DanielletheDefiant
Synopsis
A comic exploration of one woman's express trip to self discovery. More Louise Bagshawe than Elizabeth Gilbert, and equal parts sad, cringe inducing and gut-busting, meet Isobel on the cusp of the rest of her life. She's quite sure how she ended up living in a strange country, dating an emotionally immature but sweet man and postponing her career to support him, but she's not so sure she wants it - any of it - any more. A chance encounter with an old friend helps crystallize everything she is unhappy about and sets in motion the undoing, and redoing, of her life.
Edited to add: Also, with spies.
Excerpt
Soap and lotion and towels and clean clothes held tightly to her chest, Izzy waddled as fast as she could for the shower stalls. Throwing herself through the nearest open door, she dumped her precarious stack on the tiny ledge and waved her hand in front of the automatic sensor to start the water running. It was freezing, but her sharp gasp and the running water covered the sound of her sobs as she leaned forward into the spray, baggy tee shirt and leggings still on. And trainers. £110 trainers. At least she'd finally get the shore mud off them. Snorting hysterically at the thought, she started to struggle out of her wet tee shirt and too-small sports bra, leaving the trainers. Why the hell not?
