...well, almost always.
Me? Been writing for ever, finally with a modest "success': the tale of an obscure ghost of an island afloat on the Venetian Lagoon.
How did I get over that first hurdle? Well, as it happens I'd already sent off reams of scribbles into the publishing ether with no reply....and finally engaged a 'proper' editor.
I persisted with my efforts until one day receiving this call from a newspaper; yes, a `real' newspaper -
"Ian, is this your article?"
"You know, we may just be able to use it Ian..."
Me: "Mmm...really?" (I've only had a couple of replies in almost 2yrs.)
"...well yes Ian, we like it...it's quite romantic, and full of ghosts...too long though. Would you cut it to 1200 words max?"
Me: "Mmm...I don't think I can...sorry."
Later I ring my long-suffering editor, me basking in the afterglow of an unexpected reply.
Initially there's dead silence.
Ed: "Ian, are you kidding??? Do you know who that was?"
Me: "Ahem, ahh no."
Ed : "Well Ian, that was an editor from Australia's only daily national broadsheet. For God's sake get a hard copy, a red pen, and slash it to 1200 words!"
So, here's the result, my very first published `travel' feature - 'Ghosts in the Murk and Mist.'
...I push open the squeaky gate into our deserted hotel courtyard. In the musty air, I run my hand over the cold dome of yet another ancient wellhead. The sounds of St Marks evaporate and a lamp beckons beneath a white awning...
Photo: Grey Ghosts - Torcello, Venetian Lagoon, Italy _ Ian Cochrane