As you know (might have mentionned it...) 2012 wasn't a very fruitful year in terms of being published, so it's really lovely to start this year off with a YES and piece of writing I can share.
It's called We Are In Whitby and it's about a trip my boyfriend and I took a while ago. I've been referring to it as a 'travel piece', and it is, but in the sense of a memoir rather than a review of the place. It's the first piece of non-fiction I've had published.
Here's an extract:
The rain comes as soon as we get off the bus. Heavy, windy rain, and as we struggle up the steps to our hotel on the West Cliff and through the whale bones, we are soaked to our bones. We’re only here for one night but somehow, though we said we wouldn’t, we’ve packed a lot stuff. Books, magazines. Tea bags in cling film, hobnobs in Tupperware. We are prepared. But I didn’t bring another pair of jeans. Or a waterproof coat.
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And to help bring the words to life, some photos from the trip: