Piano Concerto

You were sitting by that complicated mass of strings and

Ivory polished chess of white and black

The dominating length of it.

Lost in a world of the words on the page,

There is no one but you.


And unbeknown 

to you, 

The surrounding mist,

The blinding fog, 

The deep haze of thought,

And this is it.  


We’re trapped.


You at one side, me at the other.

And I cannot see you anymore.

My feet are the roots that delve deep into the soil,

And if the world came crashing down,

I would remain embedded,

In that haze,

And listen.

– K.M.L. Quinn

An excerpt…

I was lying on a bed in the medical station. Naturally, I panicked – bear in mind that all I could remember was the night before – and so I screamed and kicked and punched the air, wanting, hoping to wake up. Then I heard the horse’s hooves. My eyes darted in the direction of the clipclop, towards the sound that took me to the utmost depths of fear. The faintest light was visible just outside the station. I stood up and walked towards it. I don’t know why I did. 

I went outside and there it was.

This is a section of a spooky short story I wrote called The Nighthorse. I decided to adapt it for screen a few years ago, because I love ghosts and other-worldly creatures, and and I was delighted that it was shortlisted for the Sir Peter Ustinov Television Scriptwriting Award. 

Blogiversary Post

Get those birthday candles out, because Three Bags of Sugar has been running for five whole years! I like to think of it as something that I will still use when I’m ninety-and-beyond, typing a up a new story just before I put on my trekking boots and head out with my big family of dogs (and yes, I will be doing that when I’m ninety, thank you very much). This blog is very much a part of me now, and I’m incredibly grateful to have it. 

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Culture Night and Disappear Here

Hi all,

Just a little update on Lady Death! I was delighted to hear that there will be two more screenings coming up this month, so catch them if you can:

Culture Night, Belfast (22 September 2017)

On one of the biggest cultural highlights of the year, Lady Death will be screened at the fantastic BeanBag cinema, at 5:30pm. Come along and join us, it’s going to be a blast!

Disappear Here Film Festival, Ballyliffin (22-24 September 2017)

Lady Death will also be screened at the first ever Disappear Here Film Festival in Ballyliffin, Donegal. Date and time to be confirmed, so keep an eye out on their Facebook page for more updates. It’s a beautiful spot for some movie-watching, so if you’re looking for a fun (and scenic) way to spend your weekend, this is the place to be.

A piece I wrote a lifetime ago. Hope you enjoy!

Celtic Cross

Lots of interconnected

Rings of folly light that glimmers

Just beyond Apollo

Where the Tiny Titians descend

Like Fionnula, Aodh, Fiachra and Conn,

Upon a cross of convoluted lines and swirls.

I was told it was made by faeries

Who danced in celebration upon

Buttercups and daises

At the notion of my presence,

And so they gathered their trinkets from the stars.

With a hammer and a petal they shaped its ridge

Its vertical height and horizontal partner that

Collide in battle

Ares rages like a foul unruly dead.

I was told it was a guardian

The symbol to keep me safe

And so it is a lifeline to depend.

Apollo in its ever glowing tide

And roars its lightened colour to the sand

Three centuries shall pass, around her Aiobh shall cast her light again.

Film Devour

Lady Death is on the go again! This time she’s heading to Film Devour. Many, many thanks to the lovely team at Film Devour for screening our film. I personally can’t wait to see it back in Belfast – back to where it all began.

Deadly details below. Come along (if you dare)…

Film Devour 23

Black Box, Belfast
Wedensday 5th July 2017
Doors 7:00pm
£5 door tax


Write to Refuge

I was very lucky to be asked to write a short story for Oxfam’s Write to Refuge last year. I have decided to post it up on my blog to advertise the upcoming event in Carnegie Library,  15 June at 7pm. There will be a reception with live readings as well as a photography exhibition that inspired each creative response.

I am very proud of this short story. Oxfam’s Write to Refuge is such an amazing cause that highlights the refugee crisis in a very creative and inspiring way. Had I not have taken part I would not be as aware and informed of the crisis as I am now. If you can make it down to this event I would highly recommend it. Read the story by clicking here!