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Lost Dogs and Englishmen
It was round about 2005. My wife and I had been living in America for a few years, but had been moving from place to place every year or so, and didn’t have many close friends. On top of … Continue reading
Across the Room and Into the Fire, Pt. 6
This is a story about a book burning. When I was fifteen or so, the majority of my free time was spent in the pursuit of knowledge. Knowledge of girls. It was hard and (mostly) thankless work, but it had … Continue reading
Across the Room and Into the Fire, Pt. 5
In our early teens, my brother and I got into a bit of trouble. It wasn’t anything that unusual for boys our age, and at that time, but we were held up to a different light by our teachers, … Continue reading
Across the Room and Into the Fire, Pt. 4
(Image source; Wikimedia Commons) “The unvarnished story of a brawling genius and his life as a young revolutionary.”—London Times Literary Supplement So read the cover of the book I held in my hands. It was another summer at my grandparent’s home, … Continue reading
Across the Room and Into the Fire, Pt. 3
Summer has an odd way of lasting forever and vanishing in an instant. One morning, our grandmother told us that my father would be coming to collect us the following morning. She said this without a trace of emotion. I … Continue reading
Across the Room and Into the Fire, Pt. 2
There would be no going up into the attic on the first night in our grandparent’s home. For one, they slept one bedroom down the hall from where we were sleeping, and we were certain to be discovered. More importantly, … Continue reading
Across the Room and Into the Fire, Pt. 1
This is a love story that has no end. When I was very young, my family didn’t have much in the way of money. By way of illustration, here is an early memory— I was crossing the street … Continue reading
Roger Casement
The 3rd of August will mark the centenary of the death of Roger Casement, last of the leaders of the Easter Rising to be executed. Born in Sandycove, Co. Dublin in 1864 to an Anglo-Irish family, Casement was largely raised … Continue reading
My Life in Fifty Objects (3)
It would be easy (and I am tempted), to write the story of my life in fifty objects merely by making a list of the books that have influenced me the most. However, that is a series for another … Continue reading
Rabbit
He came from a poor family. That was bad enough. What was worse, he had a large family; he loved them all, but there was never enough to go around; his mother was too busy taking care of his brothers … Continue reading