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Father Ted and Me- Twenty Years

I learned this morning that Dermot Morgan (the Irish actor who played Father Ted) died twenty years ago today.

Back in the late 90’s I used to let my young kids watch Father Ted with me as a way to familiarise them with Irish humour, something that was a bit of a challenge as we’d moved to the other side of the world from Ireland and the possibilities of the internet were still in their infancy. To this day, they still make quips like “Careful now, Dad!”, “Down with that sort of thing” (usually when they dislike my cooking!) or “That would be an ecumenical matter” (when they’re losing an argument).

As a result, even twenty years later, like a lot of Irish people I still have a huge affection for Father Ted.

Suaimhneas síoraí duit, a Dermot Morgan. Somehow it’d seem a bit hypocritical to use the usual “Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam” (that you soul stands on Gd’s right side – the old Irish expression for ‘rest in peace’).

‘maith agat, Father Ted!

Apparently, I’m Getting Better

Apparently, I’m getting a bit better with this whole writing malarkey. Usually, my co-director/partner rolls her eyes when she gets asked to do the initial pre-final draft peer review. Today, she actually demanded the next chapter of LIATH LUACHRA: THE SWALLOWED,

Honestly! That is a good thing.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/38086182-liath-luachra—the-swallowed

Shortlist for the 2017 Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition

In summary, forty submissions were received for the  Irish Imbas: Celtic Mythology Short Story competition this year and the standard was far more diverse in terms of submission quality than for any of the previous competitions. As always, some submissions were of very high quality but quite a number this year really weren’t at a level quite ready for publication in that they needed significant review and editing. To be fair, this reflects the experience of the writers – some who are clearly at an early stage of their writing career. With some additional polish, there are some genuine gems there.

Again, this year, despite the changes to our criteria, we also received a number of what I’d call ‘ghost stories’ or ‘fantasy stories’ – stories that were actually very good but which related to issues and topics we don’t really deal with. That situation very much reflects one of the biggest problems Irish Imbas faces in trying to achieve its goals – the confusion of fantasy and mythology.

Most people have been raised with a kind of ‘Disneyfied’ understanding of what mythology’ is all about and commercial interests have been fostering that for the fantasy market for several decades. As a result, this isn’t a surprise but again we’ll have to change how we do things in the future to make that even clearer.

But enough of that. Here’s the short-list for the Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition 2017.

  • Homecoming by Damien J. Howard
  • Moireach by Donna Rutherford
  • The Ancient Ash by Margaret McCarthy
  • The Ford of The Fork by Will O’Siorain
  • The Shadow of the Crow by Jerry W. Vandal
  • The Quest of Oscar and Plor na mBan by Aoife Osborne

 

So What Happens Next?

Those authors who made the short-list will be looked at again for minor editing where needed before they’re sent onto the judges for final consideration. Four judges will then consider them (where I’ll have one vote out of the four). Last year, this had quite a big impact on the final outcome in that only three of the five stories I’d thought were going to be in the final publication actually made the final cut.

The winning authors and those being published in the final Celtic Mythology Collection will be announced around the beginning of March 2018.

Congratulations to all those who made the list and the best of luck. I’d also like to thank those of you who made the effort to submit but who didn’t make the shortlist. I can’t contact you all individually but several of you have excellent stories that I believe another publisher would snap up.

Maith agaibh!

Brian O’Sullivan

Public Art on the Irish West Coast

If you get over to Ireland’s west coast (or you’re already there!) you might want to check out some of the public art projects in Mayo. One of these – Tír Sáile – was Ireland’s largest public arts trail with fourteen separate sculptural emplacements set in specific sites along the north mayo coast. Originally conceived and implemented in in 1993 to coincide with the formal opening of the Céide Fields visitors’ centre (and the associated Mayo 5000 celebrations), the art trail starts in Killala and follows the coastal route around through Ballycastle, Belderrig and down to An Fód Dubh at the end of the Belmullet peninsula. Although there were originally 14 site-specific art installations, only eleven survive today (a number were decommissioned due to lack of maintenance).

Tír Sáile is actually a conceptually interesting project in that it involved the alignment of large structural artworks with some pretty rugged landscape and dramatic natural backdrops with the objective of producing sculptures that “added to rather than detracted from, their settings”. As part of this, one of the fundamental requirements was that only natural materials could be used to ensure the structure in sympathy with their surroundings.

Another aspect of the project was envisioning the utilisation of the old Irish tradition of meitheal where people in rural communities worked together with neighbours to bring in the hay or help out with some other urgent crop. Generally speaking, each farmer/property owner person would help out their neighbour in the knowledge that when they too needed help, that assistance would be reciprocated. This allowed communities to act as a team, build strong relationships and allow benefit to be shared for everyone.

Needless to say, as with all art projects Tír Sáile’s not all about art (Sheesh, really!). Part of the rationale for Tír Sáile (and no doubt part of the reason they managed to get so much public funding) was the justification that the structures and associated marketing would help draw people to that part of Ireland for tourism and local business development reasons. As usual however, when you mix two such different objectives, the results can be very hit and miss.

The success of the project will very much depend on a number of perspectives. From a commercial perspective (in terms of tourism and benefit to local businesses), it’s hard to know if the project was a success. The project was mixed (and overshadowed by) the success of Céide fields and, of course, Irish tourism marketing campaigns like the ‘Wild Atlantic Way’. No doubt there has been some financial evaluation of the project although with local government organisations, public art projects often tend to be ‘closed shop’ affairs, controlled by a certain number of people  with limited accountability and no meaningful consultation. In that respect, the ongoing planning corruption investigation carried out by the Irish Standards in Public Office Commission (SIPOC) doesn’t really inspire confidence.

From a personal perspective, the success of the various artistic installations will very much depend on personal taste. Some people loathe the installations, some people love them. Most people don’t actually seem to know about them (of the ten people I asked, maybe one had heard of them). From those structures I’ve seen (about five), I personally felt that some of the artworks worked whereas others really didn’t and, in this regard, it wasn’t really helped by the absence of any interpretive material (although given that these works are based one persons’s personal vision – not the public’s – I’m not sure how much this would help either).

Tonnta na mblianta was visually … meh. Tearmon na Gaoithe, set on a dramatic headland on Killala Bay, ironically seemed to have the aim of constricting that spectacular view to a single frame (which seems a bit daft). Other structures meanwhile like Court Henge seemed just seemed like a bad decision. The concept behind it (making a structure that looked like a court cairn) was apt but placing in its current location (by the Ballycastle Cottages) just seemed stupid.

Court Hence – poor positioning

 

Tonnta na mblianta – Meh!

Others will have a completely different view and that’s fine.

Another example of public art (again in north Mayo) is ‘The Crossing’ (a project funded by Mayo County Council, Fáilte Ireland and other stakeholders) which is a ráth-like structure around the blowhole at Dún Briste (Downpatrick Head).

 

The Crossing [Photo from North Mayo Art Trail]

I have to confess, this work really appealed to me and I liked the way it had been incorporated into the landscape but I did wonder why more of the rich local folklore hadn’t been incorporated. This became a bit clearer when I searched online and found the artist wasn’t a local at all but an American artist (Travis Price) associated with the Catholic University of America. His rationale behind the installation was explained as follows:

The Crossing evokes the struggle and the sublime slipstream between the mystical and the material, between cultural history and the eternal sacred.’

Hmmm. Right.

Have to admit my eyes glazed over there at ‘sublime slipstream’.

On a personal level, I’d hoped we’d grown out of that florid, wince-inducing language (‘mystical’, ‘spiritual’ etc) that foreigners tend to ascribe to Ireland and the Irish. It’s a bit sad to see local authorities in Mayo encouraging it on publicly-funded monuments.

Clearly, they weren’t using the meitheal approach!

Submission Titles for the Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition

It’s always fun to look through the titles of submissions for the Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition and this year has been no exception. Since we first started the competition (back in the Dark Ages of 2015), I’ve got into a routine of running through the title list without the author names attached just to see the kind of reaction the titles trigger.

A story title can often be extremely evocative but their interpretation, of course, is usually linked to the personal experience and background or the person reading them. As a result, what I’d read into a title would be very different to what another person would.

Despite the old saying, I’ve learned that these days you actually can judge a book by its cover – at least in terms of genre (except in those cases where you have an inept publisher). That doesn’t work with a story/book title, though. The gold standard for titles is to have something that’s evocative but which also gives you an accurate expectation of what you’re about to read. That’s quite a difficult skill to master.

These are the title that took my fancy from this year’s batch and the reasons why.

  • … Loves company – I thought this was a clever play on the expression ‘Misery loves Company’  and (I’m assuming) transforms it into something else entirely.
  • A Tune and a Magic Bicycle – Juxtaposition in a title always tends to make that title stronger, particularly where you mix the esoteric with the banal. I like this one
  • Away with the Fairies – Again a possible double meaning on the old expression used for people with dementia.
  • Fionn and the Banshee – Given my own special interest in the Fenian Cycle, this was always going to catch my eye. I’m intrigued to see how the author merges two such different cultural concepts.
  • Jimmy Macpherson’s Dream – On seeing this title I immediately thought of James MacPherson – a Scottish outlaw made famous by poet Robbie Burns. I have no idea if there’s a link or not.
  • Moireach – Interesting title. The word looks Irish in structure but it’s not one (a name?) I’m familiar with. Usually I run off to research the word when confronted by something like this but of course I won’t be doing this yet as I don’t want to spoil the story.
  • The Halloween Footballers – For some reason this just tickles me. I’m not quite sure why.
  • The Three Faces of Me – Again, I’ve imposed my own interpretation on this title based on my personal experience and background and have therefore assumed this has something to do with the triad system of Celtic/Gaelic belief. It’ll be interesting to see how completely wrong or right I was.

This year we ended up with a sharp decline in submissions compared to last year (from over seventy to thirty-five in this year’s slot).  I’m quite happy with this result as it means the additional clarification on criteria and entry requirements is working. Last year, we received at least 20 submissions which had absolutely nothing to do with mythology (some ghost stories, some stories vaguely related to Ireland and so on) despite the guidelines. We also received a large number of specific fantasy stories set in Ireland from authors that also seemed to have missed what we’re trying to do. It’s a bit distressing to receive these as we know people have made the effort of paying the $7 entry fee and yet they’re so completely off the mark, they can’t progress to the shortlist. This is particularly the case when you come across stories that are actually of excellent quality!

In any case, the 2017 submissions are currently undergoing an initial review to assess how many go through to the short-list. The results will be posted by the end of the month.

Thanks to all of you who’ve taken the time to submit.

 

PS: A note of apology is necessary for the delay in getting this post up. We’ve had a bit of a disastrous holiday period with yours truly managing to get himself baldy injured in a running accident and we’ve also suffered two separate IT malfunctions. Because of our regular back–up processes we haven’t lost any data but trying to find IT support to reboot our systems over the Christmas holidays (in New Zealand) has meant we’re about two weeks behind schedule. We should be back on track in the next few days.

The Mystery of the Bare-ass Dolmen Dancers

Back in the eighties in Ireland there was a famous ad going around from the Irish Development Authority (IDA), a government agency responsible for developing enterprise and attracting foreign investment. A component of one of their marketing campaigns, it consisted of a series of photos taken around some of our more famous prehistoric monuments (stone circles, passage graves, dolmens and so on). On this occasion though, those monuments were occupied by serious-looking Irish corporate types, standing around in business suits and looking about as comfortable as a funeral attendee in a clown costume.

The inference was pretty obvious of course. We’re the IDA! We are stable and dependable – just like the 2500+ year old prehistoric structures standing there in the background.

Needless to say, the IDA have long since been restructured and rebranded as ‘IDA Ireland’ which puts some of that arrogant hubris in perspective.

The IDA weren’t the only people drawn to the monoliths that dot the countryside, however. People have been visiting these monuments out of curiosity for centuries and to get a sense of perspective it’s good to remember that when the Celts first arrived in Ireland (sometime around 400-500 B.C.), those monoliths had already been standing for over a thousand years. It’s really no wonder the Celts were in such awe of them, an aspect I try to get across in my books (particularly the Fionn mac Cumhaill Series and the Liath Luachra Series).

Nowadays, Ireland makes a small fortune from cultural tourism associated with such sites, although such blatant commercial use would certainly have been frowned on until very recently. Up until the late-sixties or so, dolmens and standing stones were still very much localised features, respected and – in some cases – still feared due to the attribution of curses, hauntings and spirits from local folklore.

With the seventies and early eighties however, much of that reverence began to fade and in some cases a less … venerable approach to the monuments began to occur. Occasional complaints began to be heard about people (those feckin hippies!) dancing naked around some of the less-visited (but just as significant) monuments. Movies or television programmes would also throw up the old trope of “comely maidens dancing around a stone monument”. [Outlander anyone?’]

‘Dolmen Dancing’ was a throwaway term that I invented to reflect the societal change taking place over our generation with respect to the increased understanding of native history and the physical structures on our landscape associated with that. In a more practical sense of course, it also described what was actually happening as people got up front and personal with the monuments without fear of breaking any taboo. In fact, in some cases breaking taboos was actually the point.

My own, personal experience of Dolmen Dancing was up at the Poulnabrone Dolmen in Country Clare when I was part of a student group headed to Galway in a minibus for a sailing weekend. We ended up taking a slight detour to go and see the dolmen, arriving sometime in the early evening before it got too dark.

Given that we ‘d been drinking since noon, that we were in an isolated location without supervision and confronted by a famously revered monument … well, I’ll leave the rest up to your imagination. In my defence however, I will say however, that I am (of course) a fantastic dancer. No -one can compare after I’ve had a few scoops and my throwing of shapes on the dance floors of Cork is a matter of official record. I’m only sorry that my recall of the events at Poulnabrone is so hazy.

For years after the Domen Dancing incident, there were rumors floating around of compromising photos taken that day, stories in jest that invariably emerged after a fresh session of drinking. To be honest, no-one really believed them. Back in the late eighties, there weren’t any mobile phones – if they were, we didn’t have them. Cameras were also rare enough as they still took film and they were a pain to use after 3-4 pints. I did actually see three photos from that day but they weren’t exactly National Geographic material as the individual who took them had been just as steamed as the rest of us. One of the three he managed to take consisted of a close-up of his own foot (still wearing his boot), one was a picture of a section of rock that could have been anywhere in the country and the last was just a total blur. Needless to say, I wasn’t overly concerned.

Imagine my surprise earlier this year therefore, when I was browsing through a second-hand shop and came across a ripped magazine with the following images:

HOLY CRAP!
For a moment, I swear to God, my heart actually stopped. Even the haziness of the images seemed to fit my recollection of that particular day. I rummaged frantically through those ripped pages and it was only when I saw the photos had been taken by Robert Merrill (who?) that it finally dawned on me.
I wasn’t in them.

A bit more rummaging finally revealed the magazine’s cover.

So what the hell was the Arts in Ireland?
Who were the people dancing around Poulnabrone?

It took a bit of research work to find out what exactly was going on and it was only when I got home in September that I learned the Arts in Ireland magazine was a now defunct publication. Run in the seventies, it had been published by Charles Merill (the photographer) an American described online as a “self-made millionaire” and an “artist, gay activist and iconoclast”.

When living in Ireland, Charles had traveled to Poulonabrone in 73/74 and taken these photos (God knows with who but at least it wasn’t me!) and subsequently included them with a short written piece in a literary supplement of the 4th edition of The Arts in Ireland.

I read the associated piece by Merrill and, to be honest, it was quite surreal and typical of the romanticised spiritual tosh often written about Ireland during the 70s/80s by people from overseas. Essentially, it involves a story where he sees Isadora Duncan (an American dancer most famous for dying when her scarf got entangled in the wheel of a car – honestly, you couldn’t make this stuff up!) at Poulnabrone. Isadora talks a stream of nonsense about her Irish background (er….) and leaves Merill a message that “Ireland could become a cultural center in the world in the next few years.”

So there you go. All a bit surreal but the mystery was solved and, more importantly, my ass was – literally – out of the picture.

To be honest, I am a bit miffed by the discovery. Back in the late eighties, I’m sure I must have been all gung-ho and imagined I was doing something outrageously original. Now, of course, its clear someone else had already done it a decade earlier (and probably many others before that).

Either way, you’ll also be delighted to learn that the National Monuments Service have taken past intrusions of Poulnabrone seriously and have since installed a high-tech security perimeter around it. Here’s a picture of me studying it carefully with the son last year, while reliving old glory days! After careful assessment, I came to the conclusion that there was no way I could possibly have overcome such an obstacle.
Well done, the NMS!

Next time you visit Poulnabrone I hope you think of me and Charles Merrill!

Congratulations and well done, Mr De Luca.

Note: This article was first published in Vóg, our monthly newsletter in Nov 2017.


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Self-Beauty in Glendalough

This year, I managed to sneak a quick visit to one of my favourite sites back in Ireland, the beautiful valley of Gleann Dá Loch (Valley of Two lakes), anglicized as Glendalough.

The valley’s always been inhabited although, given the spiel at the local visitor centres and tourist offices, you’d be forgiven for thinking life didn’t exist there until the sixth century when a Christian monastic-style settlement was founded by St. Kevin. Following a particular Christian belief system based around strict reflection and meditation, St. Kevin chose Gleann Dá Loch not only for it’s beauty but for its isolated location. The site would almost certainly have had some tribal importance as well but its isolation certainly made it perfect for the monks to live a quiet life of spiritual reflection.

Over a hundred years later, St Kevin must have been spinning in his grave for by the middle of the seventh century, Glendalough was an enormous and very wealthy monastery. By the eight century, the monastery is believed to have employed almost 1000 laypeople.

In some ways, Glendalough success was also its undoing. As a rich site, it was ripe for plundering and between 775 and 1095 it was raided numerous times, not only by Vikings but by local tribes. Generally each time it was raided, the buildings were set alight which is why you won’t find anything there today that dates from before the 10th century. By the time, English forces left it in ruins (1398), the dioceses of Glendalough and Dublin had also been united which meant that from that point onwards, its political and ecclesiastical status were also substantially eroded. By the 18th and 19th century, the site was a religious backwater, famous only for the raucous celebrations held on the 3rd of June (St Kevin’s Day) and otherwise ignored.

I was a bit blown away when I got to Gleann Dá Loch. It had probably been at least twelve years or more since I’d last visited (and even then the place was heaving) but I was genuinely gobsmacked by the sheer volume of buses dumping people off to be flushed through the visitor centre, the monastery, the lakes and of course the tourist shops. The tourism turnover at Glendalough is clearly a well-oiled machine.

Having seen the ruins and the visitor centre years ago, I bypassed all of that, making a dash to escape two busloads of westerners in orange, Oriental style ‘monk’ suits (I was tempted but I didn’t ask!). I was hoping to get to the lake ahead of them and have a minute or two by myself but instead I found it was already occupied by several Asian couples. That didn’t particularly bother me but I was struck by the huge number of them taking selfies with the lake as a backdrop.

It was only as I was walking around the Wicklow hills later that day that I began to understand the significance of what I’d seen. Gleann Dá Loch, like all beautiful scenic spots has always attracted seasonal tourists. That’s no biggie. It’s a simple fact of life and you can always enjoy it’s beauty more selfishly outside the tourist period.

No, I think what had really startled me was the selfies. One hundred years ago, fifty years ago and even twenty years ago, when tourists went to see a famous site of immense beauty they tried to capture that beauty by taking photographs so that they could look on it and enjoy it in years to come. Nowadays, when tourists go to a beauty spot, photographic memories are cheap and instantly downloadable online. As a result, they take photographs of themselves at the tourist spot.

It’s an interesting variant but I’m still not entirely sure what it means or even what it says about us as a species.

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What Comes Next: Update On Production

It’s been a while since I provided an update about what we’re working on here at present (apart from the monthly updates in Vóg, of course).

Despite two months of frantic activity and very ink-stained hands, very little is actually visible in terms of material release. If you’re a regular reader however, you’ll probably know we generally have about ten different projects on the go at any one time, some with higher priority than others (and constantly shifting in response to circumstances). At this stage, the main focus is on the following:

Liath Luachra II:
I’m currently working on Chapter 5 of this and going hell for leather to have a very rough first draft completed by Christmas. Stylistically, this is probably going to be more commercial than my other works as it veers away from the established Fenian Cycle and mythological cannon and more into fantasy territory. That said, like most of my other books, I doubt this is ever going to be a mainstream, mass-market bestseller. I have my niche and I’m comfortable there.

The books is a ‘stand alone’ although it does follow on from the events in Liath Luachra: The Grey One. A number of characters from that book turn up in this one as well.

Project Scéalta
I hadn’t actually expected to get anything done on this before Christmas but ended up spending a full week on it earlier this month. Hoping to release this towards the end of next year. I’m VERY excited abut this one.

Celtic Mythology Collection 3
The current Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition launched in September and we’ve had a few submissions dribbling in since then – less than 10 at this stage – but given that the deadline is December, that’s not unusual. We’re also finalizing the cover and the judges for that. I’m hoping to be able to share the cover sometime in the next month or so.

Project Bán
This project – a non fiction one – has been on the go for over two years and progressing very slowly. Essentially, it’s a practical field guide to Irish mythology and we hope to get it out sometime next year. Based on a ‘white paper’ that I was working on, it simply became too complex to put it out in that form.

I guess, now that I look at it, just thinking of all the work ahead would probably be exhausting if it wasn’t so personally rewarding.

Irish Fantasy Friday: 20 Oct 2017

A weekly update of Irish fantasy-related news – from an Irish perspective!

Dominated by GoT and Star Wars today!!

  • Liam-Cunningham says Game of Thrones stars are not making millions [Aaah, c’mon Liam!] (Irish Independent)
  • Impressive independent GoT Short Film (The White Wolf) by two Belfast men: (Irish News)
  • Go mbeidh an fórsa leat! — May the force be with you! Report on Star Wars VIII filming in Ireland (Ireland.com)
  • Kerry Independent TD reckons there’s more money to be milked from Star Wars VIII (Irish Independent)
  • And just in case you’re one of the few people who didn’t see the Skellig Islands Tourism Feature Star Wars VIII Trailer (YouTube)
  • Gaelcon 29 is happening next weekend: 27-30 October (Gaelcon)

Feel free to submit appropriate (i.e. relevant) posts for inclusion.

Irish Fantasy Friday: 13 Oct 2017

A weekly update of Irish fantasy-related news – from an Irish perspective!

  1. David Freyne’s The Cured wins ‘Best Horror Feature’ at the Fantastic Fest, America’s largest genre film festival (IFTN)
  2. Liam Cunningham insists he doesn’t when the last Game of Thrones episode goes to air (ah, c’mon Liam!!) (UPI)
  3. A Fantasy Map of Ireland stirs up more strife and argument than a Games of Thrones episode [Reddit and Poliics – a match made in heaven!] (Reddit)
  4. Derek Landy (of Skullduggery Pleasant fame) tries his hand at graphic novels with Secret Empire: Uprising (Bleeding Cool)
  5. Dublin’s Brown Bag Films working with Disney on Vampirina (RTE)

Feel free to submit appropriate (i.e. relevant) posts for inclusion.

Liath Luachra: The Pursuit

Ireland: 189 A.D.
A pursuit across the Great Wild to rescue an abducted woman leads to bloody complication for the woman warrior Liath Luachra.

Previous reviewers comments on the character Liath Luachra:

“The thinking woman’s warrior”

“A female heroine who is commanding and fascinating.”

“Liath Luachra, the troubled and withdrawn woman warrior, has always been one of the best things about the (Fionn mac Cumhaill) series and O’Sullivan does a tremendous job relating the events of her early life, presenting her as a much more vulnerable character – although just as resilient.”

“An intriguing female protagonist unlike any I’ve come across before. Intelligent and competent, she’s also tragically damaged and vulnerable and yet somehow manages to cling to her fragile moral core.”

Irish Fantasy Friday

With the 2017 Octocon kicking off this weekend, we decided it’d be timely for an update on Irish fantasy-related stories.

  1. An interesting insight to the ‘extras’ casting call process for Vikings: Season 6, much of which is shot in Ireland (Project Casting )
  2. The trailer for Vikings: Season 6 – just a little bit of mayhem! (Youtube)
  3. The search on for an Irish boy to play the lead role in the upcoming movie adaptation of Eoin Colfer’s fantasy novel Artemis Fowl (RTE)
  4. With Game of Thrones’ Littlefinger now kicking up the daisies, Aidan Gillen plays the title role in controversial Irish comedian Dave Allen’s life story (Telegraph)
  5. Fairfield University screening its 10th annual movie series of “The Irish in Film” (Hartford Courant) – (beware annoying pop-ups)
  6. The ‘Dark Hedges’ Preservation Trust set up to protect the tree-lined avenue made famous in Game of Thrones being probed (Irish News)
  7. And of course …. Octocon

Getting Lost with the Ancient Hillfort Atlas

Earlier this year, a database entitled The Atlas of Hillforts of Great Britain and Ireland was made available online but, unfortunately, this wasn’t without some controversy. In particular, a lot of people were unhappy with the term ‘hillfort’ because it’s quite an inaccurate term to use for many of the sites identified in the Atlas, most of which were believed to have a ritualistic/social nature rather than a military/defence one.

Funded though through the British Arts and Humanities Research Council (AHRC), the Atlas was established through a project facilitated by University College Cork, the University of Edinburgh and the University of Oxford. The information gathered for it was collected by over a hundred volunteers who visited the sites and input the data gathered. Over time, the plan is to allow the Atlas to be updated by volunteers who upload their own images and text.

Like most projects there are pros and cons with the ‘Hillfort Atlas/Database’. The ‘pro’ is that it identifies where many ancient sites are located and by making this information available online, it encourages people to go and interact with them – certainly a positive outcome.

The ‘con’ is that although the ancient sites are identified, there’s very little information provided on the site and much of that (from the database title down) is misleading and encourages misinterpretation. In addition, there very little actual data available on the website apart from the locations, a minimal explanation of hillforts, and links to a few related (university) books.

Essentially, the Atlas project team seem to be saying

“Look, here’s a map of old sites we’re generically going to call “hillforts” – even if they’re not. Also, here’s a list of books you might like to read if you want to try and make sense of it. Good luck with all that!”

Generally speaking, therefore, the Atlas is all a bit of a half-assed job and one gets the impression the universities only carried it out to obtain some easy funding from the AHRC or as a cheap publicity gimmick. From the final product, there certainly doesn’t appear to have been any attempt to:

  • define the project in a way that would assemble some meaningful data
  • analyse and present that information to the public in a way that might actually have been useful

The Hillfort Atlas itself can be found here: The Atlas

Good luck. You’ll probably need it.

LIATH LUACHRA : THE PURSUIT being released tomorrow (or… today)

LIATH LUACHRA : THE PURSUIT

Depending on which side of the planet you’re on, the short story LIATH LUACHRA : THE PURSUIT is due for release tomorrow.

Or,… er, the day after.

This follows the adventures of the character best described as “The thinking woman’s warrior!”

The Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition – Three Years on

When we set up the first Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition back in 2015, we were pretty clear with respect to our overall goal: improving the appreciation and comprehension of Gaelic/Celtic mythology. At the time, merging that goal with the ability to increase the visibility of new authors seemed like a win-win situation and, to be honest, it still is.

That said, over the last three years we’ve learned a lot, not only about producing collections with other writers, but also around the whole concept of ‘Celtic’ and ‘Mythology’ – two words which still tend to be completely misunderstood. That’s helped our conceptual thinking on culture in more ways than I can succinctly describe here.

The third Irish Imbas: Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition has now been officially launched but there are a few changes which I’ve summarised below.

Updated Judging Process:
Last year was an eye-opener for me personally as a result of taking a much more back-seat approach to the final judging process. Having gone through the initial short-list, I was pretty clear in my head as to who the winners were going to be, so imagine my surprise when the other judges came up with something different. After the votes were counted, one story I was convinced should have been in the final collection no longer was (although to be fair all the others were, albeit in a different order). Either way, that experience really opened my eyes and to avoid bias we’re going to continue the judging process in that vein.

One shortcoming with last year’s judging process was the ratio of 3:1 males to females. I had the sense this also impacted on the final outcomes so this year we’re bringing one more female judge on board.

Updated Criteria:
If you look carefully you’ll see that we’ve amended the second criterion slightly. This now reads:

  • Any Celtic folklore or mythological reference used should be culturally accurate (for example; no dedicated pantheon of Irish Gods, no werewolves, vampires or other elements that don’t fit with the established mythology of ‘Celtic’ countries

Over the course of last year’s competition, we received a number of submissions that were really good (REALLY good) but which didn’t make the shortlist as they didn’t align with objective of the series: mythology. That was a real shame. Some of the stories were excellent but you could tell the authors hadn’t read (or possibly misunderstood) the criteria and were submitting pure fantasy as opposed to mythology-related narratives. The change is minor but we’re hoping It’ll help clarify things.

Last year’s Feedback Pilot
Last year, we also decided to trial a pilot offering the possibility of feedback (from the judges/editor) to those authors whose stories didn’t make the final Celtic Mythology Collection. Having gone through several competitions ourselves, we know what it’s like to have work rejected and this was intended as a way of giving something back to those who’d made the effort of participating.

To be honest, this was something of a failure. Because of unexpected workloads last year, I was able to provide feedback on only two of the submissions (out of the 12 requests) received so apologies to those of you who never heard back. This year, our workload is already shaping up to be substantial so we’re not going to attempt it again as we know there simply won’t be enough time.

Digital Copy to go Exclusive to Amazon
This is something we’ve ‘hummed and hawed’ about for several months but, in the end, we’ve decided to publish the next collection in the series through KDP Select (i.e. exclusive to Amazon – at least for the first three months). There are a number of different reasons for this but the main ones are:

  • The administration for a ‘free’ book has turned out to be surprisingly complex across the different ebook store platforms. Under the current process, you can never really be certain if the main one (Amazon) is going to release it as ‘free’ or not. That creates enormous problems with respect to book launches and other events for ongoing visibility. Going through KDP Select avoids that.
  • Most of the people with an interest in the digital collection tend to be based on Amazon. There are readers who receive the books on other platforms (Apple, Nook etc.) via Smashwords but due to problems with this distributor last year we’re loathe to go through them again (we’ve since used a different distributor for the second collection in the series).

The main advantage from our perspective with this approach is that it’ll reduce the amount of administration time we need to input and free us up to work on our other projects, which – looking ahead – are going to be substantial. Once the initial three months exclusivity is done we’ll review the situation.

The first two collections will continue as they are unless something changes.

The Irish Imbas: Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition 2017 is now open

Irish Imbas Books are pleased to announce the launch of the Irish Imbas: Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition 2017.

This is the third of these annual competitions and digital copies of the previous collections can be obtained free from the Irish Imbas Bookshop or from all good ebook stores.

Submissions will be accepted from midnight 2 September 2017 to midnight 10 December 2017.

First prize consists of 500 and story published in Irish Imbas Celtic Mythology Collection
Second Prize: $250 and story published in Irish Imbas Celtic Mythology Collection
Third Prize: $100 and story published in Irish Imbas Celtic Mythology Collection

Full details can be found at Irish Imbas: Celtic Mythology Short Story Competition 2018.

A further post clarifying minor changes to the competition and giving further context will go up on this site tomorrow.

Go raibh míle maith agaibh!

Strange Days in Barcelona

People are weird.

Three days ago, a bunch of mindless individuals, mostly kids between the age of 17 and 22, attacked the city of Barcelona. Zealous and driven, it’s obvious their chains were being yanked by some manipulative figure in the shadows, nevertheless, one of them mounted a van onto the pedestrian walkway at La Rambla (not an easy thing) and intentionally ploughed south-west for 500 metres, mowing complete strangers down without any hesitation. I’ve tried to imagine what absence of compassion or empathy it must have taken to cut though human beings like that, cutting them down like chaff and still ploughing on regardless. I genuinely can’t understand the state of the fucked-up mind that could actually do that.

On the day of the attack, my partner and I were in a museum about 50-100 metres from where it actually took placed. We were hurried out by concerned staff who advised us to rush back to our apartment and stay there. On the way, we were passed by a large number of people scuttling past, suitcases click-clacking noisily on the pavement behind them. Many of the hotels near La Rambla had been evacuated and they were rushing to find accommodation.

We were very lucky. Our presence in the museum had shielded us completely from the event so when we emerged about an hour later we’d already missed all the panic, the terrified survivors, the wounded and the traumatised. By the time we’d headed back into the alleyways of the Old Quarter, it was eerily subdued. People were clustered in tight groups around televisions and radios and no-one really knew what was going on. Overhead a pair of helicopters droned noisily past, the heavy sound of the rotors reverberating through the narrow streets and drowning the sound of other sirens. They didn’t leave until well after dark.

Back at the flat, I sent out a facebook post and a tweet to inform people that we were all right. After a number of severe earthquakes in New Zealand, we know not to use phones after a disaster or an emergency as the system quickly becomes overloaded and inoperable – a real hindrance for the professionals trying to help. In my tweet, I mistakenly claimed we were 500m from the area where the attack had happened (I was thinking in feet) but I didn’t bother correcting it in case my family and friends saw it and panicked. Despite all this, the phone was ringing hot for hours afterwards.
The next day at the central Placa del Catalunya, people turned out in huge numbers to protest at what had happened. It was weird – people were incredibly angry at the pointless violence, the complete absence of a credible motive for killing innocents that included children- but there was no-one they could direct that anger at, vent their outrage at. Later when ISIS made their announcement that this had all been part of some cunning plan, it was treated with immense scorn and contempt.

Despite the atrocity that had just happened however, the city just seemed to continue on regardless. Over the following days, people were certainly more cautious and glued to social media but the fact that the Catalan police had arrested a number of suspects and killed five others at Cambrils reassured everyone. It also offered at least some sense that justice had been carried out, particularly when it was learned that an even worse attack had probably been averted.

I had heard that a single cop shot four of the five dead suspect terrorists – which makes you wonder about things like ‘justice’ and ‘due process’. I don’t know if it’s actually true or not but I can understand now how violence could cause further violence. If it is true although there’s no way I’d condone such an action, given the ongoing rawness at the atrocity carried out, I’d also truly struggle to condemn it.

It’s the fourth day now since the attack and this morning was the first time I returned to La Rambla, making my way up the route from the sea to Placa del Catalunya. It was early but crowds had already gathered around the different temporary shrines where notes, messages, candles toys and flowers had been arranged. I saw several notes in English, one from someone called Conor saying “Barcelona, Canada stands with you.”

It’s the kind of thing I’d normally find mawkish and saccharine and distressingly helpless but this morning there seemed no doubt to the sincerity behind it and I felt its impact more than anything else I’ve seen since I’ve been here.

A Dead Queen and Stones on a Sacred Hill (Irish Mythology)

Heading north in County Sligo, the outline of Knocknarea is clearly visible in the distance. The origin of the hill’s Irish name has been lost to time but there’s no shortage of suggestions, varying from Cnoc na Rí (hill of kings – my preferred option) to Cnoc na Ré (hill of the ages, or possibly, moon) to many others.

Like most of the Sligo mountains and hills, Knocknarea has a cairn (an enormous mound of loose stones dating back at least 2500-3000 years that usually conceals a passage-grave beneath) which is also very visible and is probably one of the biggest in the country.

In Irish, this particular cairn is called Meascán Méabha, which roughly translates to ‘Méabh’s Lump’ and it relates of course to Méabh Leathdearg or Méabh of Connacht (anglicized needlessly to Maeve) who played such an important role in the great Irish epic Táin Bó Cúailnge (The Cattle Raid of Cooley). According to the remaining literature, when she died Méabh was buried upright at that site so that she could face her Ulster-based enemies.

That’s all a bit of a fanciful conceit of course, given that Méabh was originally a land goddess (a representation of Mother Earth) transformed into a human personage over the ages. Needless to say, a lot of people continue to take the Táin Bó Cúailnge literally however, and hence get a bit excited when they come to Sligo and visit it. They also tend to get a bit outraged when they learn that the cairn has never been excavated until you point out there are literally tons of cairns all over the locality and given the unlikelihood of Méabh actually being buried there, it makes more sense to focus limited national archaeological resources elsewhere.

Undeterred in their conviction that this is the final resting place of some famous queen, some of them are driven to continue uphill to gather cairn stones as souvenirs which they then carry away with them.

To the point that it’s now becoming something of a conservation issue.

It’s often part of the human condition that we can’t just look at and respect what’s directly in front of us. Driven to interfere and meddle, we often end up destroying the very thing we love. Fortunately, there are still plenty more stones on the cairn but if people keep nicking them, it’ll eventually end up being unintentionally excavated far sooner than expected.