Playing with pictures

Photo Moments

I made a thing.

The base image came free from Dreamstime.com and I thought it fitted with the quote from The Treachery of Beautiful Things. I’m using Paint.net, which isn’t too difficult to pick up. Takes a little bit of trial and error but it’s intuitive enough (or at least I could make it work so that’s a good advert for it). I haven’t played with images for a while but I’ll have to try and do a few more soon. They’re fun.

A day off, a day out

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We were back in Marlay Park yesterday in search of the fairy tree. Spring has well and truly arrived and the fairies appear to have been hard at work expanding their treetop fortress. Last week I finished the first draft on a new WIP, a timeslip story which is making me squee quite a bit (it also accounts for my uncharacteristic quietness). So I needed some down time and a day in the park is the perfect thing. I recently came across a new word (new to me) – a Nemophilist – One who is fond of forest or forest scenery; a haunter of the woods. So I have a word for me now! I’m hoping this down time will last for a short while. I have lots of books to read, some things to crit and some crits to wait for. In the meantime, here are some photos from yesterday.

 

Another lovely video review & what I did at the weekend…

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Can you tell I’m liking the video reviews? You guys are awesome!

Thanks you so much and I’m so glad you both enjoyed, and “got” the story I wanted to tell.

In other news Epic Con 5, which I attended this weekend as a guest was wonderful fun. Myself, Celine Kiernan, Peadar Ó Guilín and Deirdre Thornton talked about all sorts of things — from editors to superheroes, from getting published in/from Ireland to Irish mythology. And we mostly stuck to the topics. Mostly…

Hope everyone had as much fun as I did. Thanks to all the organizers and attendees.

And on Friday night was the Pen Ireland dinner, which was fabulous in so many ways. I got to meet lovely people and hang out in swish surroundings wearing a posh frock. What more could I want?

So now it’s back to life, back to reality, and back to the writer’s cave…

Breaking cover

EpicCon, Octocon, reviews

Shhh, I am not really here. I am working very hard. I promise.

But I had to post about this super review for The Treachery of Beautiful Things which I came across this morning from Beauty, Books & Ramblings. It comes in both Spoiler free and Spoiler-ific varieties so you can take you pick, but go and look. I particularly like

The pros: Beautifully written, incredibly
imaginative storyline, flawless world building
The cons: Honestly cannot think of any!
Rating: 5/5
Recommend? Oh my goodness yes!

and of course

With beautiful world-building, fascinating characters, and ancient lore intricately and flawlessly woven into the story, The Treachery of Beautiful Things is without a doubt one of the best books I have ever read

I will look at it sparkle all day and smile.

In other news – I will be at Epic-Con in Maynooth on the 23rd & 24th of February, and of course at Octocon in October. I hope to be in some other places too.

I have no other news. The Ninja puppy and the Patchwork Cat continue their covert war of attrition.

And I am writing. Something new. I think. Look, there was this plot bunny, sitting there all on its own. It was so pretty. So I went over to it. AND A WHOLE MOB OF PLOT BUNNIES ATTACKED ME!

It’s so shiny and new though. SO SHINY.

Back under cover I go. Talk soon.

Off with the Mummers

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So… on Sunday, the last day of our Christmas Holidays, which was also Nollaig na mBan, as a treat primarily for me I think, we went to Collin’s Barracks, part of the National Museum of Ireland to see The Armagh Rhymers perform a Mummer’s Play.
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Mumming is a traditional part of the winter holidays which, it is believed, dates back thousands of years in Ireland. There’s music and story telling, and people in masks. Amazing basketwork masks in this case.

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