The Life of the Freelance Travel Writer


A heron sits still at the edge of the trench, apparently unperturbed by the many bikes zooming past only a couple feet away. The sun is splendid, however the air is easily cool, and the scent of a sweet hitter cooking – maybe for stroopwafel or appeltaart – wafts past in the light breeze. I’m considering which fall trek sounds most stimulating: biking through Sun Valley in Idaho… or hitting Florida for some shoreline time?

I’m sitting in a bistro on Amsterdam’s Oudezijds Achterburgwal as I compose this, getting a charge out of another coffee while considering the rundown of stories I could compose from this trek. Should I concentrate on the craftsmanship galleries, which incorporate the great Van Gogh and the Rembrandt-ruled Rijksmuseum? Then again if I discuss the bicycle society and how it saturates everything that happens in this North Holland town on the other hand, the astounding coffeehouses – both genuine ones that really serve espresso and the alleged “cafes” that really serve pot – could be an entire story unto themselves.

Welcome to the life of the independent travel author. A year ago, I went to Paris (once more), investigated the external spans of Iceland, looked at the scene in Turkey, drove an ATV around the islands of Greece, and hit the shoreline in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. I likewise skied and snowshoed at five Colorado-based ski resorts, and was welcome to take an interest in a James Beard supper at an extravagance farm.

For the current year has begun pretty much as courageous. After Amsterdam, I go to Tanzania, and afterward Saskatchewan, Canada, in the late spring.

Each excursion I take holds guarantee for not maybe a couple but rather numerous, numerous stories (recollect, more stories mean more pay-checks). I’ve sold some of them as of now, and I have a rundown of thoughts for the others, alongside a rundown of productions that may be intrigued. I’ve fleshed-out questions for a considerable lot of my pieces, too, and soon I’ll start paring down the photography choices so I can bundle them legitimately with the stories. (Editors will probably nibble when you incorporate photographs—and they’ll as a rule pay more.)

How would I know how to do the majority of this? All things considered, as the previous travel proofreader for The Denver Post, I’ve now been on both sides of the independent travel comparison: contracting specialists to share their stories in the daily paper, and conveying my own particular cheerful pitches that will sufficiently associate with a manager to get the story into a distribution.

They say it’s “who you know,” yet that is just part of the equation of independent travel blogging. Despite the fact that I’ve met a considerable measure of travel editors and been in the business for quite a long time, regardless I need to take every necessary step, much the same as you. I make the outings happen – now and again getting a freebie press trip, infrequently paying my own particular manner (however making it back later) – and I need to suss out what will make a decent story.

It takes duty and work, yes, however the independent way of life is so amazing. I spend a few days working just a hour or two, and I can take my get-away – which more often than not winds up being a travel story (however that is a large portion of the fun) – at whatever time I have an inclination that it.

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