If Anyone Wants To Know How The Final Months Of My Phd Are Going, I Spent Five Hours Yesterday Evening

I finished the first draft of my current novel this week!

Brigid of the Forge | Culture Night 2021

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The Path Runs Deeper by Caoimhe

Explore an abandoned underground city and find out what lies within its ruins.

excited to finally publish the game i've spent the past few months steadily working on. it started off as a small project and ended up growing much bigger.

'Explore an abandoned underground city and find out what lies within its ruins.

You are Fareye, the leader of a group of adventurers tasked with exploring the famous ruined city of Elysis as penance for a heist gone wrong. What happened to this city, the reason for its abandonment, is a mystery. One that you will soon solve. Traverse through these ancient ruins with your party and discover what lurks within the shadows as you journey deeper and deeper beneath the earth.'

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TOWER VOL. 1: END by TOWER

An anthology where things come to an end.

My poem "Mr Keats is ill" features in VOL. 1: END of Tower Magazine. Available for purchase and/or download now!

Going to my eras tour Hozier tomorrow.

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Discoveries Prize Class of 2022

To help inspire potential Discoveries 2023 entrants, we’re delighted to share extracts from the openings of the 16 novels-in-progress longli

You can read the opening of my shortlisted novel Hunt the Hare here! If anyone is thinking of going for Discoveries 2023 when entries open later this month, just do it!

Albero di Limone available in Sonder Issue IV

I just love this contemporary interpretation of Cú Chulainn by Smug One in Dundalk

Irish Women's Writing (1880-1920) Network

Away with the Fairies: Irish Folklore and Fin-De-Siècle Motherhood in Katharine Tynan’s Ballads and Lyrics (1891) - Irish Women's Writing (1

Sadbh Kellett, University of St. Andrews  The Irish writer Katharine Tynan was remarkable in her personal and literary embodiment of the ‘Ne

A blogpost I wrote last year on such an underrated Irish writer!

Achilles

I

To them I am the brute not the lover

The raging king’s hound, his gold spear – death’s kiss

Was this the way, was there no other?

II

History, prayèrs did try to cover –

Those violent delights, and that violent bliss

- To them I am the brute not the lover.

III

Yet, if time would but only uncover

Those extra curves of your smiles that they miss – I miss.

Was this the way – was there no other?

IV

If the Prince of Troy did not hover over

My mind and your ghost – in debt to the Styx –

To them I am the brute not the lover!

V

They forget romeo, the pre-mover;

Was it for this you died, was it for this?

Alas, I am the brute. Not your lover.

Was this the way? Was there no other?

"Achilles" by Sadbh Kellett. First published in The Attic XX, 2017.