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  • Blood Horses,
  • Beneath The Ice,
  • Snakeskin Stilettos,
  • The Horse's Nest,
  • Miracle Fruit,
  • Selected Poems,
  • The Goose Tree

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Poet, creative writing facilitator, editor. Experienced mentor for those working towards a first collection. My publishers are Lagan Press, Belfast and Liberties Press, Dublin, who published my Selected Poems in 2012, The Goose Tree in June 2014. Blood Horses was published in 2018 from Caesura Press and a new collection, Carnivorous is forthcoming from Doire Press Spring 2019

Wednesday, 22 June 2016

Time is a strange thing

When the children were young and I was younger than I am now, I was always busy and yet there was always time to write - late at night or in intense bits of 'time out' of the usual run of things. Now that in theory I have a lot more time and I am a lot less busy, it feels as if there is hardly any time to write. Yet I feel the pressure of time getting shorter, of the probability of there not being a lot of time left.
Maybe it is energy I'm missing - or a sense of purpose? Or perhaps I just spend too much of my time on Facebook.
Whatever - I'm looking forward to taking some unpaid leave over the summer and not having the pressures of work. Having more time . Hopefully doing some serious reading and some writing. Alongside having a few more lie-ins, pottering in the garden, doing a bit of travelling and generally enjoying myself of course. Hope there is time for all of it!


  1. I only work ten hours a week, Moyra, and I never seem to achieve very much. I should be painting and writing and the garden's a mess. I think you're correct about Facebook eating up time. I'm going to make a concerted effort to allocate a limited amount of time to check in(I can hear my husband snort with disbelief as I type this) I think a time management plan is the solution ... just don't know if I've got the time to do it!

    Enjoy your summer. :)


  2. Thanks Marion - my granny used to say that time went more quickly as you got older and I used to think what nonsense that was - how could time go more quickly when it was a measured thing? Now I know exactly what she meant!