The Crawley Irish Festival
First of all, what you’ve all been waiting for–the feis results. Okay, then, here you go: Primary Reel – 2nd Primary Light Jig – 1st Primary Slip Jig – 1st Primary Hop Jig – 2nd Primary Heavy Jig – 1st...
View ArticleFeis Report: First Kelley O’Boyle Open Feis
Well, it was pretty hectic, yet we seemed to wait around forever before it started! They had to wait for the U14 Preliminary Championship results to be read out so that my lot could start, seeing as...
View Article389 Incredibly Difficult Words … 111 Still To Go
Today, I wrote a grand total of 389 words, and they were incredibly hard to write. Not because I didn’t have enough words, but because I had too many. I am currently trying to write a synopsis of my...
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Free Books? Count Me In!
So the wonderful Miriam Forster (who is not only wonderful because she has the same name as me, although that does add several awesome points) has a book coming out at the beginning of February. I keep...
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Once, I was an Irish dancer…
There are two things I learned today: That voice you get in the back of your head that makes sarky comments whenever you’re doing something stupid or ill-advised? Mine sounds like Crowley from...
View ArticleCompetitive Soul-Selling
I’ve decided to enter some poetry competitions. I’ve always been nervous about entering competitions. Up to a point, that’s just my own insecurity: it seems pointless to submit a poem when the...
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Lost Potential and Abandoned Dreams
For those who aren’t aware, I used to be a competitive Irish dancer. (I’ve written about it before here. And here. And in other places. ) Maybe that’s a bit of an overstatement. I wasn’t the kind of...
View ArticleCompetitive Soul-Selling
I’ve decided to enter some poetry competitions. I’ve always been nervous about entering competitions. Up to a point, that’s just my own insecurity: it seems pointless to submit a poem when the...
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Lost Potential and Abandoned Dreams
For those who aren’t aware, I used to be a competitive Irish dancer. (I’ve written about it before here. And here. And in other places. ) Maybe that’s a bit of an overstatement. I wasn’t the kind of...
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