Category: Irish Women Writers
Thanksgiving’s a Holiday Over Here
The American man’s voice sounded woken-up and irritated. “It’s Thanksgiving,” he said down that payphone. “So my roommates are off work and gone home. Like, Thanksgiving’s a holiday over here.” Oh, come on, I wanted to say. I mean, with nobody getting born or killed or risen from the dead, just how big could this ‘holiday’ of yours really [...]
Three Books in One Year
I have self-published three books this year. And in February, 2013 I intend to release one more. If you’d have told me this at the start of the 2012, I probably wouldn’t have believed you, but that was before I realized the process was so quick, simple, and inexpensive – compared to my expectations, that is. [...]
Writing in Stolen Time: 10 Ways to Create Time (Literally)!
‘How on earth did you find time to write a novel? You’ve got kids!’ This is a question I have been asked frequently since publishing my debut novel The Girl Who Came Home – A Titanic Novel on Kindle last month. I sometimes wonder myself! But, having wondered, I’ve realised that when you have a [...]
Aluine’s Gardens by C. Murray
Before the house behind the sea, a garden. Before the mountain behind the house, a circuit of trees. Before the small house behind the grey sea, A strip of lawn enclosed with box. Before the tall mountain behind those six white walls of house, rows of young alders a circuit make. Before the house of tree [...]
Writer with a Day Job: About the Blue Curlers
Standing there at my car, his lips twitched. He was trying not to laugh. At me. Once again, I was driving to work with a head full of large, blue hair curlers. He mustered his cop-serious voice. “–Then you’ll see the signs after that.” “Thanks very much,” I said. “Yeah. Good luck!” he said, with [...]
On Transcriptions: Transcribing Women’s Poetry
I transcribe women’s poetry. This short post is related to what I do on the Poethead blog and I suppose to the area of women’s writing that has been a concern for a few years now. Many of the poems that are a part of Poethead have found their way into my possession as gifts, or [...]
