Kate Armstrong
@katejarmstrong.bsky.social
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Writer. ‘The Storyteller' (2016; @PrizeRofC longlisted). In-progress book about grief, collapse, recovery, and big mountains. Bridport memoir award runner up. https://linktr.ee/beyondthemountain
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Delighted to say that I won Runner Up in the Bridport Prize Memoir Award. Five years of work and counting, but the book is coming along. (Also some excellent high skiing this week.)
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Definitely the best picture I’ve ever taken from a moving bus.

(Yes, it’s in colour. Yes, I’ve escaped for a few days to hills.)
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Out last night to hear @darren_mcgarvey (brilliantly interviewed by Nicola Sturgeon) talking about his new book Trauma Industrial Complex - about trauma stories, how we consume them, and how those of us telling our stories can more responsibly look after ourselves. More of this, please.
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Walking through London earlier, I realised I was thinking of mountains - this one in particular: Ama Dablam, in the Nepalese Himalaya. I was there in 2010. Fifteen years is a long time for a particular piece of rock and ice to get under your skin. This one, it seems, is still very much under mine.
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Today is a day when arts degrees are worthless, but the product of those degrees is so valuable it would kill an entire industry if they were made to pay for it.
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For a long time now it’s been a paradox in my life, the activities I’ve been able to do whilst also being quite (sometimes extremely) unwell.

I often wonder how that looks from the outside. ‘She says that she has a chronic illness and yet there she is on a mountain’ etc.

So I wrote about it:
"But you climb mountains!"
It’s been a while, but hello - and a big welcome to the many of you who’ve subscribed since I last appeared.
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And the anniversary itself. Six full years since my darling Matthew died. It’s so much easier now than the first years were. Nonetheless, I needed space, so I’ve been on a long walk in the Surrey Hills.

Grief softens. I’ve also grown around the scar. The scar remains. And onwards.
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Thanks. I know you get it.
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It’s the anticipation of the grief anniversaries that’s the hardest. Tomorrow will be 6 years since Matthew died. Yesterday felt brutal - I was swamped by all I’ve lost.‘I’m going to get bigger from this not smaller,’ I vowed 6 years ago. I have done. I’m proud of myself. But there’s so much loss.
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Well - last night I did a sort-of speaker event, talking about many of the hard events of my past fifteen years and what it takes me to handle them.

‘You’re an emanator of light,’ I was told at the end, and then the follow up: ‘Have you thought of writing a book?’

(I may be doing just that.)
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Properly hot in London - but I’m telling myself it’s good training/acclimatisation for a trip to the Alps next week!
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I was so excited to read today’s BBC article about them now appearing regularly in the north of England.
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Mountains last weekend. Scottish this time.
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Thank you!
I’d still love to take up your offer to read it as and when (and assuming the offer still stands). In the meantime, I’m on a train to the Highlands, for a solo week of tent and summits. Hope Shropshire well.
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Well, in all the time I’ve been talking about The Book, the words I’ve used have been these: ‘if I can finish writing it’; and ‘if it gets an agent’; and ‘if it gets a publisher’; and ‘if people want to buy and read it’.

This week I reached a milestone: I signed with a fabulous agent.

On we go!
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London this morning. Full-on ‘green thought in a green shade’ vibes.
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Well, I have weekend plans that involve train tickets to Fort William, a big rucksack, a tent, and the company of a very good friend. Forecast is a bit iffy, but I’m backing us for an excellent time.
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Lake District - just off the summit of Scafell Pike. (Such a gorgeous day that the summit itself was swarming with people, dogs and drones.)
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Where was I this time last week?
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My wedding anniversary today - and I’m sitting reading poetry, and remembering, and feeling sad and also remarkably grateful, because Matthew and I had a lot, and I’m starting despite everything to do okay without him. (And this picture - of which I am very fond - is from my brother’s wedding.)