Clockwise from top left, Alex Barclay, Marty Whelan, Louise Phillips and Kevin Barry

  Alex Barclay My livingroom bookshelves are my favourite part of the house. They arrived as big, filthy, spider-covered pieces of oak(...)

Jo Berry,  whose father Anthony Berry MP was killed by the Brighton bomb, with Patrick Magee, the man who planted the device at the launch of an exhibition on forgiveness in 2005. Photograph: PA

When I mentioned having studied ‘Troubles fiction’ while in prison, typically, the novels of Jack Higgins and Gerald Seymour, I often meet with pol(...)

Dermot Healy near his home in Ballyconnell West, Co Sligo: Healy’s prolific fluency across a range of forms and genres has made him difficult to pigeonhole, and this creative eclecticism may have served to complicate his critical reputation. Photograph: Alan Betson
Dermot Healy: a modern master
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  • October 21, 2015, 08:00

In Aidan Higgins’s view, the late Dermot Healy (1947-2014) was the natural heir to the experimental narrative tradition in Irish literature – a cou(...)

Trees and sky near Lough Ennell, Mullingar, Co Westmeath. Photograph: Paddy Whelan

When I came across this image in the archive, buried deep in a stack of quirky news shots, forgotten celebrities and standard-issue handshakes, it (...)

The subject tells the story:  the American writer Robert Drake in Where I Am, on RTÉ, about the 1999 attack, in his adopted home of Sligo, that left him with brain injuries

As mottos go, “get better or get bitter” is a good one. Robert Drake says that choosing the former has made all the difference, although the Americ(...)

Timothy O’Grady on Dermot Healy: I find he makes you laugh and weep, he can make the mundane extraordinary, he can make you fall in love with nature or with people you may have forgotten to notice and he can take you to places you may not wish to go alone, or even knew existed

The year after Dermot Healy’s death has been a banner year for his work. Faber has reissued three of his prose books; there is a volume of last poems (...)

The late Dermot Healy near his home in Ballyconnell West, Co Sligo: “He talked to the postman, walked the lanes, provided feasts, listened to birds and tales of ghosts, watched the play of light, cooks’ hands, glasses raised to lips, fingers moving over the buttons of a concertina and collected jokes, exclamations, sayings, idiomatic twists, shrugs, gestures, the way a thought or feeling broke into a face.” Photograph: Alan Betson

The final act of his funeral was in the graveyard at Maugherow. The day started with the corpse being carried out of his home to the accompaniment (...)

Poet Martin Dyar and Cúirt festival director Dani Gill unveil a plaque at the east bank of the Salmon Weir Bridge in Galway city which recalls time spent there by WB Yeats, George Moore and Edward Martyn. Photograph: Joe O’Shaughnessy

Galway city’s association withWB Yeats and George Moore and an infamous late-night crubeen cafe known as ‘The Kasbah’ have been commemorated with two (...)

Writer Joseph O’Neill. A reading by O’Neill is one of the events announced for this year’s Cúirt literary festival in Galway. Photograph: Ulf Andersen/Getty Images

Man Booker long-listed writer Joseph O’Neill, Arab-American poet Naomi Shihab Nye and Scottish novelist and playwright Irvine Welsh will read at this (...)

Hall of fame: (Clockwise from left) Patrick McCabe; Frank McGuinness; Deirdre Madden; Colum McCann; Neil Jordan; Joseph O’Connor; Sebastian Barry and Dermot Healy

When Frank McGuinness, the playwright, was 16 a teacher told him that he’d never get to university, that nobody from his background in Buncran(...)