So, I go along to the war-gamer's event, at the local school, because I'm involved with the project. They have asked me to write the book that goes along with the game, and they suggested I go along, to see the prototype being played.
I see the researcher, the historian, who I've already met, so I make my way over to him. He introduces me to Pete, the model maker and says ""This is....".
"Oh yes," says Pete, "the writer".
Now, I've been writing, professionally, for several years. I'm published. My passport says I'm a writer, but nobody has ever said it before.
I've been "The Course Designer", "The Resource Developer", "The lady who's writing our..." but never "The Writer".
Shit, it felt wonderful!