On Friday, April 13th 2012 myalgic encephalomyelitis and I officially met. Since then we’ve shared a love hate relationship. She loves me and I, well…

In all the strangeness of this wonderful illness she decided to gift me writing, the worst sort, Poetry.

My first collection Observant Observings was published by Tayen Lane Publishing in 2014 and since then a myriad of lines have featured in journals, magazines and anthologies.

Some of my short stories have also made it to the outer world along with my regular column featured in the magazine Athenry News and Views.


11 thoughts on “About

  1. hmmm you had me at myalgic encephalomyelitis…now I must read on to figure out what these combination of letters mean! 😛

  2. It’s a pity you don’t have a donate button! I’d without
    a doubt donate to this brilliant blog! I suppose for
    now i’ll settle for bookmarking and adding your RSS
    feed to my Google account. I look forward to brand new updates and will share this site with my Facebook group.
    Talk soon!

  3. I love your spirit and especially these lines: “Good days are ladybirds, black and yellow striped bees/ sun ripening pinks of raspberries/ and the soft sound of a heron wading across the morning sky.” A lot of bloggers are limited by physical issues, and they manage to find connections through blogging. It’s a wonderful thing.

  4. Lovely
    I thought the hummingbirds were gone for the season, and was sad, but one little female was sipping away earlier – and it’s still warm out and full of flowers here. Hope they don’t delay so long, though, they don’t make it home for the next cycle.

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