Monday, 21 April 2014


I know this blog is all about what I'm up to at the mo and I apologise for that. When you have a book out it's all about those 'graceless musterings', to quote Edna O'Brien. I promise I will shut up soon and go back to offering tidbits for you. I do have a giveaway of the new novel planned!

In the meantime I have work in the special Irish issue of Literary Orphans and at the incomparable Cease, Cows. A historical flash called 'American Wake' at the former and one about flying babies at the latter. Both have brillinat illustrations accompanying them, which is always fun.

Alistair MacLeod, trotting back from a night out in Little Rock, Arkansas, surrounded by Mary Costello, Paddy O'Reilly, Jamie O'Connell, Anne Luttrell and his son, Alex.
On a sombre note, I was very sad to hear of the death of Alistair MacLeod - a brilliant Canadian writer and a lovely man. I met him on three separate occasions and he was great company. He had the energy, warmth and spirit of the truly gifted. My sympathies to Alex and all the MacLeods. RIP, Alistair.

No comments: