The Temple House Vanishing is a dark and, I hope, atmospheric tale of desire set in a convent school in the early 1990s. The story emerged from a kind of misty, fatalistic mood. I knew it was autumn and I could very clearly see a teenage girl getting out of a car in front of a large old house. Her arrival being watched and noted by other students. I had no idea why she was there or what would happen …
Month: March 2020
Many years ago, my mother met Maeve Binchy at an event and they got on like a house on fire: two Dalkey women with a lot in common. From then …
Greetings! The German playwright Bertolt Brecht once wrote that he carried a brick on his shoulder in order that the world would know what his house was like. If I …
Even though I spend so much of my time using many words in endless sentences to pitch my favourite books to people, it’s quite easy to catch my interest when …
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