Jim Thorpe Independent Film Festival

I was absolutely delighted to find out that Lady Death had made the official selection for the first  annual Jim Thorpe Independent Film Festival in the beautiful town of Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania. So, if you happen to be in that picturesque part of the world, then come along! It’ll be screened on Friday, June 9th at 2pm at the beautiful Mauch Chunk Opera House. Also, for more info on the festival, check out there website.

(I’m aware I used the word “beautiful” a lot in this blog post… but seriously, google the festival and the town, then you’ll understand. You’ll understand…)

Writing Showcase

My Newry writing group have a showcase coming up in June. I think it’s important that, with the end of every big writing year, everyone gets the opportunity to show off their work. It gives us, as a group, the opportunity to come together to celebrate their achievements, as well as offer a taster of what’s to come.

If you find yourself in the Newry area, then come to Bellini’s on Saturday 3 June. There is this vast misconception that writing is a very isolated career (or hobby, whatever category you happen to fall into), but that belief is so far from the truth. We’re a very social bunch. Any excuse for a party, really.

New short story online!

Apart from an exciting new addition to my blog (to be announced soon), I am going to take a temporary hiatus from short story and flash fiction writing, just so I can get some serious work done. So, as a little treat, I thought I’d post up another short I wrote a while ago, called “The Box”.  Read it by clicking here.

PARENTAL WARNING: It contains adult themes, so I don’t want to see any little eyes reading it. Reach for a Roald Dahl book instead.


Lady Death Screenings

Lady Death was screened at the Belfast Film Festival. Thanks so much to all who came along! We had a blast. For me, it was great to see it on the big screen for the first time. Months of late nights, constant emails (the occasional curveball) and endless cups of tea have paid off.

NEXT SCREENING: Lady Death will be next screened at Glór, Co. Clare on the 25th of April. If you happen to be hanging around the West of Ireland, please go and check it out. I, Daniel Blake is on directly after, so it’s definitely value for money! To book ticks visit the Glór website. 

Go read a children’s book!

A monster calls blog postI recently went to see A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness. Being one of my favourite novels, I was incredibly excited to see this adaptation on screen. I wasn’t disappointed; this film was brilliantly written, directed and produced, with some fabulous performances that brought the characters to life. I was eager to read the reviews after I had seen it (I’m aware it’s been released for some time, but I do lock myself in a work-bubble), and I was surprised to see that some reviewers were unsure of who the film was aimed at, with some even saying it wasn’t a film for children. I can understand parents’ concern; the subject matter of a child coming to terms with his mother’s terminal illness is most certainly not one to be taken lightly. Also, the Monster is a scary beast, who at times, approaches Conor in a quasi-King Kong, crazy-eyed, and generally terrifying way.

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New article available online!


I wrote an article for Into Film, encouraging young people to get into screenwriting.  You can check it out here. So if you know, or have, any young eager minds out there who want to write the next big movie, then tell them to check this out! I would also recommend exploring the Into Film website. It’s bursting with loads of helpful hints and tips on becoming a filmmaker, with plenty of competitions and opportunities too. I was delighted they asked me to write this article, because they’re in my opinion, one of the best organisations out there! Have fun kids, go make some films.



North West Words


I am very lucky to be taking part in this event. North West Words do an amazing job of promoting  arts in the North West of Ireland, so I’m very excited to meet everyone involved. If you’re in Donegal and  fancy some cake (and a story or two) come along! It’s going to be held in Café Florence, Letterkenny, Thursday 26th January at 8pm.


2016 round up!

Apologies for my long absence from the world of the internet. I had a busy couple of months, so I’m hoping you will forgive me. Here’s a roundup of all things writing:

The Belfast Comedy Writers Showcase


I had a fantastic time at the Comedy Writers Showcase in November! Massive well done to all the actors involved. A special thank you to Grand Scheme Media and Belfast Comedy Writers for making it all possible. The full version was then read at the Garrick bar, shortly after. I was (and still am) very grateful for the support I was given. Nothing like a good laugh to finish off 2016 (which, to be honest, was needed).

Oxfam Write to Refuge



I was delighted to be asked to be apart of the Oxfam Write to Refuge event. It’s really a very important cause, with it encouraging increased awareness of the refugee crisis. We were given a photo and were asked to write a short story inspired by it. My story was called, “The King and his Two Daughters”, and you can listen to the event reading by clicking here.

How do you work here?

I knew this day would come. Three Bags of Sugar was going so well.

Then the Spam-bots came.

Just incase you are unaware of the term, “Spam-bots”, they are little troublesome online creatures that comment on blogs. These Spam-bots  are not human, but were created by them. Spam Bots are designed  to leave comments on blogs, hoping that unsuspecting human readers would click on links included with their comments, leading them to advertisements and other such boring stuff.

You haven’t seen them, but I’ve been getting endless emails from these Spam-bots, commenting on my blog. At first, I was annoyed. Now they are an endless source of entertainment.

It all started with the comment, “How do you work here?”

(so I thought about it)

I usually use WordPress to work here. So thanks for asking, Spam-bot.

After this, I decided to make note of all the Spam-bot comments and respond to each personally. They are listed and answered below:

“I made a fool of myself.”

Sorry to hear that, Spam-bot.

“You have a good sense of humour.”

Oh Spam-bot, you charmer.

“I let myself become a fool.”

Quite poetic and sad there,  Spam-bot.

“You’re so cute.”

Spam-bot, stop it, you’ll make me blush!

And finally, “I have no idea what you have said.”

Hardly anybody understands a thing I say, Spam-bot, so you’re not alone there.

That’s it so far. I’m sure there’s more to come from my Spam-bot friends, so I’m tempted to make this a regular feature. In the meantime, I’ll make a cup of tea and wait for those little online creatures to comment again. You guys are free to comment too, I’ll make sure to answer in equally as sarcastic a tone.

Until Friday!



Flash Fiction Friday


I am a Labrador Retriever. I am ten years old and walk with a limp. I can’t remember what happened, but I now trail my back leg slightly. I am not agile. I can never be discreet. I drag my leg.

I see spots in my eyes now. It sometimes annoys me but I’m used to it. I can smell her anyway. She has a scent like wildflowers and toasted bread. She’s always warm and she speaks to me. Sometimes she speaks to only me. I understand most of what she says, but some words stand out better than others. Words like, “Dinner”, “Toilet” and “Walk”. They are my three favourite words. And “Biscuit”.

Sometimes when she’s not looking I steal biscuits.

Things are confusing me slightly. I’ll ask her to let me outside and then I’ll forget why. She’s patient though, she always listens. She knows to give me time. I find it hard to fit on a pet bed so she has given me an old duvet to lie on in her room. It’s the smelliest, greatest duvet in the world. I can sleep there for hours.

I cry when she leaves the house. I think she’s not coming back.

I got stuck in a thorn bush today. I can’t remember how I got there. It was raining heavily. She took the thorns out of my coat with her hands. Afterwards she dried me off with a towel and I got excited,  like I always do. She had scratches on her hands but didn’t notice. She never complained. We then sat in front of the fire and snuggled in. I licked her cuts better, wildflowers and toast filling the air.


This is a very special flash fiction piece that I wrote a while ago. It was inspired by my old dog, Taylor. Sadly I had to say goodbye to her  just over a year ago. I wrote this particular story  just after she got stuck in a thorn bush. She depended on my Mum, her best friend, to look after her.  Otherwise she would’ve been stuck in that bush for hours, silly thing. Anyway, that evening Taylor hugged into Mum. That wasn’t anything special – she cuddled into Mum almost every day. Only that evening,  I caught Taylor looking at her as if she was the world. I suppose Mum was the world to Taylor. In fairness, she’s the world to me too. So, I grabbed a pen and paper and started to scribble.  I always love catching little moments like this. It could have been forgotten about. This way, I get to hold onto that moment forever.