Maeve Brennan

The collective works in our series show how molten and defiant Irish artworks can be

In 1922, when she was five, unfriendly men with revolvers raided the Brennan family home in Ranelagh, Dublin, in search of Maeve’s father, who was on the run

American singleton Kate Bolick proves that old maids are alive and well and selling trite books

Celebrating Irish women writers: ‘The line between holding it together and falling apart is thinner here than anywhere else in Irish fiction’

The newly appointed Laureate for Irish Fiction considers the reach of Irish books abroad – and what gets lost in translation

What to check out at the book festival this weekend in Dún Laoghaire

‘If I love a book, I want to own a print version of it. My (huge) collection is like a physical manifestation of what furnishes my brain’

Sean O’Rourke still has a newsreadery tendency on his RTÉ show – but his colleague John Murray made a poignantly light return to the airwaves this week

RTÉ is “cognisant” of online listenership, but makes programmes for FM audience

A new edition of the republican leader’s dramas casts a fresh light on him – and on the Revival

Line-up includes new plays by Frank McGuinness and Eugene O’Neill, and a fresh translation of The Threepenny Opera