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My 2024 Review – writing and reading

two signs pointing in opposite directions: ‘success’ and ‘failure’

Every year around this time I compile a list of poems and stories I published in the previous 12 months. I suppose it’s a kind of taking stock, looking back at some minor successes to steel the will for the year ahead. I don’t think it’s healthy to judge one’s writing purely by the binary notions of publication / rejection (success / failure), but I suppose it’s a human failing to be that way inclined. All in all 2024 was a pretty good year in that I published a lot of new poetry written subsequent to the publication of my last collection Hare’s Breath(Salmon Poetry) in November 2023. Also, I published two new stories and an extract from my novel Riverrun during the year. I hope to write and publish more short stories in 2025. It’s important to note also that I spent a lot of time and energy writing words that were not published and are likely never to be. But I believe nothing is wasted. It’s the practice that matters.

So here’s how 2024 panned out:

I also have poems forthcoming in January in the Stony Thurday Book and Ink Sweat & Tears and a story with Barren Magazine due in early 2025.

Personal highlights of the year for me included reading at Fingal Poetry Festival in September in the wonderful Library at Ardgillan Castle in Skerries. The room was packed and the audience were so engaged. It was a real pleasure for me and a kind of homecoming too as I hail from Rush which is just up the coast. Huge thanks to Enda Coyle-Greene for inviting me to read.

I also had the pleasure of launching the new poetry collection, Where All Ladders Start (Alba Publishing) by Maeve O’Sullivan in November. It was a wonderful evening filled with great poetry, music and friends.

In music I was pleased to see a return to form for Vampire Weekend with their new album Only God Was Above US. I finally got to see them live at 3Arena in November which was a bonus. There were some great gigs in 2024, but the two I’d pick as best were Gruff Rhys in the Sugar Club in February and Art Brut at Yes in Manchester in October. (I’ve wanted to see this band for so long and Eddie Argos did not disappoint!). The low point musically has to have been Elvis Costello in Vicar Street in September. What looked like an enticing prosect of Elvis and Steve Nieve in a lo-fi stripped back set up turned out to be a disaster with Elvis’s voice constantly failing him with no band or backing singers to mask the fact. Awful.

In theatre, Stephen Rea in Krapp’s Last Tape at the Project Arts Centre was hugely enjoyable. The Agreement at the Gate in October was a surprise hit with loads of laughs I wasn’t expecting.

I read some great novels during the year including Hamnet by Maggie O’Farrell, The Good Apprentice and The Sea, The Sea by Iris Murdoch, Ilona Wants a Phone by Alison Langley, Lightbourne by Hesse Phillips, Mouthing by Orla Mackey and Slow Horses by Mick Herron.

In poetry I enjoyed Louise Gluck Poems 1962-2020, John Burnside Selected, Landscape of the Body by Lani O’Hanlon, A Unison of Breaths by Lynda Tavakoli, The Colour of Time by Úna Ní Cheallaigh and of course Maeve O’Sullivan’s Where All Ladders Start.

I thought S.J. Bradley’s stories Maps of Imaginary Towns (Fly on the Wall Press) was excellent. In non-fiction I was engrossed in Mark O’Connell’s A Thread of Violence (which sent me back to re-read Banville’s The Book of Evidence). As birthday presents I got two excellent and cherished books from two of my brothers. The first, The Village of Longing by George O’Brien, is still for me one of the best memoirs I’ve ever read, and the second Patrick Kavanagh’s Self-Portrait, a beautiful slip of a book based on the RTÉ documentary first published in 1964 by Dolmen Press.

I’ve been following Toby Litt’s substack page all year. He always has something interesting to say about the compulsion to write, the process of writing and also some really detailed thoughts on the technical aspects. I spent a lot of time working on a novel project this year that I realise is going nowhere at the moment, so I’ve parked it. This year the aim is to read more closely and write only what engages me fully whether that be poem or story or novel. Let’s see where that takes me.

Thanks to everyone who engaged with my work during the year – readers, editors and fellow writers. Best wishes for a happy, peaceful and productive 2025 to all of you!

Brian

31st December 2024

Happy New Year

How 2020 panned out

Every year around this time I compile a roundup of what I’ve done from a writing point of view during the old year. In many ways this year has been like no other, but I’ve been lucky in that I’ve managed to continue to write and publish new work throughout the year. Thanks to the support of family and writer friends I’ve been able keep going in this time of worry and uncertainty.

One of the main things I did this year was enabled by a Covid 19 bursary from the Arts Council. To date I have written twelve formal poems as part of a sequence dealing with the effects on family, the individual and community in coping with the restrictions imposed as part of dealing with the pandemic. I’ve been lucky to have my daughter, Martha, and my good friend, Pete McCluskey, making films for these new poems throughout the year. So far there are nine poetry films which can be viewed on YouTube.

Here’s a rundown of everything writing-related that happened for me in 2020, a year in which I published three new short stories and fourteen poems.

Although actual readings were out of the question this year, I did a number of virtual readings including The Holding Cell in April, launch of Skylight 47 in July, North West Words in August, Fiction at The Friary in October, readings from The Music of What Happens in November, Ó Bhéal Winter Warmer in November and the launch of 14 Magazine in December.

Bray Literary Festival went ahead as a purely online festival and was a big success with high viewer numbers thanks to sterling work by founder and Director, Tanya Farrelly and the rest of the committee: David Butler, Nessa O’Mahony, Phil Lynch, Edward O’Dwyer and myself. Special mentioned needs to be given to Peter Salisbury whose technical skill and expertise gave life to a festival which would otherwise have died in this challenging year. The committee has decided to take a break in 2021 and Bray Literary Festival will return in 2022.

I read so much this year and enjoyed a good portion of it, but I’ve limited my choices of books of the year to just three, one in each category. My novel of the year was the wonderfully expansive story of a life and art Oona (Lilliput Press) by Alice Lyons. For short story collection I chose Almost the Same Blue (Doire Press) by John O’Donnell for the range and detail of the stories. For poetry I chose Some Lives (Dedalus Press) by Leeanne Quinn, for the control and sureness of voice and that wonderful long title poem.

Plans for 2021

In 2021 I hope to find a publisher for my short story collection What Do You Actually Want? I’m also working towards finalising my second poetry collection (title yet to be decided). Work is well underway on this now and I hope to publish more new poems during the coming year which will form part of the manuscript. I plan to bring my formal poetry film sequence Freedom In Constraint to a close in early 2021. Again, thanks to the Arts Council for funding this project. To date I have written twelve poems, nine of which have been filmed so far. I expect there will be fifteen when the sequence is complete.

My main area of work this year will be on my novel in progress, working title Riverrun. I received a Professional Development Award from the Arts Council in December to cover the cost of an online novel writing course with the Faber Academy. The course runs from January to September 2021 and I’m hoping it will give me the tools to make my novel as good as it can be. I see it as a long-term investment also as I’m sure the techniques and skills I learn will stand to me as I take on further writing projects in the future. A very exciting prospect!

Finally, this year has been a peculiar and challenging year in many ways. I know I’ve been lucky and I’m thankful for that. I hope for all our sakes that our lives can return to something like normality during 2021.

Best wishes to all for a Happy New Year!

Brian

29th December 2020