Thursday, December 27, 2012

PS On Michael McIntyre

His father is CANADIAN! ................................................................................................. Just found out.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Fairytale of New York

Here's a second musical Christmas card which I couldn't resist posting. A combination of one of my favourite Christmas songs and one of my favourite comedians, plus Irish dancers! Nollaig Shona! (Note: go to full screen to get rid of the bloody ad.)

Tuesday, December 18, 2012


This was sent to me from the Mythic Imagination people so thought I would pass it on as a musical Christmas card. Human beings at their best.

Friday, September 07, 2012

Emerging from the Dark

That was a long cold dark journey but like the lotus flower I am rising up out of the deep mud and opening into the light. To put it mildly, life knocked the stuffing out of me. What with book deals falling apart (my NY editor was fired and the Canadians were too fearful to go it alone) and a major film deal cancelled (the producer's accountant robbed him blind) I found myself, like Dante, wandering through a dark wood more than half-way through my life. And then, worst of all, my dearest friend in Toronto, whose house is the setting for Dana's home in The Book of Dreams, died suddenly just two weeks after I visited her for her 70th birthday. (She actually appears as a character in my new adult work People of the Great Journey which is being read at the moment by several publishers. We didn't take up the one offer to date as it was ebook only). So 2011 was the Year of Hell and it spilled well into 2012. My heart was broken. I couldn't write. Now I have done a Leonard Cohen. I am working and living in a Buddhist Centre in the heart of the Irish countryside and loving every minute of it. Will be off to India in December to attend the teachings of the Dalai Lama and then Mongolia next year. I'm not writing at the moment but I am taking notes. The darkest hour is just before the dawn.

Thursday, June 07, 2012

Fairy Girl

Could the young reader who sent me an email a few weeks back regarding her belief in fairies, please write to me again. Unfortunately I read your email when travelling and the host email I was using - Horde - suddenly shows no emails whatsoever! Usually my emails read in Horde also appear in my regular email account but, alas, this has not happened. I think Horde wiped out what I read that day. So please don't think I am not interested in responding and do write to me again. Hopefully you will see this.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

In the Cave

Apologies for not blogging these days but I'm in a introverted phase. That means no wandering about Ireland or the world having adventures and meeting people; rather, it means deep reflection, meditation, and writing. For any of you coming new to the blog, do have a trawl through the older posts and archives. There's lots there and in my Book Blog too.

Friday, February 17, 2012

A Wyrd Dream

I was in a huge stadium, miles wide, with only a few other people. There was a long road running through the seats, disappearing into the distance, and I was on it. This was my road and I knew I had to go it alone. Then ahead of me, I saw it, in front of the barrier that separated one section of seats from another: a bird-man creature, tall and lithe, with brown and white feathers, stretching as he awoke. I felt a pang of terror, but I didn't turn back or run away.