I grew up knowing my father was maybe a Gypsy, the kind that travelled around Ireland with beautiful spotted horses and painted caravan wagons. Or maybe my mother, like Janet of Carterhaugh, met Tam Lin in the forest and battled for him with the Queen of Fairies. The government told me she was 32, he […]
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It’s busy inside my head. At any given time, I’m thinking about at least three different things: deadlines to meet, snippets of stories that I’ve read or am trying to write, work projects, grocery lists, communication that has or needs to happen, all of it often overlaid with a soundtrack of mashed-up sections of songs […]