Get lost in a library

A library I visited in Vienna

A library I visited in Vienna

As someone who grew up with a love of reading in the pre-internet age (yes, really) – before the invention of e-books and digital, well, anything really, the local library was the holy grail of book lovers everywhere. Period. I even remember the library van – that clumsy looking box-shaped old van which had seen better days but which was stuffed with tomes of all shapes and sizes. I devoured my library books from the town where I lived, but I also played away when I could, taking great delight to hop on board the big library van when it rolled into the village where my granny lived.

Vienese library books

Vienese library books

Yes, it was to convenience the elderly, who perhaps couldn’t always make the journey into the nearest town to satisfy their craving for stories, but us kids could certainly join in the party. It also gave the already exciting library visit an even more thrilling edge. What wonderful stories would the library van bring this week? Would they find out you were secretly borrowing books from your local town library, the library in the seaside town where you holidayed every summer and the library van?! Which was actually, technically, for people like your dear old granny to use! And what if that big old van accidentally trundled off with you in it?! It was a little Tardis-like inside and one very easily forgot about any sort of time dimension once on board… The vans spent only a certain amount of time in each town or village, so the added thrill was trying to return your books, find new ones and hop off again before they spirited you away.

Words of wisdom from NYC library

Words of wisdom from NYC library

Although – a life on the library van? There are worse ways to end up I’d say!

Alas, I know not the fate of library vans and whilst I’d love to think they still trundle faithfully around the country giving elderly people and little kids bookish delight every week, I’m pretty sure the digital age has put paid to that (correct me if I’m wrong though).

I now live in a digital world and am of a generation which was probably the last to be able to say – I grew up without mobile phones, the internet etc etc. Don’t get me wrong – the digital age is great. I use it every day, although I’m yet to read an e-book or buy a Kindle-type device. I do now have a proper smart phone though, so progress.

Whether you’ve grown up reading online books and articles, or are an older convert to the digital word, I do hope that there are some of you who recall with fondness your favourite library, and encourage the kids you know to seek them out. I recently saw a rather depressing (for me anyway!) photo of a completely digitised library online – that is, one with two rows of computers and NO BOOKS. A small part of me shrivelled up and died as I realised this could well be the fate of libraries not too far into the future. Perhaps not – I know many old diehards like me still enjoy the physically printed book and use both digital and hard copy interchangeably. Will future generations? I don’t know.

Reading area in NYC library

Reading area in NYC library

All I know is that I need to visit my local library more and help give them a reason to continue. I prefer to buy my books these days – mostly from second-hand bookshops – and I don’t quite know when this obsession to have to own every novel I read quite took hold. I read so many books as a child which I happily gave back to my libraries, although I do wish some of them I could have kept and I’m sure I’ve forgotten so many of the titles I enjoyed.

The original Winnie-the-Pooh & Piglet. You never know who you'll meet in a library...

The original Winnie-the-Pooh & Piglet. You never know who you’ll meet in a library…

I think perhaps I just like to look at them on my bookcases as to me, they’re homely; they’re a reminder of all the adventures I’ve taken; all the places I’ve visited; the characters I’ve met – liked, disliked, loved and loathed. They have beautiful covers (I like this!); they’re dog-eared/pristine/well-worn. They remind me of where I was when I read them; who I was with; what I was like then.

My last library cards...

My last library cards…

Libraries were a big part of my youth and I whiled many a summer’s day away with a stack of library books beside me. I progressed from the standard four library cards, to seven (delight!) and then, when computers took off – to the plastic swipe card. I still have some of my old yellowy-brown paper library cards, which the librarian would use to hold the little white slips of paper from the books I’d chosen, until I returned them and she’d fill them with more little white slips.

Libraries I loved and I always seek them out where possible when I go away. While they’re still here in traditional form I’d say – take yourself off and get lost in a library…




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Word spark

Flying lettersDo you remember the story which sparked your imagination and prompted you to write? Do you remember the very first story you wrote? I’m not sure I remember the exact first story I produced, but I do recall the book which, as a young teen, made me stop and think – I could write a book.

The book in question was Mrs Frisby and the Rats of NIMH and no, I didn’t immediately end up writing a book as a result of reading it, but at the time, I did write a chapter, and that was one of the longest stories I’d written up until that point. It was an assignment for my English class, as we’d been reading the book at school. I was lucky enough to have had (in my opinion) the best teacher for the job, who taught me English from first year right up to fifth year and would have kept on teaching me, except I decided my one main act of rebellion as a teenager should be not to choose my best subject for A-Level… (But I got here in the end!)

Anyway… the point is – the assignment was to write a continuation chapter to follow on with the story after the book ended and I thought I’d never be able to do that. At all. There were a lot of characters in the book. All rats and woodland animals and by the end of the story, a lot of tales (pardon the pun) had been spun… How was I to keep that going in a believable way and have it all make sense? And there’d be dialogue.rat

Up until that point, when I wrote stories, I’m pretty sure I didn’t include much dialogue. I was more of a descriptive fan (still kinda am…) and the thought of speech punctuating my lovely flowery paragraphs filled me with trepidation.

However, I wrote it (because I had to – it was homework after all!) and as I began to write, I realised I was writing in a completely different way than any other time I’d written before. I was writing with heightened intent. I was working with a whole cast of characters as opposed to one or two and I had dialogue. I also had something which was meant to be part of a proper book, albeit a make-believe add-on chapter. But it was a chapter nonetheless. A chapter, not just a story.

It made me think… if I can write one chapter, maybe I could write a few more and maybe even…. an entire book!

I got an A grade in the assignment and I was inspired. I may have, later on in my school career, decided to drop English and wander in the scientific wilderness for a few years, but I made it back to writing in the end and the experience of Mrs Frisby and those lab rats stayed with me. It was a piece of the puzzle which made me a writer.


  • My teacher was everything an English teacher should be – inspiring, passionate, encouraging, talented and with a great reading aloud voice
  • The book itself was great – adventurous, well-written, engaging
  • The assignment made me realise I could write in a different, more serious way – like an authorsparkler

Stephen King, in his On Writing book, recounts his early experiences and how they shaped him as a writer – indeed, led him to become a writer – and this is true of us all. I’ve now written one full-length children’s novel, chopped down to around 100,000 words (from a heck of a lot more!) and I hope to self-publish at some point in the future, but the point is that I wrote it, and while some may like it (great!) and some may not…. it’s another puzzle piece and another accomplishment in making me a better writer.

I’m currently writing short stories for adults, and that was inspired by other experiences, but that initial spark which made me think I could try my hand at writing prose in a serious way, was sparked most definitely by Mrs Frisby.

My point in all of this? Honestly – I’m in the in-between stage of editing one story and thinking of the next, and when doubt creeps in sometimes, it’s good to remember the excitement and the feeling of accomplishment you felt during one of those inspirational moments which made you realise you wanted to write.

More importantly – one of those moments when you thought – I can write and some of it may be good and some may be less good, but I know now I can do it, so – what’s stopping me from getting some more practice in?

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Imagination – the Divine Vision

‘My imagination is a Monastery and I am its monk.’

JHISS week 011Keats’ words to Shelley (as the Romantics caught hold of the concept of ‘imagination’ and ran with it), caught my attention this week as I read an article on William Blake. I, like most writers I would assume, like to think about my approach to writing fairly frequently – the language I use, the point of view I take, the theme I focus on and so on – but above all else, when it comes down to it, pure imagination is key.

Like anything, if over-worked, writing can become prescriptive, unnatural, formulaic… when all it really needs sometimes is a healthy dose of imagination and a little less rule-keeping. I love writing which surprises me, grips me with beautiful language and takes me somewhere I just wasn’t expecting. I enjoy, as I’ve mentioned before, the stream of consciousness type of novel which is, to me, endlessly fascinating in its tangential complexity or straightforward observation. It’s truly imaginative and not just in the story (or as some might protest – ‘what story, it’s just random thoughts!’), but in the languagePicture 1

Imagination of course, shouldn’t just be confined to the plot, but to the essential ingredients – the words. It strikes me that in prose, focus more often goes to story structure whereas in poetry, there’s more attention given over to the words. Each word, to be exact. In poetry, every word must win its place.

IMG_1770Imagination can sometimes be crushed in favour of what’s trending, but why write what people are reading now? Use your imagination and write something that’ll hook them in the future.

Is your imagination a monastery? Do you make it your focus like Keats did?

Do you immerse yourself in all the fantastical, impossible and utterly absurd elements that your imagination throws at you?

And – do you write them down and explore them further, or shut them away in favour of the formulaic and what is expected of the modern-day writer..?

As Blake said: ‘One power alone makes the Poet – Imagination The Divine Vision’.



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Knitting words

What is a short story and how long should a short story be…?

IMG_2067‘A short story is a work of fiction, often in narrative format that is shorter than a novel in length but longer than a novella. The elements of a short story are: setting, conflict, theme, character, plot and point of view.’

This is pretty much the first answer I got when I typed the phrase ‘short story’ into Google and I grant you – it’s pretty good as definitions go.

However (and there’s always an ‘however’) – it’s still a little vague and that’s both good and bad if you’re on a mission to produce the perfect short story… In my quest to create an abundance of short stories this year, which is intertwined with my Arts Council funding and my genuine desire to write good fiction, I find myself pondering the art form that is the short story more and more.Arts Council logo

Most short story competitions ask for tales which stand at around the 2,000 – 3,000 word mark and this is what I’d tended to think of when considering the short story form before now. Then I happened across a competition (albeit a pretty high-brow one for the likes of amateur me…), which specified up to 15,000 or so words!

So… What’s a writer to do?!

James Joyce (by Alex Ehrenzweig, 1915)

James Joyce (by Alex Ehrenzweig, 1915)

I mentioned last week that short stories should stop when you feel they can go on no more, but sometimes it can be tricky to find that point. I finished the draft of a story today (the one which I started last week) and feel I could have gone on, but didn’t want to labour the point. Perhaps I’ll add to it in the edit (I probably will), but as it stands, it’s around the 3,000 word mark, which I’m happy enough with for now. Perhaps it’s because the story I wrote just before it came in at around 5,000 – 6,000 words and now this one feels too short. The message for this particular story however, works better I think in this shorter format, so hopefully it’ll pack more of a punch.

Then there’s the story form. A friend recently commented on a short story they had submitted to a journal, which was rejected, and which had, according to my friend, included suitable scene-setting, conflict and conclusion. This is where I stopped to think.

Virginia Woolf

Virginia Woolf

Writing can be too formulaic and I know there are ‘rules’ to creating the perfect story, but think of Joyce and Woolf, to name but two. I love their meandering tales of rich narrative, which weave in and out of characters’ comings and goings, inner thoughts and emotions, actions and the consequences of these, but which don’t necessarily have a big ‘defining moment’ or ending. They show life, they taper off at the end and I like that.

In fact, I think I tend to write in a similar style – descriptive prose which can go off on a tangent depending on where my character’s thoughts take them. I understand this sort of writing is not to everyone’s taste, but it intrigues me. I like to get into people’s heads and explore.

The beauty of the short story for me, is having the chance to knit together rich, evocative words to create stories of substance, style and intrigue. Not to show all, not to conclude all, but to suggest, to begin to paint a picture and to spark off a sense of wonder and involvement on behalf of the reader. A neat ending can work well of course, but sometimes short stories simply allow you to trespass into the mind of a character; allow you to wander into a scene which is already well underway, and then bid you farewell with not so much as a denouement in sight.

What is a short story and how long should a short story be…?

You decide.


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Writing rules…

With the evenings already beginning to draw in, the wind gently buffeting the house and the rain (oh, the rain) streaming steadily down, one would think it was a day designed for writing. It is August, yes, but a small fire is burning merrily in the hearth and it’s cosy with a capital ‘C’.

The problem is – writing doesn’t always necessarily want to come, even when conditions are as perfect as this. A day for reading, then, and perhaps sketching out a few words later. This will be inspiring and a flurry of writing will follow!

Tree of booksWell, this is sort of how my planned writing day panned out. A few pages were written, yes, some reading was done, but really, the results were not as anticipated. And even reading great stories can sometimes put you off picking up that pen (yes, I’m still physically writing everything before I type it all up!), as you instantly compare your efforts with the book you’ve just put down and then think – maybe later.

However, ‘maybe later’ can easily become a downward slope to writing less and less and soon not at all, so that’s just not an option for me. Besides, writing is fun, even when you don’t always know where it’s leading. In fact, in my case, I prefer it when I don’t know what’s going to happen. I like to follow the pen and edit later. I finished a short story last week (I say finished, but you know I mean the first, written draft…) and when I was typing it up, it changed along the way. A lot. When I re-read it a couple of days later, it changed a bit more and a bit more… I should also add that in my notebook, the final three pages were completely scrapped when I was initially typing it up, as a better ending came to me as I was keying it in. And… it may change again.skelton I love writing, but I also love editing, as the bones of the story are there, but you get to deconstruct them or create new threads, flesh things out and see the story come to life.

So, today, when I wrote a few pages of my next story, I had a rough idea of the framework, but no real idea yet of what would unfold. I have no doubt ideas will come to me while I’m out walking my dog this week, and also, when I’m writing and then editing it.

I think the point is not to panic, but as many another writer would probably also say – to just pick up the pen, sit at the computer and write something. There’ll be days when you won’t write much, or indeed, much of any worth, but there’ll always be something good to come of it.

A – you’ll have written something (and writers write, they don’t just talk about it)

B – you might get the seed of another, better idea from your scribbles

C – you may realise this idea isn’t working, and this is good – no point flogging a dead horse

D – it’s practice for the good stuff – which WILL come

800px-Candle_flame_(1)Anyway, those are just some of my thoughts after a productive(ish) day which I’d thought was destined for greater things. But writing will come when it will come and for me, it’s more often during those odd times of the day, when you go to do something else and pick up a pen instead. When you stand up to go to bed but then decide to flick through your notes and scribble just a few sentences to make yourself feel as if you’d achieved some writing that day… and then end up scribbling into the wee hours.

That’s just how writing goes…

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Blood Entwines

KatherinemansfieldSlowly savouring the short stories of Katherine Mansfield this week, I’ve decided she’s my new favourite writer. As I read more and more expertly written short stories I, in turn, have become more and more of a fan of the shorter work of fiction. They require a different type of writing expertise and although you sometimes want to read more and wish certain stories were full-length books, I’m actually finding that with Mansfield so far, her stories are so completely satisfying, they’re just the right length. For me, anyway, I finish one and happily look forward to the next and if I could achieve that in my own stories, well, I’d be very happy.Blood Entwines cover july 2014

Whilst I’m currently in the midst of writing short stories, a Belfast-based writer who I’ve interviewed a few times now has just celebrated the release of her fist YA novel, Blood Entwines. You can read about her writing journey here on and her website is right here. Her name is Caroline Healy and it’s probably a name to remember!

Caroline Healy

Caroline Healy

Writing is a tough gig and those who persevere and see success like this motivate the rest of us and inspire us to keep going. Writers, I find, are an encouraging bunch, and are always willing to offer advice and to support each other and celebrate their respective successes (and commiserate at the countless rejections…), so in keeping with this, congratulations to Caroline on her Bloomsbury book birthday (which was August 1) and keep up the good work!



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Musing on Mansfield

‘Katherine Mansfield’s claim on out attention rests on the subtlety, emotional depth and originality of her gifts as a short-story writer. [She] brings her imaginative gifts to bear on many kinds of lives in quite disparate settings with an artist’s feeling for the angle and light that would bring her stories to life.’

KatherinemansfieldIt goes without saying that any writer would revel in such an introduction to their work and this is but a snippet of praise for Katherine Mansfield – ‘widely regarded as a writer who helped to create the modern short story’ – in an anthology of her work, which I am just about to read.

You’ve got to love second-hand bookshops and even better – your local Co-op, when it has a table bulging with such books by its tills. If every supermarket did the same, and replaced sweets at the check-outs with books… Well, a thought for another day perhaps.

Anyway, as I embark upon a year of crafting my own collection of short stories (and poems), it’s only sensible to seek inspiration from a few of the greats, and I’m hoping this particular collection will do just that. Short stories weave their own sort of magic and have less space in which to do it, so I think there’s an extra skill in being able to produce shorter fiction.

Points to consider:

  • How much description is too much in a short story?Q
  • How quickly should the pace be set?
  • Are myriad characters better, or are fewer preferable?
  • Plotlines… how complicated should they be? There is the risk, is there not, of cramming too much into a small space.

I’m thinking off the top of my head here and of course, a short story can be long enough to become a novella. It can be anything from 1,000 words to 4,000, six or 8,000 words or more.

Another good question then:

  • At what point do you wind it up?

Well, a story, I believe, will usually tell you when it’s done and if in doubt, wind it up, leave it a while and come back and edit it. Perspective and a little time away always helps.

As I say – I’m musing on Mansfield right now. We’ll see how it goes…

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