SOPHIE KIRTLEY

‘My desk is not a tidy desk. There’s a huge pile of paper and notebooks and Post-Its and doodles and scraps of all kind leaning precariously close to my laptop as I type. Right at the top of the heap is a book; a book which I keep sneaking peeks at out of the corner of my eye just to check it’s real; a book so new it still smells deliciously inky when I flick the pages under my nose; a book which is more mine than any book I’ve ever owned: The Wild Way Home by Sophie Kirtley.

‘Astonishing! I wrote a book. And, not only that, but by