In the old blue Escort, hurtling along humped roads bookended by skinned bogland. Benson and Hedges butts crinkled and bunched into the open ashtray like…
Bhí an aifreann díreach thart agus greim daingean agam ar mo leaidíní i gcoinne an borradh pobail a bhí ag brú amach tríd doirse an…
The Splonk 5 – Sadhbh Devlin Sadhbh Devlin lives in Dublin, Ireland. She writes short-form fiction for both children and adults. Her picture books have…
The Splonk 5 – Robert Barrett Can you tell us a bit about your relationship with flash? Why it appeals and what frustrates you? I…
Caroline hadn’t seen the cat for days. Jim said he didn’t want to hear any more about it, even though she’d only mentioned it the…
The farmer yawns to see a stranger on his doorstep. You can go through the back field, the ruins are there. I walk out back…
Can you tell us a bit about your relationship with flash? Why it appeals and what frustrates you? The first thing I will say is…
Wild Atlantic Way – Gráinne Daly I woke up in a Kevin Barry story. Without a doubt, if he had woken up ‘in in’ the…
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Altitude. Frantic rooftop chases culminate in close-ups, a trailing heel just making the near-impossible leap to safety. Blood. Incarnadine. Always dramatic. Convoys of cars filmed…