Tuesday, 18 July 2017

Reading at West Cork Literary Festival

Next Friday, July 21st, along with others, I will be reading at the West Cork Literary Festival. Held in Bantry each year, the festival is a packed week of readings and workshops. Friday's event, starting at 5pm, promises to be a busy and entertaining occasion, held in the local library. This is a wonderful opportunity and I'm so looking forward to it. It is through the Writer-in-Residence programme, (offered by Cork County Council Library & Arts Services) that this opening to perform at one of Ireland's top literary festivals has come about. Representing Charleville with me on the day is talented writer, Kerri FitzGerald. Kerri will be reading one of her many entertaining poems and I shall be reading one of my short stories.

Denyse Woods - Photo by  Mirte Slob 
Denyse Woods, author of five novels with her sixth, Into Tempation, due out in March 2018, is the Cork County Libraries Writer-in-Residence for 2017. Denyse also writes under the name Denyse Devlin. To find out more about this talented lady please click on the link below.
Readers from four other libraries, Bantry, Clonakilty, Macroom and Cobh, which are also involved with Denyse's Writer-in-Residence project, shall be contributing also on the day.


Sunday, 9 July 2017

Smashwords 50% off Sale

Delighted to share that most Tirgearr Publishing books are part of the Smashwords July Sale. Head on over to the site and enjoy 50% off all the books, including mine, 😊

https://www.smashwords.com/ Use the code SSW50

My Husband's Sin is an ideal read for the holidays, a family drama to keep you entertained during the summer.
If it's not hot enough for you weatherwise, then check out One Night in Barcelona. Set in this lovely city, find out what Natasha and Carlos get up to in one night, Hot! Hot! Hot!

Monday, 3 July 2017

Ireland's Own Again.

I am once more delighted to say that the great magazine, Ireland's Own has published another memory piece of mine. This time, the piece centres around my mother-in-law and her connection to the well known Easter Rising of 1916.  It is always a pleasure to be featured in the magazine, and I never stop being pleased to see my name in print in it. Now to get my thinking cap on and to get writing more memory pieces for you all to enjoy.

Tuesday, 20 June 2017

Summer time & the livin' is easy

Hello everyone,

A simple post this time, just a few lines to update you on my life. Well, first off is, I have a new little grandson, Liam James. He is adorable and is now a week old. No photos as his parents do not want him on any social media. Another stage in life as I become a Nana. I've always wanted to be a Nana and now that I am, I love it. Imagine the blessing it is to see the next generation arriving, marvellous!!
I am editing my sequel, which I find slower this time than the time I edited my first novel. Why, I've not got a clue but I shall get there.
As regards my newsletter, well, it's been littered with problems for me. So very sorry for those of you who have signed up and are waiting for it. I am working on it, and I have sought expert help. I attended a social media course run by Sandra Quinn of Quinnsquill Munster News. Hopefully it will get sorted as soon as possible.
Ireland is enjoying some wonderful sunshine at present and everywhere is looking gorgeous, gardens are in full bloom and the scent of flowers is all about us.
Ireland's Own magazine
I've had a few memory pieces in an Irish magazine called, Ireland's Own. This magazine is a staple in most Irish homes and I know it is also posted far and wide to other countries where people have family living. I really feel honoured to be included. To keep my mind ticking over storywise while editing, I've entered a couple of short story competitions too.
Kent Family Grave
Also, I have been out and about with writing friends, looking up Irish history, such as a visit to Thomas Kent's grave, in Castlelyons, Co. Cork. Kent came from a noted nationalist family. He was a volunteer waiting for the call up in the 1916 Irish Easter Rising. My companion for that day was writer Mary Angland and as she is also a history teacher, she brought the day to life with her vast knowledge.
To finish off that educational day out, I went to the GPO Experience of the 1916 Easter Rising in Dublin. This is opened all year and gives a wonderful insight to this important part of our Irish history.

That's it for now. Sit back and enjoy the summer. Life is too short not to pay it some attention. Forget the stress if you can and take some timeout to recharge the batteries. Until next time,
happy writing and stay safe.


Tuesday, 30 May 2017

Post From A Ghost

Our gorgeous hostess & yours truly!

Although the rain poured down on Saturday, May 27th in Dublin, the sun was shining in the most quaint coffee shop in Books Upstairs on D'Olier Street.
I was attending an event hosted by the International Literature Festival Dublin (ILFD), having received my invitation in the post. It kicked off at eleven, our hostess welcoming us and thanking us for turning up on such a bad wet day.                                         .

How did I get involved? Well, on the ILFD website I spotted a piece that sounded interesting and different. I filled in the details required and waited to receive my letter.
I received my Post from A Ghost during the week and it was exciting seeing a gold envelope with a red wax seal on the back flop on to the mat.
My letter was from the pages of The Bridges of Madison County, a favourite book of mine. I plan to frame this letter as it was beautifully written and has special meaning for me, unknown to the organiser!

During the morning, those of us who were there, wrote our own letters and have now posted them out to the world. It is a lovely idea and one I hope to continue. Whenever a piece of writing resonates with me, I will share it through Post from A Ghost.
To explain what it is all about and if you want to get involved, visit the link below to learn more.

Monday, 24 April 2017


"Quiet please"
I am a person that likes to give books as presents at birthdays and Christmas. This all began when I was not long out of my toddler years. I just fell in love with reading at an early age. I joined my local library when 5 years old. 
I loved Saturdays, it was library day. My brown ticket was my passport to so many worlds. I would be allowed two books for two weeks, but I never lasted two weeks. I would be in to Ms. O’Donnell, the librarian, each Saturday morning.
It wasn’t big, about the size of a large sitting-room, maybe a little bigger but not much bigger, say about twelve feet by sixteen feet. In the centre of the room was a tall dividing set of bookshelves, as in shelves on both sides. This is what decided which section you were allowed into.
An anthology launch
The children’s section was to the right and the adult section to the left of this dividing structure as you walked in. Immediately inside on the right of the door was a large counter where you checked your books in and out. Behind this high counter which was much taller than any child, sat our only librarian. She was a low sized woman with glasses and a deep voice. She ran her library with a firm hand. No-one dared whisper in her presence. If you coughed or sneezed and couldn’t stop, it would not be unusual for her to ask you to leave, although you may be the only one in the room! Ah those were the days, simple and carefree.
Nancy Drew Mysteries, anything by Enid Blyton and of course the classics, Charles Dickens, Mark Twain and the Bronte sisters. Worlds were opened up to me, my imagination was set as high as I allowed it and that was limitless. The choice of books to read was not extensive as you can imagine, not being a big library. So I went around those shelves in deep thought looking for the one book I had not yet read. There were a few of us that frequented the premises so much, it was almost a competition to see who would discover a valuable gem, a book from new stock which sneaked its way in during the week while we were at school. So having had every book in the children’s section read and re-read, the day came when I was allowed to move on. 
Excitement and butterflies danced in my stomach when that Saturday arrived and I told Ms. O’Donnell that I was now thirteen. Once I became a teenager, I was allowed in to the adult section, just six rows of it, mind you. Still I felt grown up, especially as my library ticket was now upgraded to a green one. Of course, once I read the six rows of books, I was back over in the children’s section looking for new stock. Oh the joys and innocence of growing up then for me.
Launch night of, A Baker's Dozen, 2012 in present day library.
My love for books never died. I still enjoy reading and still encourage anyone who will listen to me, to join their local library. It is a treasure trove for children and adults alike. The old library is now deserted, having outgrown its small room. It is now housed in what was before the protestant church. What a beautiful setting to read and write in. There are the arched windows, two flooring levels and beamed ceilings.  
Long since changed from when it was just a room divided in half, supervised by a lady who sat at the counter. A lady who presided like a judge as us children and I’m sure some adults were so nervous we dare blink in her presence. Her job of maintaining silence well executed. Yet we were all very fond of her and she us. She's long gone to her eternal reward. 
I still use the library, I try to go most mornings where I like to write my books. I've made many friends while writing there. A place so different from that one room long ago, now, computers sit along one wall, stands and stands of books, a colouring corner for the children, a section to go read the daily newspapers, and even a lift! 
I've celebrated receiving my contract from Tirgearr Publishing for my debut novel, My Husband's Sin and I launched my collection of short stories, A Baker's Dozen, both in our local library. Also the launches of two anthologies, that I was involved in, took place there, evenings shared with many friends and family. When I sit at a table there and write my thoughts, I often think of Ms. O’Donnell and wonder what she would make of it all.

Wednesday, 5 April 2017

California Dreaming 2017

State flag & Old Glory
I have been quiet on social media recently as I took myself off to California, USA. I had never travelled to the States before so this was an exciting trip for me, in more ways than one. I was also meeting up with some authors for some chat and sharing, all connected to writing of course!
I stayed in Hotel Huntington Beach, which proved to be a lovely hotel with friendly staff and good food.

So who did I get to meet?

First off, I met with writers, Earl Chessher and Mary Ann Osness, both living in the area and members of Fiction Writers Group (FWG). Earl is an accomplished writer with many titles under his belt https://www.amazon.com/Earl-Chessher/e/B011XZY0NS . Mary Ann is starting out and enjoying success with her debut book, Lost https://www.amazon.com/Lost-M-Osness-ebook/dp/B018EYG052

Aleigha & myself with Strider. 
Next up was a lunch with a fellow Tirgearr Publishing author, Aleigha Siron. I was thrilled to meet Aleigha. She and I enjoyed lunch at Rubies, at the end of Huntington Pier.
It was a pleasure to also meet her husband, Bob and her dog, Strider.

Earl, Mary Ann, Myself & Justin 
On the Friday, again it was time to meet with Mary Ann and Earl, but also joining us was another FWG writer, Justin Ames.

A lively discussion took place on all things publishing, inspiration and projects that were ongoing.
Travelling from Ireland, (11 hour direct flight with Aer Lingus) I really appreciated the hospitality and friendship shown to me by so many. It was a wonderful experience and one I intend to repeat. Now to get working on all I decided to do, motivated by all I met.