We craft and tell stories because we’ve stood on the uncertain edge between the waking world and our imagination, between enchantment and fear. And we remember other stories that help us build our own stories, scraps of lumber and fragments of narrative we gather together to make stories for ourselves.
The Feast of the Resurrection And when Brendan had stopped there through Christmas and for Little Christmas, he bade good-bye to the Abbot and the brothers and went back to the ship with his people.…Continue Reading
Jasconye the Fish Then they went into the ship again and it was driven by storms till they saw before them another little island, and the brothers went to land on it but Brendan stopped…Continue Reading
I am delighted to announce the release of our inaugural issue, Wonder Voyages. It is available for purchase through our online store, in print and digital formats. As an editor, I couldn’t be more pleased…Continue Reading
His Vision of the Land of Promise It is a monk going through hardship Blessed Brendan was, that was born in Ciarraige Luachra of a good father and mother. It was on Slieve Daidche beside…Continue Reading
[Editor’s Note: As part of the release of our first issue, folktale editor Katherine Langrish presents the Voyage of St Brendan, in Lady Gregory’s translation. Below she gives us the background to the tale. The…Continue Reading
Today is Robert Louis Stevenson’s 162nd birthday. Perhaps not coincidentally, it’s also the First Annual Robert Louis Stevenson Day. Now, whether Stevenson Day will ever dethrone the haggis fuelled revelry of Burns Night remains to…Continue Reading
Reposted from Seven Miles of Steel Thistles. “Witch” is not a neutral word. In popular usage, even in this day and age, calling a woman a ‘witch’ is never complimentary – but neither
