Friday 21st September 2018 is the United Nations Day of Peace on which a global invitation to a ‘cessation of hostilities’ is extended. I took this as the theme for Weekend Word.
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Write By The Sea Short Story Competition
I had a lot of fun entering the Kilmore Quay Write By The Sea Short Story Competition 2018. I was so delighted that all three of my entries were among the seven shortlisted.
2 poems in The Open Ear
The Open Ear is a journal for new writing edited at Queen’s University, Belfast.
My poetry this year has been encouraged by participating in a reading organised by Women Aloud NI in March. Also by a workshop given by Moyra Donaldson at the Crescent Arts Centre, Belfast. See my blog:
And one of the poems was written as a follow-up to a poem I had published in the Easter 2018 edition of the Bangor Literary Journal.
Short Story in Crannog magazine
Crannóg magazine of Galway are taking a Wales-set story of mine for Issue 49 due late October. I’m delighted to have a piece accepted by them.
My blog joins UK Web Archive
My blog has been selected for inclusion in the UK Web Archive
a cross section of UK Web logs containing a wealth of material which will be of value to researchers now and in the future
Poem in ‘The North’ Issue 61
A poem of mine will be included in the special Irish issue #61 of acclaimed magazine ‘The North‘ due later this year. I am particularly pleased to be represented in this edition.
Cardiff Book Festival
It was lovely to meet novelist, Mandy Sutter (‘Bush Meat’) and Gwen Davies, editor of the New Welsh Review at our session during the Cardiff Book Festival. We were discussing Writing Psychology from Place: witness, exile and belonging.
I read my N Ireland-set short story ‘At Oirthear Maí’.
Witness, Exile & Belonging: Wales Arts Review
AN ULSTER PSYCHE
AN ULSTER PSYCHE
I was shocked by her photographs. How could she dare? As well as projected slides she had a dozen cibachromes on display whose marvellously luminous surface makes the paper itself a fresh lens. It becomes a pool of water in which everything is gently enhanced by the limpid medium. And yet, this pool is pinned to a wall.
I had to leave the room. Such things should not be shown without a warning. Continue reading AN ULSTER PSYCHE
