All was not well in Tark and Mara Towers. Mara’s shrieks could be heard on Dublin’s Northside, unbeknownst to Mara, who would never knowingly have sent herself to that part of the city on purpose. The irony was lost on both her and her husband, however. They were too incensed. They were madder than Jean Galliano and the UKIP…
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OOOOH!! So Close… IWC Novel Fair 2014 Near Miss
In English, it’s often said ‘nearly never won a race’. And in Co. Clare, where I’m from, we say ‘nearly never bulled a cow’. Bovine or not, it’s the same thing, really. At the end of the day, having entered the Irish Writers’ Centre Novel Fair 2014, the results of which have just been announced, I…
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