PLEASE NOTE: The Twitch is now in production so your name can no longer be listed in the back of the book. However, you are guaranteed a copy of the special Unbound edition that will not be available in the shops.
Edward J Banger is a man obsessed. The drudgery of a nine to five job and the pressures of maintaining a healthy marriage and raising teenage girls are unwelcome inconveniences. The real challenge is ticking boxes.
He is determined to win the annual bird race, a competition steeped in history and glory. All he has to do is see more species of birds in the British Isles than anyone else, all within a single calendar year – and he is willing to do anything to win.
The Twitch has evolved as a concept over the last four or five years – ever since a young white-tailed eagle left its nest in Finland, took a wrong turn, and ended up just outside Andover. I was passing one day and stopped to see if I could spot it. I failed, but did meet some fascinating people: twitchers.
These people possessed the kind of commitment and passion that would make for an excellent book, and my first thought was to sign up to the lifestyle and live among them – chasing rare birds and writing about the lives and stories of the people I encountered.
I went on another twitch – this time to Cornwall to see a snowy owl – and everyone I met seemed to have a story, some bordering on the fanatical. That initial idea developed as I delved deeper into the psyche of the twitcher. What if someone became so obsessed that they lost their sense of reason? What if they became completely, single-mindedly immersed – how far would they go? Murder? Wouldn’t that make a brilliant basis for a book?
The Twitch is very much a black comedy, and probably not an ideal bedtime story for your children (unless you want them to lie awake all night, or impress their teachers with their new but crude vocabulary skills). I have focused on the central character, Edward Banger, and his steady descent into darkness. He can be an obnoxious sod, but his drive and commitment to the cause are undeniable.
I am delighted to have this opportunity to publish with Unbound, especially as a first time author.
Please support me.
I’ll beg if I must.
January 1st – 59 species.
I’m not certain whose head I can see the top of, bobbing rhythmically into view above the low brick wall by the potting shed. A little plume of steam billowing up into the cold air.
Up and down – up and down.
The hair colour is hard to discern in the moonlight, as both Mick and our landlady share differing shades of grey-flecked mousy mess.
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This book is now published. If you pledge now you still will receive your ebook or beautiful limited edition copy, but you won't get listed as a supporter in the back.
Spend a day twitching and an evening in the pub with Kev and the unbounders. (Takes place in Dorset.) Plus:
Kev will use your name for one of the supporting characters in the book