Masthead and all the other great pictures are by Alan 'Baggelboy' Rogerson.
My second collection of poetry, Songs from the Blue River, is out now. It’s a collection which gives voice to oak trees, earthworms, starlings, salmon, lakes and glaciers; and a few humans too. Find out more.
A conversation with Sharon Blackie
Film & Audio |
11 August 2018A conversation with writer and mythologist Sharon Blackie about place, belonging, not belonging, writing and strange old stories. The Hedge School Podcast: Paul Kingsnorth
1 August 2018A contribution to the Dark Mountain essay series Rewilding the novel. Baby, if you wanna be wild, You’ve got a lot to learn. – Bruce Springsteen, Candy’s Room I am 20,000 words into my novel and something is missing. Perhaps not missing; perhaps not quite birthed. Some edge remains unstropped, something waits to be…
Short stories |
24 June 2018There were four people in the church for morning prayer. Four people, all over sixty. One of them asleep. I always applaud the vicar, at the end. Every church I go to, I applaud the vicar. Sometimes I approach him afterwards and I say, it’s a hard job you have, vicar. Somebody should tell them,…
A Storm Blown from Paradise
8 June 2018You can hear a podcast of me reading this essay over at Emergence. Not far from where I live in the west of Ireland is the former home of the country’s greatest modern poet, William Butler Yeats. Thoor Ballylee, an old Norman tower attached to a low thatched cottage, is set in a quiet river…
17 March 2018I’ll put up my hands and make an admission: I don’t read many contemporary novels. Most of them seem, well, too contemporary. For a long time, much ‘literary’ fiction has skated along the surface of modern urban life, engaging with the ‘interiority’ of the middle class mind and whatever cultural brouhaha is currently in fashion…
9 November 2017In November 2017, the Los Angeles Review of Books published a review of my essay collection by Jennifer Peterson, an American academic. I thought the review was unfair (not to mention obtusely post-modern and over-reliant on predictably fashionable deconstructionist ‘theory’) and wrote in to say so. A ‘debate’ ensued. This is it. Is it ever…