets, novelists, journalists, and playwrights are all the same animal.