Paphos Re-visited

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My last post on this blog before I moved here was about Paphos in the throws of being restored/re-modelled, I expressed concerns about how it would look and how it would be executed. 2017 was the year Paphos represented Cyprus as a city of culture  in Europe and while the work was being carried out it was chaos  the roads were impossible to navigate in the centre and queues of traffic were everywhere. The pavements were non existent for pedestrians  with uneven surfaces everywhere and shopkeepers were frustrated and angry that their shops became inaccessible resulting in loss of trade and income. Many closed, we hoped temporarily but fears were this newly rejuvenated  part would end up a ghost town.

We are well into 2018 now and still it is not entirely finished but the work that has been done and I would say that is about 95% now, is better than I among many would have hoped for. The restoration on buildings has been sensitively carried out, the new blends excitingly with the old and many innovative ideas have been executed exceedingly well. I have posted just a few photos which illustrate this.

There has been a recent surge in murals which add a vibrant feel to the place these too are of excellent quality, every time I visit I see new examples. A new  and varied group of cafes has opened up attracting the young as well as some interesting artisan/boutique shops. Although some of the old shopkeepers have returned some just could not bear the loss of income and had to close.

 

We all hope the future will be bright for old Paphos and will watch its future development with interest.

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Oh Publisher, Publisher wherefore art thou………

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This blogsite is all about my journey from writing ‘Androula’s Kitchen’ my first  effort, to getting published. It is a journey so many have done before me and so many are doing as I write. The easy part is writing and putting together the whole package of presentation, a really fun part, but then the path ahead becomes a little hazy and confusing. There are so many hopeful writers out there  and so many paths to choose from once you have written. Do you get an agent or dive straight in and find a publisher? I started looking for a publisher in Cyprus for two reasons really, one,  I thought they would be more sympathetic to the material of the book and two I thought this might be simpler as there is much less choice. Indeed as far as I am aware there is only one publishing house functioning in the manner that we would expect in the U.K. the norm is more on a self publishing basis. It is a very small country  the market is much smaller and so therefore are the profits I guess.

I was  hopeful, as very early on the one publisher showed a keen interest in ‘Androula’s Kitchen’ and I couldn’t believe my luck, they were negotiating a book distribution deal in the UK at the time of me approaching them, a vital part of the deal for both of us. Sadly a few months further down the line this deal fell through and they were unable to secure another. So this left me with the rather more difficult task of wading in and finding an agent in the U.K. Or should that be a publisher??? For better or worse I’ve started with a search for an agent purely because there are fewer of them to choose from. The list of publishers and their requirements is a daunting one which I might yet have to work my way through. At the moment I have taken advice from a writer’s web site and started with a list of 10 agents to whom, a few at a time, I’m sending an enquiry with link. It will be a slow process as they all get many submissions a week and have a respond time of between 6 and 8 weeks, but it’s better than doing nothing and sticking all that work in the metaphorical drawer and forgetting about it so I can move on to the next project. I’ll just have to grit my teeth and get on with it however long it takes.

It is a task though, I have to admit ,I find every excuse to avoid, and time seems to march on inexorably. As I look out of the window the daffodils are nodding and the sun is out beckoning but my head must be forced to bend over the keyboard and plough on. Ahh publisher, publisher, wherefore art thou…..?