It’s not February anymore. Thank goodness. What a truly nasty little month February 2015 turned out to be. I’m extremely glad to find myself contemplating March and the possibility that one of these days it might actually stop raining and think about becoming Spring in Belfast. 543 more words
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Swimming the distance of memory
Geographies of paintings done and redone. Having walked the long-mediated underground from the Metro station into the glammy Zorlu centre, arriving in Mamon, announced as it is, 250 m then 150m, then 100 only; a grey airless tunnel and I try to remain jolly, focussing on my fellow commuters who with winter’s wet arrival have begun the retreat into their black coats. 562 more words
3 writers who i'll be fucked up over when they die
…Edna O’Brien (taking Ireland with her)
…Alice Munro (taking lonely girlhood and rural Canada with her)
Mother of god, I get chilly just thinking about her. 95 more words
Announcing Reading Ireland Month!
The heart of an Irishman is nothing but his imagination. George Bernard Shaw
March is coming, and that means St. Patrick’s Day, but there’s much, much more…
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In which Netty's resolve to never set foot in Ireland is further cemented by the god-awful Country Girls ...
Question: What’s worse than yer regular bog-standard chick lit?
Answer: Misery-gut-laden, woe-is-fucking-me Irish chick lit.
Andy and I have been doing this blog for eight years now. 1,039 more words
The Country Girls - Edna O'Brien
The Country Girls is the first novel of Irish writer Edna O’Brien and a quintessential coming-of-age story. It was published in 1960 and immediately banned in Ireland and even burned by some priests. 337 more words
