Waves on a shingle beach

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Waves on a shingle beach, oil on board (Daniel Graham)

I sat, within my subconscious, on that shingle beach. It was late summer and the night was warm, yet over to the east a windstorm was brewing, its peripheral gusts pushing seawater onto my cheeks. I picked up a pebble and threw it towards the ocean, losing sight of its mass long before it reached the waves. Then, in a moment of brilliance, a bowler rose before me, larger than any that night, just as the moon’s half-light broke through the density of the squall. What magic, I thought, though I knew this to be a fallacy; for all one must do to see such glory is open their eyes.

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Deciding my title

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Dear readers, I would like to ask for some advice. As some of you may know, I am going to be publishing my first book during the next few months – the story of a 3,000 kilometre walk that my brother and I completed in 2013 across Western Europe. It’s an exciting venture, but does involve some rather tricky decisions, one of which I must soon make: What should the book be called?

I have long referred to the memoir as A Walk to the Water, but recently decided that it would be foolish to disregard alternative titles, such as Six Million Steps to the Mediterranean Sea. If you have a spare minute or two I would love some feedback on the matter. Which title grabs your attention more? Which is most intriguing? The synopsis for the book can be found here.

Thank you and have a lovely day!