As I was standing in the queue in the Post Office today, daydreaming away, my eyes rested on a bridal magazine.  As I studied the title, it registered vaguely in my brain – it was a title I wrote an article for months ago.

I glanced around and nonchalantly (or was that ‘furtively’?) picked up a copy (it’s a small town, and I can hear it now – ‘I saw her myself in the Post Office, she picked up a bridal magazine, she’s definitely getting married!’).  I flicked to the contents page and sure enough, there’s my name in print alongside  ‘Mauritius – Isle of Plenty‘. 

It’s like a junkie getting a fix, when a writer sees their name in the byline; terrifying and exhilarating, as much a need as it is a dread.

 

 

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