During the last recession, I once came upon a small ghost estate in the middle of the countryside. It was completely uninhabited; eerie and quiet, you could see right through …
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When my novel, I Know I Saw Her , came out on 1 st July, it was a kind of second time around for me. I’d been published before, about …
Every Sunday morning, I go for a leisurely scroll. Not a stroll you understand, a scroll , walking my eyes down through the weekly long reads list collated by the …
When I was writing my new novel, Yours Cheerfully , because it is a sequel (to my debut Dear Mrs Bird ) and I know my characters and where they …
Books are living things. They are primarily vehicles for human stories. They carry our memory in print. At one point, in my new novel – The Pages – a library …
I had all sorts of notions about how I would write my first book. I’d craft my painfully wrought prose, I told myself, at the mahogany roll-top writing desk that …
I began writing Holding Her Breath when I was working at Dubray Books in Grafton Street. I loved the job – it was a joy to be around books all …
When the first lockdown hit I was excited to crack into my neverending-continuously-growing pile of books I wanted to read. I thought about how much time I would have to …
As the son of a carpenter from North Cork, I spent most of my childhood falling out of trees, wading through streams, and running through muddy cornfields in the Blackwater …