Today’s sentence: "When the night has settled in, it's hard to turn the face unto the page and seek within the empty spaces the fullness of life." Inspiration and Observation:It's late, and I am tired. I think back to Hemmingway's quote at the start of this daily writing exercise. “Do not worry. You have always... Continue Reading →
Today’s sentence: "Elizabeth walked out under a white flag, past those who had died since the killing began on Wednesday, up to the barricades atop Moore Street, where The O'Rahilly had charged and fell." Inspiration and Observation:On Saturday 29th April 1916, the rebels of the Easter Rising surrendered. Nurse Elizabeth O'Farrell walked out of 15... Continue Reading →
Today’s sentence: "He read aloud from a torn edition of the Chicago Tribune, for the others on the picket line to hear above the howling wind and the crump of boots in the dirty snow, 'Says here she's the most dangerous woman in America'." Inspiration and Observation.Today is workers memorial day. On #WorkersMemorialDay #IWMD25 we... Continue Reading →
Today’s sentence: "With the coming of full spring came warmer days, which found the disheveled wretch wandering lonely roads, seeking holy rocks at which to pray, and crying to the laughing wind, "My name is Outcast." Inspiration and Observation.When I was young, a man used come out the four miles from Castlebar to Tawnyshane, and... Continue Reading →
Today’s sentence: “Battle through the foggy shroud, oh you wise fish of Saints, flee the earthly spires of this city of the damned and the pious faithful.” Inspiration and Observation.Have you ever heard of the 'Goldie Fish'? Surely you must have. It leaps over Shandon Tower, and it is one of the most iconic Cork... Continue Reading →
Today’s sentence: “The jostle stone stood mute to passersby, sentinel to the forgotten gateway of the silent workshop, which echoed no more with the ancient blacksmith's song.” How did I arrive at the sentence above?While passing Collins Barracks, Cork this morning, I noticed a fine jostle stone standing guard where someone, or something, has breached... Continue Reading →
Thursday, 24th April 2025. Today’s sentence: “Shimmering like a starling’s wing, the puddles of the pockmarked garage forecourt were the only brightness in a forlorn day.” How did I arrive at the sentence above?Well, it started in a garage forecourt on the most miserable of wet days in Ireland. The iridescence of the slick of... Continue Reading →
A thought, driven by rain, in a car park.It's not often that a Nobel Laureate and a Norrie spark a idea to coalesce from the firmament and strike one square in the brain. It must have been driven by the rain, as I sat in the carpark. A Moveable Feast. "Sometimes when I was started... Continue Reading →
Pig-Headed Determination and Storytelling. There’s a certain type of camaraderie that emerges in the trenches of writing; especially when history, military interests, and storytelling collide. Stephen Callaghan, a well-respected military historian (and someone I greatly admire) offered a few kind words of support recently on my writing journey. In reply, I shared a quote that... Continue Reading →
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