Assuming for a moment that we are what we do, I’m an author and freelance non-flying travel journalist (though if we are what we eat, I’m mainly soya). I’ve written a dozen genre-bending books and a couple of others that give librarians fewer dilemmas.
My most recent work is the The Ultimate Bucket List – 50 Buckets You Must See Before You Die. Thrillingly, it was launched on 5th November 2020, the date best known in England as ‘The Day All The Bookshops Closed for the Second Lockdown’. The Tories, eh? Nye Bevan was right. Anyway, before that, I penned all manner of books. Tiny Churches is one that springs to mind. There was also Tiny Stations, Tiny Islands and the three editions of Tiny Campsites.
Before the mania for all things tiny struck me, I managed to knock out a few non-size-specific books, including The Z-Z of Great Britain, Places to Hide in England, Scotland and Wales, New World Order (Wills Weltordnung in its Bloomsbury Berlin edition) and, under the name Johnson P Johnson, The Armchair Naturalist (all Icon). This last tome is about to be launched in China in Simplified Chinese (though I confess I’m not altogether sure why, since it deals with British flora and fauna, but hey, it could be a huge sleeper hit in Beijing).
I write for the UK newspaper The Guardian, mainly on green travel. You can read my articles here. You might also find me popping up in other newspapers (though not the ghastly ones, you’ll be cheered to learn) and magazines such as Countryfile, Country Walking and The Countryman. Indeed, anything with ‘Country’ in the title is likely to be burdened with some of my words, unless it’s Country Life, in which case you’re safe. I used to host an underrated spoken word night-cum-pub quiz mash up called Stranger Than Fiction. I also have a cracking Isle of Dogs-based romcom script unjustly gathering dust in a cupboard. Is there no start to my talents?
You can follow me on twitter at @dixewills, though I can’t guarantee that you’ll improve your life by doing so. Also, I rarely tweet nowadays, except to correct whatever nonsense my local MP has written. If you live for that sort of thing, your luck’s in.
If you need to contact me, you can do so at dwills at phonecoop dot coop. Yes, that’s a dot coop address, the coolest thing on the internet and no mistake. Happy to receive communications in English, español, français or norsk (but not all four at once).