I am on the mend, for sure for sure. Just back from catching up on life in general with the village in general. And broadly speaking, all's well.
In other news, there's a new short story of mine published today in Danse Macabre which you can read, without signing up for anything, just over here.
Have a scrumptious weekend :-)
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- O'Driscolls of the world, unite and take over...
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- A delight from beginning to end
- Davy Byrne's Irish Writing Award
- A rose by any other name...
- When communions go bad...
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- Books. Covers. And the judging thereof.
- Olive oil: for more than your health
- On the dry
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2 comments:
Dark stuff Orlaith, and all the more haunting for its brevity.
Thanks Tom. Really, you could just print up the surviving records; reading produces a cumulative, creeping horror.
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