Three years ago I took a trip around my old home town of Oldham. It’s the place in which I grew up. I wanted to make a photobook of the town, with my thoughts and feelings about the place. However, I couldn’t find the town I remembered, as another town had taken its place.
I wrote a passionate essay about my feelings for the Oldham I remember and the Oldham it has become; and then some thoughts on the Oldham it might be, for the book.
I was excited about getting my first printed copy. I’d used Blurb to print it, as they print books on demand. Order a book and they’ll print it for you. There’s no trouble deciding what size edition to have, or needing space to hold stock. If you want a book, they’ll print you a book. If you don’t want a book, they won’t. Simple. I had a marketing plan. I would send a review copy to the Oldham Chronicle. It’s been a fixture of Oldham life since 1854. It’s the place I had my first piece of work published, a long letter debunking sightings of UFOs when I was a young teenager. My parents have had it delivered for most of my life, constantly complaining that ‘there’s not much in the paper tonight’, yet spending at least half an hour reading it.
As I pondered my press release, my dad told me ‘they’ve stopped the paper’. Yes, the Oldham Chronicle had gone out of business after 163 years, the day before getting my book to review.
Size: Square, 7×7 in, 18×18 cm
Number of Pages: 40
Cover: Hard back in black linen. Dust wrapper
I’m only three years late in telling anyone about it. That’s quite good for me. Please visit Blurb to see a preview of the book and to buy it. Thank you for your support. I really appreciate it.