I love travelling. Always have and always will. I haven’t been anywhere massively far away, like Australia or New Zealand, but I’ve still been lucky enough to get away and, for that, I’m very grateful.
A couple of years ago we lost a lovely elderly auntie. Auntie Vi was a real character; 90 years old, a joy to be with, full of fun and mischief. And when she passed away we found out she had left a little bit of money to us. To most people it wasn’t enough to have made a huge difference. But, to us, it was massive as it meant we could book a holiday we’d dreamt of so many times – a cruise.
We had no idea what to expect. We worried we’d be sea sick and I’m not gonna lie… images of Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio did enter my head every now and again, clinging onto that debris in the sea. But, it was fantastic. Two weeks of pure joy and adventure. We sailed from Marmaris on the Thomson Celebration, a beautiful and fun ship, and didn’t want to leave. I was literally clinging onto the Captain’s legs when our two weeks were up. (Slight exaggeration, but I did do my grumpy face and scowled lots).
So, there was never any question on where my 2nd book was to be set – on a cruise around the Med. And this weekend, 17k words in, I’ve been in Mykonos and Lesbos (all in my head, obviously, but based on the research from our cruise).
So if you’d like to cruise, but might not be able to just yet, there’ll be a ship waiting for you, leaving my head in September to arrive in the Kindle bookstore, Amazon and lots of other places too. That’s if I get the words onto the paper and stop procrastinating by looking at cruise brochures and the holiday snaps….