Mia Gallagher

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Everyone writes because there is an inner compulsion, what Deirdre Madden (above) called “bearing witness” because one carries “moral knowledge”. Photograph: Aidan Crawley

“Writing and Identity” was the central topic of Novel Encounters, a recent meeting of Irish and Greek writers in Corfu that I helped to organise. The (...)

Mia Gallagher: the novelist signed on the dole a number of times in the 1990s, between periods of full-time employment. Photograph: Clodagh Kilcoyne

“I realised how much scurrying you were supposed to do,” Mia Gallagher says, recalling the times she signed on for unemployment assistance while seeki(...)

Mia Gallagher: “The imagination is a way of getting away from things that might be tough in reality.” Photograph: Clodagh Kilcoyne

Mia Gallagher’s debut novel, Hellfire, was a resounding critical success – one of the best debuts of the year, according to the Observer – which saw (...)

Compared with the blanket coverage given to the commemorations over Easter Weekend, the real centenary of the rebellion passes by on RTÉ with relatively little notice. Photograph: Nick Bradshaw

Ironic as it might seem, the Easter Rising shares one characteristic with Queen Elizabeth: both have two birthdays, an actual one and an official vers(...)

Nora Hickey M’Sichili: “Paris is a very international city. I’m Irish, my husband is Zambian, so for me it was very healthy.” Photograph: Leon Farrell/Photocall

Parisian taxi drivers smile when you say that you’re from Ireland and want to go to Rue des Irlandais, a quiet street just behind the Panthéon in the (...)

 Mia Gallagher: So thrillingly unputdownable is her debut novel, Hellfire, that someone picked up my copy a few years back, and I haven’t seen it since, but the moon as a “smudged penny” and the candle-lit shadows of junkies on a derelict stairwell, flaring up like massive-winged black angels, are a couple of hermyriad vivid images that have stuck in the bonce since.” Photograph: Cyril Byrne

My love does be the comedy, but in the odd absence of an Irish female Flann O’Brien, my nod goes to the authoress of a 666-page lump of a novel. Pu(...)